Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 907 - 692: Long Saber Unleashed, War’s End (Part 2)

Within the Array Map, the Array was operating, with runes enhancing the ten Harmonization Cultivators, elevating their cultivation up a layer; using the Array Map, they could execute a perfect joint attack, nearly without flaws. However, the battle was in a stalemate.

Both sides were engaged in an intense fight, unable to determine the victor for a while.

"He's very powerful!"

"A bit tricky!"

"Let's use our trump card!"

"Let's do it!"

The ten Harmonization Cultivators exchanged glances, their energies connected, their magical powers fused into a True Dragon with golden scales, its aura rapidly soaring, breaking the shackles in an instant and stepping into the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

The True Dragon soared, dragon claws tearing forward.

"Thirty-Three Days of Suppression!"

Lu Xuanji urged his aura, and the Thirty-Three Heavens World appeared above his head, the supreme Immortal Realm of Aifosi's side, with many strange phenomena unfolding, endless creations emerging and vanishing.

Buzz buzz!

During a thunderous roar, the Thirty-Three Heavens Immortal Realm directly descended to suppress.

At this moment, it was no longer a simple clash of moves, but a world suppression, with the Thirty-Three Heavens Immortal Realm suppressing everything.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the booming roar, the True Dragon let out a mournful cry, its body crushed by the world, directly suppressed underneath. Then, the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure flickered, turning into streams of light that entered the Thirty-Three Heavens Immortal Realm, each treasure suppressing a layer of the Immortal Realm.

After receiving the blessing of treasures, the power of the Thirty-Three Heavens Immortal Realm greatly increased, and amidst the rumbling sound, the True Dragon shattered.

The ten Harmonization Cultivators were severely injured, spitting blood on the spot.

"Kill! Meet your end!"

The long saber in Lu Xuanji's hand flickered, slashing directly at a green-haired woman's divine being, splitting her body in half in her astonishment, her Primordial Spirit perishing on the spot; then the long saber flickered, slashing at another male, with the Mysteries of Creation flickering, transforming into ultimate destructive power, turning his body into ashes, falling to the ground.

Again, the long saber flickered, slashing at another male, whose body shattered, but an already shattered puppet appeared in his place. As for him, he had escaped ten miles away, looking fearful, turning into a stream of light and escaping, resembling a dog that lost its owner.

The long saber flickered, striking down one after another, like slaughtering chickens and pigs.

Lu Xuanji's expression was cold, without any extra expression, filled with dominance and ruthlessness, bringing destruction everywhere the long saber reached. Potentially, these Harmonization powerhouses once were supreme powerhouses, whether in cultivation aptitude, potential, or combat power, they were all top-notch.

But at the moment of defeat by him, they were scared out of their wits, their courage vanishing, leaving only endless fear and panic.

Finally, six Harmonization Cultivators fell under him.

The remaining four cast secret techniques to escape, and it was too late to continue the pursuit.

"You're too weak!"

Lu Xuanji said with a faint smile, his left hand transforming into supreme force, directly capturing the Array Map.

The Array Map flickered, about to escape.

Yet, his palm grabbed onto the scroll, holding it like catching a chick, no matter how the scroll struggled, it was unable to escape.

"Let me go!"

The Artifact Spirit screamed frantically.

"Noisy!"

Lu Xuanji said, urging the Nine-Colored Divine Saber, the sword light flashed, slashing onto the scroll, the light of destruction flashed, extinguishing everything.

The Artifact Spirit was directly obliterated.

In the later stages, Spirit Treasures would all give birth to Artifact Spirits.

The Artifact Spirit, a condensation of a magical treasure's spirit, could help its owner perfectly control the magical treasure.

Once the Artifact Spirit perishes, the magical treasure's power drops by more than half.

However, ultimately, the Spirit Treasure is like an iron cast, while the Artifact Spirit is transient.

If an Artifact Spirit is disobedient, it's directly obliterated, the Spirit Treasure's power diminishes, then so be it, at most spend some time continuing to cultivate the spirit within the Spirit Treasure, nurturing a new Artifact Spirit. He had no patience to persuade a certain Artifact Spirit to surrender.

Holding the scroll, Lu Xuanji looked at this Array, with a flicker of astonishment on his face.

The scroll was Ninth Grade Spirit Treasure, with intricate arrays engraved on it, truly a supreme treasure. By wielding this scroll, the power of many lower-level cultivators could be perfectly fused into one, unleashing tremendous power to achieve victory over the strong with the weak.

If it were wielded by ten Harmonization Cultivators, they could slay a Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator at the initial stage, but ultimately it capsized in his hands.

Stowing the scroll away, Lu Xuanji urged the long saber, the saber flickered, slaying a Void Refining Cultivator, then the saber flickered again, breaking apart the Grand Array, ten Divinity Transformation Cultivators perished, like a supreme Demon God, the long saber slaughtered wildly, indulging in destruction.

The previously fierce and endlessly besieging cultivators of the Feiyu Realm, for the first time, felt fearful.

Some Void Refining Cultivators, Divinity Transformation Cultivators, and the like, all dodged away.

No longer daring to confront him in battle, they dodged everywhere, deeply fearing being slain on the spot.

Life only comes once, cherish it.

Immediately, the formation here fell into chaos, cultivators of the Feiyu World began to rout, collapsing a thousand miles.

...

Ancestral Continent, in the depths of the underground abyss.

The Golden Dragon and the Undying Demon Monarch clashed in combat, both sides in a stalemate.

Golden chains pierced into the body of the Undying Demon Monarch, absorbing his essence blood, draining his magical power, keeping him in perpetual exhaustion, unable to peak. He could only use minimal magical power to contend against the Destiny Golden Dragon.

The Destiny Golden Dragon's body was half tainted by the demon's infection, with the black portion continually shrinking, the golden portion expanding.

The more it fought, the stronger the Destiny Golden Dragon became.

Boom boom boom!

After three days and nights of fierce battle, the Undying Demon Monarch seemed somewhat fatigued, his magical power began to deplete, the momentum of his attacks slowing down, seemingly no longer as valiant as before. The Golden Dragon, however, urged a secret technique, divine techniques bombarding the Undying Demon Monarch, leaving wounds on his body.

The injuries increased, the golden chains on the Undying Demon Monarch's body multiplied, the situation gradually reversed.

Roar roar roar! 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The Golden Dragon roared, the assault continued, but it too showed signs of fatigue, its figure flickering away.

In an instant, it emerged from the underground fissure and appeared over the Ancestral Continent, its golden body shining brightly, its aura majestic and domineering, with ripples of destruction flickering, only a small part still held a trace of blackness, representing the demon-infected part, which hadn't been completely purged.

But this small portion of demon infection was no longer significant.

It seemed unable to affect the larger situation then.

The Golden Dragon appeared in the skies over the Ancestral Continent, its massive body imposing and majestic, while streams of formidable magical power blessed the Chaos Dynasty cultivators, those of the Chaos Dynasty had their cultivation forcefully increased greatly; meanwhile, it activated the Law Net in the void, the Law Net operated with birth and death, forming a terrifying suppression force.

Cultivators descending from the Purple Mansion World were all subjected to suppression, their cultivation sharply declining.

The tidal wave of attack momentum drastically weakened.

"Retreat!"

At this point, the supreme powerhouses of the Undead Race began ordering retreat, countless demon race cultivators withdrew like a tide, advancing like a tide and retreating likewise.

The war between the two worlds temporarily came to a halt.

Only on the ground remained some ruins and debris, broken corpses, and endless evil qi, seemingly narrating the war's brutality.