<h4>Chapter 774: One Man Taking on An Army</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio <strong>Editor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio
That one st had punched through at least over 100 people, with a few of them being cultivators at the Divine Transformation Realm.
Only then could everyone see a young man with chiseled features standing on the battlefield and wearing avish robe.
That young man held a long sword and calmly walked in the air, ignoring over a million of the Immemorial Path’s elite forces. It was as if he was walking among the dead in the graveyard.
That man had almost been able to stun over a million of those elite forces with his presence and powers alone.
Xuanzhenzi, who was in the midst of the crowd, slowly said, “You... you again. I see you’re still bold enough to approach me, then.”
That young man, who imed to be a god, looked at Xuanzhenzi as if he was looking at a dead man.
“What? Did you think you could defeat me through superior numbers alone? I heard someone earlier say something like, ‘if superior numbers are of any use, what am I training for then?’. They had a good point.”
That young man’s words infuriated countless elite members of the Immemorial Path right away. They all loomed over him like a bunch of dark clouds.
Countless people roared as they pounced onto him. One by one, the armored cultivators immediately charged toward the young man.
At least 10,000 cultivators moved to attack, with all of them being part of the elite force.
That young man didn’t seem to do anything other than throwing out a single and simple sh of his sword.
Boom!
Everyone saw how that st of sword aura mowed all of them down like a harvester, easily bisecting all of them at the waist.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Massive rumbles were heard as those fighters were all killed and exploded right where they stood.
None of them were given a chance to begin resisting.
One sh was all it took to mow down over 10000 people. That was a harrowing concept, given how a group of over 10000 people seemed more like a sea of people sprawling as far as the eye could see, looming like dark clouds.
The young man who called himself a godmented, “You heard me. Numbers arepletely useless.”
The army of the Divine Blood Church, as well as all of the affiliated fighters, had their morale boosted as they stood behind him.
Xuanzhenzi shouted, “Who are you?”
His eyelids kept twitching as he spoke. That one move that that young man dealt out before made his skin crawl. He felt more like he was facing a beast of disaster instead of a human.
That young man casually answered, “Who, me? You can all just refer to me as your god!”
“What happened to that sacred one who ughtered his way through the great altar of the Divine Blood Church? Why not lure him out instead? If none of you are a match for me, then you should know that whoever that young man was will cause me serious trouble.”
That young man believed that the elite force consisted of over a million cultivators was utterly beneath him. He believed that they were little more than insects.
He believed that the sacred one was more of a match for him. It was just as he said before; if superior numbers were of any use, there was utterly no point in cultivating.
Xuanzhenzi frowned slightly. He never expected this young man to actually be targeting Lu Xuan. It was obvious that the young man came prepared.
At that moment, an elder of the Immemorial Path shouted, “Kill him. I refuse to believe for even a second that he could stop that many of us here!”
That man before them never regarded them to be anything more than bugs and he was unable to take any of that. That elder was utterly furious.
Countless elite cultivators charged at that young man after hearing his cry. They still believed that having an advantage in sheer numbers still meant something.
“You’re in way over your heads.”
The young man snorted coldly as he held onto his sword, shing and charging into the midst of those cultivatorsing at him.
Pfftt!
Pfftt!
Pfftt!
Every single strike that he dealt packed immense power. Every single stroke with his sword could bring sts of aura that could be measured in kilometers. One st could easily result in a great swath of mist of blood appearing in the air.
It was extremely terrifying.
The crowd was unable to even see his movements clearly. All they could see were his clones all over the ce.
Everyone knew that those weren’t any ordinary clones. They were actually mirages that appeared in midair while he was due to him moving too quickly.
Because of his unnervingly high speed, all that the spectators could see were merely mirages.
It didn’t take him long to kill every single expert who tried to attack him.
Bloody mist and human remains rained all over the ce for a time, but that young man didn’t have even a speck of blood staining hisvish robe.
It was as if he had been cutting down countless pieces of vegetables. His breathing was steady; it was as if it wasn’t much of a fight for him, to begin with.
Xuanzhenzi gritted his teeth and said, “A hyper being... a true hyper-cultivator...”
That young man before him truly was too powerful. He definitely seemed capable of conjuring the Three Flowers at One’s Prominence, just as Mr. Lu said.
He was so unnervingly powerful that none of them was probably even able to get him to conjure the three flowers as they currently were. However, they’ve already suffered heavy losses by now. That was how great the difference between the two parties.
In reality, the current Immemorial Path needed time to foster their own fighters who were also capable of conjuring Three Flowers at One’s Prominence.
That was why Xuanzhenzi was the only one who came. Although he was initially prepared to train so they could conjure the three flowers, but the Divine Blood Church was just too much. The cult had already ughtered their way through the central parts of the continent as they made their way to the north.
If the cult’s forces were allowed to move any further, they would’ve reached the essences of the sect, which the Immemorial Path’s forces had been umting and growing throughout the ages. Any single loss suffered there would be astronomical, far surpassing any other ces on the continent.
The march of the cult had alerted the eldest of the elders, leading their forces to intercept the invaders.
Only then did he realize that he had been mistaken. The invaders were so powerful because they had a hyper being at Three Flowers at One’s Prominence level among them.
Such a formidable fighter needed someone of equal level—someone capable of conjuring Three Flowers at One’s Prominence—before they could stand a chance of resisting him.
Xuanzhenzi immediately ordered, “Head back and get Mr. Lu here at once. You must get Mr. Lu to mobilize, no matter what it takes.”
All that had happened before then was proof that they were utterly incapable of taking on an adversary like that. Not even Xuanzhenzi, who was already at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm and ranked among the most powerful throughout the continent, stood a chance.
They had been utterly defenseless before someone at Three Flowers at One’s Prominence level. It was impossible for them to fight him.
However, Xuanzhenzi’s order had alerted the young man.
A st of terrifying sword aura swept over the sky and came right before Xuanzhenzi’s eyes in an instant.
“Sealing! Defensive barrier!”
At that moment, both a sealing team and a barrier team appeared right before him and conjured various barriers and seals to protect him.
Even then, none of them were capable of shielding him from that terrifying st of sword aura. The terrifying attack tore through the barriers and seals easily as if they were made of paper.
Pfftt!
Xuanzhenzi grunted as his body was prated by that terrifying sword aura. Blood sprayed right away.
He was then sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped line.
He had met the same fate as Ximen Xingye, whom he had saved before.