Chapter 1093  : I’m Not a Divine-Grade Golden Core Cultivator Anymore

“Too terrifying, too powerful! Is it still the power a Golden Core Cultivator should have?”

Countless onlookers were stunned.

Chen Fan had already shown them how he killed Golden Core Cultivators like chicken before. And then, Wu Kai’s “Wuji Galaxy Painting” seemed to be even more powerful. A planet on the painting represented one Golden Core. That was impressive, even if the Golden Core was of inferior grade. There were a few hundred planets altogether, so people could imagine how terrifying he was.

Ever since Wu Kai got this Divine Power—

He had been one of the most powerful descendants among the Golden Core Cultivators in the Wuji Sect and he would certainly become a real Divine Prince in the future.

“Kill!”

But Chen Fan didn’t care about it at all.

He swayed his body and turned the branch in his hand into a supreme Divine Sword, killing the second descendant.

“How dare you!” Wu Kai shouted.

Once he pointed his finger, the painting behind him shot out beams of light towards Chen Fan. And yet, Chen Fan seemed to have been separated from the universe. He got rid of the Wuji Galaxy Painting’s control by taking a step forward and reaching a young man with silver hair.

“No!”

That young man was also from the “Wuji Sect.” He immediately let out a flying sword in fear. The flying sword was formed by countless dots of light and it carried a terrifying Dharma Power. Each of the light dots could injure a Golden Core Cultivator and also work as a shield when used together.

However, Chen Fan slashed once and an indestructible golden light ray appeared.

Even without using any Divine Power, with a mere branch, Chen Fan was as powerful as a peak-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator. Those Golden Core Cultivators were no match for him.

“Poof!”

The third descendant was killed.

“Argh!” Wu Kai shouted furiously and rushed forward as he performed all kinds of secret arts.

But Chen Fan dodged to avoid his attacks and went to attack another descendant. In just a few seconds, many of the descendants hovering in the sky were killed. A few of them quickly escaped to Mount Yan and hid inside the array.

“How dare you ants despise humans on Earth!”

Chen Fan shook the branch in his hand, which in turn let out the sound of a dragon, killing dozens of Connate and Golden Core Deacons around him.

Wu Kai turned pale.

In less than a minute—

Almost half of the disciples and deacons of the Taichu Temple, the Wuji Arena, the Sun Palace and the Xuankong Sect had died. They also lost ten descendants or so, making Wu Kai’s heart bleed. He couldn’t imagine how his elders would punish him when he returned to the Wuji Sect.

“Kid, you’re dead. You have no idea who you’ve provoked and what disaster you’ve caused. Your sect, family, the entire country and planet Earth will be eliminated because of you. All humans will become our slaves. Women will be prostitutes, while men will be servants in the Star Ocean. Everyone related to you will be killed and none of your descendants will be allowed to survive!

“This planet will turn into a sea of blood to appease the enraged Divine Sects!” Wu Kai said furiously with fire burning in his eyes. He cursed in front of billions of people on Earth.

At that moment.

Everyone, including the Chinese, the Americans, cultivators and ordinary people felt the viciousness and hatred from Wu Kai’s words.

“Did we really make a huge mistake?” many people said anxiously.

Those who knew who were behind the sacred grounds even felt a chill down their spines.

“Chen Beixuan, you’re a sinner of mankind!” Qin Dongmu cried.

But Chen Fan only snickered, “Say that again after you succeed in taking me down. Otherwise, you’re only bluffing!”

“Hm!”

Wu Kai grunted as the painting behind him shone brightly. “Chen Beixuan, I heard that you’ve also formed a divine-grade Golden Core on Planet Tianhuang, but you have no idea there are also nine levels in the divine tier. How could your divine-grade Golden Core be comparable to mine? I’ll crush you today to warn everyone else on this planet!”

Then—

Wu Kai stepped forward.

“Buzz!”

The “Wuji Galaxy Painting” let out a beam of light which made mountains collapse. Countless people fell on the ground and trembled. The light ray was shot towards Chen Fan with an extremely terrifying energy. That attack astonished everyone. It was as powerful as that of a Nascent Soul Overlord; not even the Ancestral Patriarch of the Kindred would have been able to make such an attack.

“This is the real power of a divine-grade Golden Core Cultivator!” everyone exclaimed.

In front of such a Divine Power, other Dharma Treasures, Divine Powers and Dao Bodies were nothing. Normal Golden Core Cultivators would be helpless against it without a top Heavenly Treasure; even a Nascent Soul Cultivator would have to be careful.

“Can Chen Beixuan resist it?”

Countless people looked at Chen Fan with worries, doubts and anxiousness. Those who were watching this were all holding their breath.

Many people guessed that Chen Fan might have a peerless treasure somewhere or he would also use his own Divine Power.

However, Chen Fan only smiled and held the branch horizontally in front of his chest, then slashed forward.

“Whoosh!”

This slash was ordinary, just like any little kid would do while practicing. It was the most basic movement; it couldn’t even be regarded as a tactic.

However, a three-inch golden light came out of the branch and split the hundred-foot “Wuji Galaxy Painting” in half like cutting butter.

It happened so smoothly.

Those terrifying auras, bright light, the power of planets and the frightening Divine Power comparable to an attack from a Nascent Soul Cultivator broke as it encountered Chen Fan’s slash. The branch tore the painting apart and an invisible energy went towards Wu Kai.

“Poof!”

That Divine Prince Candidate of the Wuji Sect spurted out blood and fell from the sky. His Golden Core almost cracked by the impact of the slash. Many onlookers—including the disciples of the four sacred grounds—were dumbfounded.

Chen Fan stored the makeshift sword and said, “Am I divine-grade Golden Core Cultivator? Not anymore.”