My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 604: Death with a Squeeze!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Who is attacking?”

Everything happened in an instant.

Seeing this sudden change, Qi Cangsang and Ling Tianque, who had been secretly watching the development of the situation, had a drastic change in expression. They did not expect that at this critical moment, someone would come and save Xiao Shoutian.

“Could it be that the Penglai celestial race still has some trump cards?”

Qi Cangsang was bewildered.

At that moment, all the Immortal Emperors in the entire Panshen Cosmic focused their attention on that huge hand.

This included the ten Immortal Emperors, which also included Chen Tutian.

“This is… A level 9 Immortal Emperor?”

Chen Tutian was shocked.

“Heavens Great Teleportation Technique!”

In his shock, he did not hesitate at all. He immediately wanted to activate a supreme secret technique to escape from the Tiancang Great World.

Facing a powerful existence at level 9 of the Immortal Emperor realm, he did not have the strength to resist at all with his meager cultivation.

That was indeed the case.

“You want to leave? Too late.”

Just as Chen Tutian was about to escape with his supreme technique, a cold female voice sounded in the vast sky.

Immediately after, under the shocked gazes of the many Immortal Emperors in the Panshen Cosmic, that terrifying huge hand suppressed everything.

It grabbed Chen Tutian. The scene was very similar to Xiao Shoutian’s previous predicament.

“Spare me! I’m a member of the Alliance of Justice. I was just entrusted by someone… All!”

Chen Tutian immediately begged for mercy in the face of the terrifying hand. He even used the name of the Alliance of Justice.

However, before he could finish his words, the five fingers of the big hand suddenly clenched.

Boom!

With an extremely shrill scream, Chen Tutian’s immortal body was crushed under the gaze of many Immortal Emperors as his celestial sense was destroyed.

Large patches of dazzling immortal light flowed out from the fingertips of the large hand.

Finally, a green rhombus-shaped crystal entered everyone’s eyes.

This was a nomological golden core.

If one wanted to become an Immortal Emperor, one had to comprehend the laws of the cosmic and imprint them on the immortal body to condense a nomological golden core. It represented the origin and power of the Immortal Emperor and was the foundation of an Immortal Emperor.

Dead?

Looking at Chen Tutian’s crushed Immortal Emperor body and the green nomological golden core, the Immortal Emperors who were secretly watching changed their expressions.

Chen Tutian was a perfection-stage level 7 Immortal Emperor, yet he was crushed to death.

It was apparent that the person who made a move was a terrifying peak-stage Immortal Emperor.

Boom!

Just as everyone was feeling bewildered, the void of the Tiancang Great World was torn apart by a mighty force.

Following this, ten extremely powerful figures entered their sights.

They were all level 9 Immortal Emperors. The leader was a woman in red who was enchanting and charming enough to intoxicate all living beings.

The other nine people stood behind her.

“Ha! Myth Alliance, Curse Goddess!”

When he saw the red-robed woman and the nine Immortal Emperors behind her, Qi Cangsang instantly gasped. His eyes were filled with intense shock and fear.

In the Fourth Heaven of the City of Heavens, everyone knew about the Myth Alliance and the Curse Goddess.

“How is this possible? The Penglai celestial race doesn’t have a talisman. It’s impossible for them to enter the City of Heavens. Who invited the ten Mythical Immortal Emperors of the Myth Alliance?”

At this moment, Qi Cangsang was terrified to the extreme.

Only those in the Fourth Heaven could understand the terror of the Myth Alliance and the Curse Goddess. Those were great existences that could suppress everything.

Run! I can’t stay in the Faramita celestial race anymore. I can only save my life by going to the City of Heavens.”

Qi Cangsang was a decisive person.

Upon making his decision, he immediately took out his talisman and wanted to enter the City of Heavens to take refuge. As long as he could reach Mystic Heaven Ninth City, he would be able to survive.

However, although his thoughts were good, the reality was cruel.

Buzz!

Just as Qi Cangsang took out the talisman, a palm suddenly pierced through the air before him. Before he could react, the hand grabbed the talisman.

Immediately after, a cold man appeared in front of Qi Cangsang.

“Yuan Cang?”

Looking at the person in front of him, Qi Cangsang’s pupils constricted. An uncontrollable panic and fear instantly swept through him.

“Qi Cangsang, are you planning to seek refuge in the City of Heavens?” Yuan Cang teased.

