Supreme Saint Of World

C585 Another Team



C585 Another Team

3"This is the Southern Wasteland Divine Hall. It looks too grand. It is indeed a rank 4 martial institution. It is incomparable to our rank 2 martial institution!"    

    

"I heard that the ground of the Southern Wasteland Divine Hall is a fragment that was passed down from the ancient times. The almighty elders of the Southern Wasteland Divine Hall use heaven-defying methods to seal it in a spatial crack!"    

    

"From what I see, there are many creatures in this world that have come from ancient times. They are extremely powerful and terrifying!"    

    

"..."    

    

A group of late Nascent Soul stage cultivators descended from the flying vessel and looked around at the surroundings. Amongst the group, Chen Fan looked around with a look of surprise on his face.    

    

The density of spiritual energy in this piece of land was more than ten times that of the outside world. The speed of cultivation must be very fast, and there was a faint sense of desolation on this land. All the people and beasts living on this land would be infected by this presence.    

    

The dire beasts were different from the demon beasts of today, but they lived in the ancient era of the Desolate Land. They possessed truly powerful bloodlines, and their bodies were enormous. The giant monsters that could shatter the sky and mountains with their bare hands were much stronger than the demon beasts of today!    

    

At this moment, as Chen Fan and the others were sizing up the surroundings, Nan Tian put away the divine ark of the Southern Wasteland Divine Hall and prepared to fly deeper into the continent.    

    

The next moment, a huge crack appeared in the sky, followed by a flying boat about ten thousand meters long that was over ten times bigger than the flying boat Chen Fan and the others were on just now. The flying boat slowly descended, and it compressed the space in all four directions to form a huge curve, as if the space within ten thousand meters radius was about to collapse from the pressure!    

    

Sensing this aura, the faces of the group of Nascent Soul stage geniuses all changed, and they wanted to retreat to the side, however, the flying boat seemed to have locked onto them, the huge pressure was like ten thousand mountains pressing down from the sky, the powerful impact caused the tens of Nascent Soul stage cultivators to feel their bones trembling, their faces pale, unable to speak.    

    

When the ten thousand meter long flying boat landed, Nan Tian's expression had already changed. Behind him, a huge, ten thousand meter long, wild, azure colored Qilin appeared, swinging its sturdy hooves in the air and causing space to crack. Spatial fluctuations were like ripples in water, spreading in all directions.    

    

"South Wind, it's you!"    

    

When the vision of the dire beast appeared behind him, Nan Tian was already looking at the flying boat in the sky as if he was facing a great enemy. He waved his right hand, and the beast Qilin, which was standing behind him, stomped on its four hooves, fiercely trampled on the air and flew into the sky. On its hideous head, two huge dark blue horns, like two thousand-meter-high mountains, ruthlessly smashed towards the flying boat in the sky!    

    

"Bam!"    

    

With an explosion, the giant horn of the desolate Qilin collided with the flying boat, creating a powerful shockwave that spread in all directions. On the ground of the Southern Wasteland, the space that had been fortified was covered in cracks like layers of waves!    

    

Under this pressure, the dozen or so late stage Nascent Soul cultivators all revealed their abilities. The death domain behind them turned into a black curtain that covered the sky. Wherever they passed, even the ripples in the air became grey and slowly subsided.    

    

As for the Xuan Weapon, it took out its Destiny Soul Treasure and held it horizontally in front of its body. As time passed, the spatial fluctuations around it seemed to have slowed down countless times, unable to approach his body.    

    

As for the silver-haired cultivator that Chen Fan had battled before, a cold chill seemed to surge out from his body, as if it had frozen the surrounding space. As if it had frozen the surrounding space, a 'kacha kacha' sound rang out in the air, and then the air ripples in the surroundings seemed to faintly freeze over, however, the fluctuation was too strong, it actually shattered the silver-haired cultivator's frozen domain and continued to spread out, forcing the silver-haired cultivator to retreat, his face pale!    

    

As for the other late stage Nascent Soul cultivators, they were even more unable to withstand the pressure. All of them paled and quickly backed up, afraid that they would be injured by the spatial fluctuations that followed in their wake.    

    

During this entire process, Chen Fan just stood there with a calm expression, indifferently watching the spatial undulations that were attacking him. Behind him, a huge black sun slowly appeared, and one of the profound and ancient 'Yin' symbols flickered, emitting a strong attractive force in all directions!    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

With a loud vibration, the black sun behind Chen Fan's back was like a black hole, completely absorbing the fluctuations of space that came from all directions. Everything seemed so casual.    

    

Seeing this, many of the late Nascent Soul stage Cultivators moved closer to Chen Fan, their faces filled with joy. With the protection of Chen Fan's Domain, they would be safe and sound!    

    

This spatial vibration lasted for a full 10 breaths of time before it slowly stopped!    

    

A wild and unruly laughter came from the flying boat in the sky. It was filled with insolence as it laughed, "Haha, Nan Tian, you piece of trash. The late Nascent Soul stage cultivators that you found are all trash. Only a few of them can see through this!"    

    

As his voice fell, the ten thousand meter long flying boat slowly came to a stop. One of them wore a navy blue robe, had short hair, had a cross shaped scar on his nose, and flew out of the boat with a face full of stubble. As he spoke, he waved his hand, and behind him, ten young late Nascent Soul stage cultivators followed.    

    

Of the ten Nascent Soul Cultivators, two were women, and eight were men. All of them had indifferent expressions, and their eyes were filled with pride. They glanced at Chen Fan, then turned away, a look of disdain on their faces.    

    

"Hehe, can these late stage Nascent Soul cultivators be considered geniuses? I think it's better for them to take the initiative to leave, rather than to lose face here! "    

    

Behind the big man, there was a handsome young man with a Star Intent Domain and more than ten different colored lights revolving around him. They were all about the size of a fist and exuding powerful fluctuations. The compressing stars were all around him as they stared at Chen Fan with disdain.    

    

"Hehe, you're right. The weak should return to the weak!" There is no place for you on the vast stage of the Southern Wasteland Divine Hall! "    

    

Behind this handsome young man who was surrounded by the light of the stars, there was a mask with half of his face crying and half of his face smiling. Behind this handsome young man was a mask with half of his face crying and half of his face smiling.    

    

"You're right! A bunch of late stage Nascent Soul stage scum that they think they are strong can actually be crushed with a finger! "    

    

"Hehe, these people should be glad that they did not fly here together with us. Otherwise, they would have already been beaten to a pulp!"    

    

"..."    

    

The moment the young man with the strange mask finished speaking, the other late Nascent Soul stage cultivators also began to talk amongst themselves!    

    


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