Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 255
Chapter 255: Chapter 15: Entering the Golden Core Realm, Above Limitless are Sword Immortals 2
Translator: 549690339
He was made from the core skulls of ten thousand cultivators in the Rebirth Realm, as well as tempered in the essence and blood of a Demon Emperor.
Incredibly evil, infinitely powerful.
Logically, such a precious demonic weapon should be held by the Great Palace Master of the Heavenly Devil Palace.
Situ Huan really was the heart and soul of the Devil Sect, allowing him to bring such a demonic weapon with him.
Seeing the reactions of the two, Situ Huan sneered, “More well-informed than I thought. That’s right, this is the Wand of Thousand Bone Hell. Although my current cultivation can only unleash a fraction of its power, it’s still more than enough to deal with you.”
Of course, he understood that the longer the battle raged, the more things would change. He had to end it quickly and resolve the matter with the three people in front of him.
The three of them had wasted a lot of his time with their wheel war tactic. Although he would not be defeated, he could only rely on the power of the demonic weapon to kill the three.
Just as Situ Huan was channeling his magic power into the Wand of Thousand Bone Hell, a golden rainbow light suddenly flashed across the sky.
“Swoosh!”
Breaking the air, the sky was filled with countless blue electric arcs. Thunderclouds appeared in the blink of an eye, showing signs of lightning and thunder.
“Boom!” echoed the sound as heavenly thunders fell like dragon serpents.
A shadow of the Heavenly Devil Prison appeared on Situ Huan’s body, resisting the heavenly thunders one after another.
“Madam, I’m here.”
Zhao Huai’s figure appeared midair, coming to Yu Qinghan’s side.
He then took out the Three Thousand Thunderbolt Technique, which hadn’t been used for a long time.
Now, after reaching the Golden Core Realm, the power of the thunder talismans had improved even further. The heavenly thunder he had just released was the most powerful Heavenly Tribulation Thunder. “How does it feel to have entered the Golden Core Realm?”
Yu Qinghan asked with a smile.
“Very good. I’ve been accumulating for so long, just for today. It’s a pity that I couldn’t reach the Ninth Layer. The more I cultivate, the more I feel that the immortal path is unattainable.”
Zhao Huai seemed to have some insights and said this.
Yu Qinghan gently reminded, “It’s not over yet. This Devil Sect Demonbred is powerful, reaching the Perfect Golden Core Realm. It is challenging even for me to defeat him.”
“Don’t worry, today my wife and I will join forces and see what this devil can
Zhao Huai said with burning eyes.
At this moment, from the center of the pit caused by the Heavenly Tribulation
Thunder, Situ Huan’s laughter rang out: “Zhao Huai, Crown Prince of Yan Country, the future ruler of Yan Country, hahaha… You really didn’t disappoint me. It’s not until now that you’re qualified to be my opponent.”
Elder Bai, who had stopped fighting and was confronting Situ Huan on the ground, had an eight trigrams mark appearing on his forehead. He said heavily, “As the direct disciple of the Devil Lord, Situ Huan has countless methods and magical weapons at his disposal. To defeat him, in addition to having the same realm of power, one must also have a life-bound magical treasure. My disciples and Your Highness grew up in the Mortal World, so in terms of foundation, we are still somewhat lacking.”
A elderly Deacon cultivator from the Devil Palace, seeing Situ Huan still maintaining his composure and even having an imposing manner in the face of the several geniuses, sighed in admiration, “Truly worthy of being the Respected Demonbred. To be able to sit in the position of First Demonbred for hundreds of years, by the time the Four Elders of the Heavenly Devil Palace arrive, where will the Immortal Sect have any way out?”
By the end, his words carried a hint of coldness.
They were just one of the armies of the Devil Sect, and there were many more cultivators in the Ten Devil Sects than those present. How long could the Yujing Sect, Longquan Gate, Pill Valley Gate, and Shan Ya Gate at the ten entrances of the Spiritual Mountains hold on?
It was only the Yujing Sect, which was presided over by the Limitless Immortal Sect, that was the hardest to deal with.
Scenarios like the one before them, with black clouds and a demonic tide, were happening all around the Spiritual Mountains.
After being hit by a Heavenly Tribulation Thunder talisman, Situ Huan stood unharmed in the deep pit. Wearing a black robe fluttering in the wind, he looked noble and elegant. His ink-like hair was immaculate, and he smiled confidently, “And what if it’s the Eighth Layer of the Golden Core? Whether it’s the Empress of the Xia or you, Crown Prince of Yan, you can only be the stepping stone under my feet. I will step on you to ascend the path to immortality. Zhao Huai, I will annihilate Yan Country right in front of you.”
His words reached the ears of every Limitless Immortal Sect disciple on the top of the mountain.
Zhao Huai’s identity was completely known to everyone in Limitless Immortal Sect.
“He is the Crown Prince of Yan?!”
“Oh my God, it’s him who condensed the Eighth Layer of the Golden Core!”
“What! The Eighth Layer of the Golden Core? I heard that no one in the Immortal Cultivation World could condense an Eighth Layer of the Golden
Core!”
“However, he is facing Situ Huan, the number one person in the Devil Sect for a hundred years. This battle is hard to predict!”
Although Zhao Huai’s identity was shocking and had caused a great uproar, being the Crown Prince with the unprecedented Eighth Layer of the Golden Core, it aroused widespread discussion. However, it was apparent that people were more in awe of Situ Huan’s Demonbred reputation.
The younger generation of disciples had known Situ Huan’s reputation for several decades.
Upon hearing Situ Huan’s words, the panic among the Devil Sect disciples subsided a bit.
After all, respected Demonbred’s cultivation and strength were known throughout the world, powerful enough to suppress all opposition and annihilate any sect easily. Couldn’t he annihilate a prince from a country that had only been revived for a year? Regardless of whether the Yan Empire had just been re-established a year ago, could it compare to the grand Yan Empire established by their ancestors? What kind of waves could it create?
When facing Situ Huan’s remarks, Zhao Huai was very calm, as if to say, who couldn’t talk big? The real test was in action. They would know the result only after the fight.
“Crown Prince of Yan, let me see your skills!”
Situ Huan’s distant voice came, full of powerful demonic shadows, condensing like a solid figure, smashing toward Zhao Huai.
Zhao Huai stretched out one hand, and the infinite magic power from his
Golden Core flowed out, attached to his body, and gathered into golden runes..