“I… Fellow Daoist Yuan Cang, please be magnanimous and let the Faramita celestial race off. I’m willing to bear all the responsibility.”

Thump!

Qi Cangsang knelt and begged.

Yuan Cang was a level 8 Immortal Emperor. He was not someone he could resist at all.

Other than him, there were also the ten Mythical Immortal Emperors of the Myth Alliance.

He could not escape. His fate and ending were already decided.

Now, Qi Cangsang’s only wish was to protect the Faramita celestial race.

Unfortunately, the life and death of the Faramita celestial race was not something that Yuan Cang could decide. Everything depended on the attitude of the Supreme.

“If you knew this would happen, why do it in the first place? Qi Cangsang, ever since you stepped into the Fourth Heaven, your ending was already decided. Your every move was being watched. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame the Faramita celestial race for provoking someone you should not have,” Yuan Cang said indifferently.

Someone they shouldn’t have provoked?

Hearing this, Qi Cangsang and Ling Tianque thought of what had happened in the Xuanhuang Great World.

“The young man who protected Xiao Qinglan? A single misstep will cause a thousand years of regret…”

Qi Cangsang’s body trembled.

Thump!

He slumped to the ground, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He knew that the Faramita celestial race was finished.

The people outside did now know about Qi Cangsang’s reaction.

At this moment, in the Panshen Cosmic, the attention of the Immortal Emperors was still focused on Hua Baiyue and the others.

“Myth Alliance! Curse Goddess! Why did they all descend to the lower realm? Who exactly has such great ability and capability to invite all of them to the lower realm?” An Immortal Emperor exclaimed.

“Chen Tutian is from the Alliance of Justice, and Hua Baiyue represents the Myth Alliance. Is this a confrontation between the two alliances? But why is the Faramita celestial race and the Penglai celestial race involved?”

The Immortal Emperors were shocked. They knew that there was definitely something behind all this that they didn’t know.

Boom!

Just as they were confused, Hua Baiyue waved her hand and killed all the other Immortal Emperors that Chen Tutian had brought with him.

Their immortal bodies were shattered, and their celestial senses were obliterated. All that was left were their nomological golden cores.

Seeing this, while Xiao Shoutian was shocked, he also felt extremely grateful.

“Thank you for saving my life, Fellow Daoist,” He bowed respectfully at Hua Baiyue.

“Fellow Daoist Xiao, you don’t have to be so polite. The reason why we have come here is because we have been entrusted by someone.”

Entrusted by someone?

Hearing this, Xiao Shoutian was moved.

At this moment, he recalled what Xiao Qinglan had told him before.

“Could it be that these people were sent by the Supreme in the City of Heavens?” He guessed in his heart.

“Oh right, Fellow Daoist Xiao, it’s our first meeting. I didn’t prepare any good gifts either, so I’ll give you the Immortal Emperor golden cores of Chen Tutian and the others. Just treat it as our meeting gift.”

Hua Baiyue handed the ten nomological golden cores to Xiao Shoutian.

Seeing this, Xiao Shoutian waved his hands.

“Fellow Daoist, this is too valuable. I…”

“Take them. These things are useless to us. On the other hand, if the Penglai celestial race is lucky, you can use the golden cores to nurture a few Immortal Emperors and greatly increase your strength and foundation.”

Without waiting for Xiao Shoutian to refuse, Hua Baiyue stuffed ten nomological golden cores into his hand.

Seeing this, Xiao Shoutian could only accept them.

“Fellow Daoists, if there’s nothing else, why don’t you come to the Penglai celestial race and have some tea?” He invited them sincerely.

“There’s no need to trouble yourself. We still have to make a trip to the

Faramita celestial race and resolve the source of this disaster.”

Hmm? The Faramita celestial race?

Xiao Shoutian was shocked. He had never expected that the mastermind who wanted to harm them was the Faramita celestial race

“The Penglai celestial race has no enmity with them. Why would they hire people to harm us?”

“Who said that there must be enmity? Weakness is the root of all evil. Oftentimes, there are not many reasons for happenings in the world. Compared to the other living beings in the world, the Penglai celestial race is lucky. Sometimes, a powerful backer is much more useful than all hard work,” Hua Baiyue said meaningfully.

Then, with a wave of her hand, she immediately tore through the void and left the Tiancang Great World with Li Daoran and the other eight Mythical Immortal Emperors.

Not long after, they arrived at the Faramita celestial race..