My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1393 - 504: Unyielding Will of Divinity (Part 2)

"In the beginning...

"I thought you might have great ambition.

"Wanting to use the Prayer Bead, along with those mortals as fuel, to help you unify Heavenly Water and achieve dominance, just like Cao Xie of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"But now, I finally understand.

"You are more naive than I imagined!

"You insist on not letting go of the Eastern Continent, not because you have ambitions or a lust for power, but because you genuinely care for those mortals, which is utterly laughable!"

Chen Sansi clutched the Longdan Bright Silver Spear, forcing himself to stand up: "Old man, do you find this funny? Would you abandon Kunxu?"

"More than funny, it's downright ridiculous!"

Xuan Qiongzi said coldly: "There is a distinction between immortals and mortals, such a simple phrase, yet no matter how much you struggle to protect your mortal relatives, they will ultimately be nothing but a handful of yellow earth.

"And your Han Dynasty, in the end, will also be replaced by the next dynasty.

"To let these mundane affairs interfere with your path to immortality is truly the most laughable thing in history, bar none!"

"A distinction between immortals and mortals?"

Chen Sansi endured the severe pain on his body, slowly lifted his long spear, a sneer tugging at his lips: "Old codger, when you say this, you just want to express that your lifespan is long, while those without a Spirit Root have short lifespans.

"But I want to tell you, not necessarily!

"Take you, for example, you may not live past today!!!"

He raised his long spear again, layers of flames spreading out beneath his feet.

The Taiyin Sword Formation would continually absorb mana, so the flames quickly became depleted.

However, Chen Sansi would immediately unleash more mana to maintain the Flame Lord Domain, pushing against the terrible consumption, charging at the Kunxu Patriarch.

"An ant trying to topple a tree, no matter how tenacious, is still just an ant."

Xuan Qiongzi effortlessly blocked the attack, observing the opponent, who relied on the consumption of True Yuan and essence to hold on, with increasing mockery in his gaze: "Child, look back, you've already lost; if you truly care about those mortals, you might as well admit your mistake and end this farce sooner."

On the battlefield.

The situation drastically changed.

After Xuan Qiongzi returned, Situ Ting, having taken an elixir to adjust his breath, recovered most of his combat power.

As for the Han side, there was no one who could withstand the divinity transformation cultivators, and even the strongest formations began to collapse layer by layer.

Furthermore...

The two divinity transformation cultivators from the Purple Sun Palace also appeared above Kunxu.

Yun Qingxiao and He Zhiqiu, one in front and one in back, headed straight for Kunxu.

Behind them.

Murong Buyu closely pursued.

As a middle-stage divine sense cultivator, it's natural that he couldn't kill two middle-stage divinity transformation cultivators, so the fact that he dragged on until now without falling significantly behind already marked him as exceptional among his peers.

According to the original plan of the Immortal Execution Sect.

By this time, Chen Sansi should have already killed Situ Ting, leading the army to conquer Kunxu, seizing control of the sect's spiritual power.

However...

Zhang Huaiqing and his group failed to trap Xuan Qiongzi, resulting in sudden changes and general chaos.

"Demon Seed?"

He Zhiqiu noticed Jiang Xiyue fighting fiercely with Bai Ze in the distance: "Master, let's capture the Demon Seed first!"

As they spoke, they intended to move over to assist.

But at that moment, Zhang Huaiqing and Li Guanfu rushed over, blocking them firmly.

Immediately afterward.

A wounded divinity transformation cultivator flew over from afar, surprisingly it was Xiao Juechen, a loose cultivator at the divinity transformation stage, who cried out loud: "Senior Xuan Qiongzi, save me!"

Zhao Zhenyi pursued from behind.

In the blink of an eye.

The battlefield at Kunxu became a gathering of various forces.

A chaotic slaughter!

"Not good."

Zhang Huaiqing looked toward Qingyun Peak: "Chen, hang in there, we must go help quickly!"

He said this as he left the battlefield, heading straight for Xuan Qiongzi, only to be isolated outside by the Taiyin Sword Formation, unable to approach.

"Do you still have the leisure to care about him? Better take care of yourself first!"

He Zhiqiu, riding on a Suan Ni, roared over.

Zhang Huaiqing had no choice but to turn and defend.

Inside the sword formation.

Xuan Qiongzi managed flawlessly against Tian Wu's desperate attacks, forming hand seals with one hand, causing the sword formation to rise into the air, reaching the top of the battlefield.

This sword formation was originally like a cage, trapping Chen Sansi within.

Upon lifting it into the air, it became like a stage, allowing everyone on the battlefield to see clearly.

This was deliberately done by Xuan Qiongzi.

He wanted everyone to see Tian Wu's fate!

Xuan Qiongzi knew that today's battle.

They, Kunxu, would ultimately win.

But the loss of prestige was extremely severe.

All along, Kunxu Saint Sect had always been high above, towering over the entire Cultivation World, a place of pilgrimage for millions of cultivators, more honorable than the Emperor of a Mortal Dynasty.

But after today.

Under the heavens, all cultivators would know one thing, that is...

The mountain gate of Kunxu could also be stormed.

Therefore, if there was no way to remedy this, then years later, there would definitely be another batch of reckless youths, who would come to attack Kunxu, aiming to seize the Ascension Platform.

So...

Xuan Qiongzi changed his mind, not planning to directly kill Tian Wu, but intending to use him to regain Kunxu's lost prestige.

He watched Tian Wu's movements becoming slower and said solemnly: "There are only two choices before you, one, admit defeat and apologize, and I will spare your life.

"Two, you die here, and the people you brought will be buried with you."

To have the mountain attackers admit defeat and submit is far more than simply killing them, it would better restore the sect's dignity.

"Today only one person will die, and that is you!"

Chen Sansi had no time for nonsense, burning his True Yuan Essence, struggling with his heavily injured body, and swung his long spear over and over.

While Xuan Qiongzi, with a Taiyin Flying Sword that was only a finger's length, kept inflicting severe blows upon him.

"Pfft—"

During the constant exchanges, Chen Sansi's internal organs were injured by the Power of Laws, continuously coughing up blood, and his arms holding the long spear and Taia Sword grew increasingly heavy.

Within this Sword Array...

His gap with the opponent was too big!

Unless he could breakthrough to the Divine Will Realm, there was simply no chance of victory.

Divine Will, Divine Will, Divine Will...

The words kept echoing in Chen Sansi's mind, yet he could never feel his own Divine Will.

Could it be, he was really going to die here today?

How can that be?!

The soldiers of the Han Dynasty are still here, the senior brothers and sisters are still here, his master's enmity is still unavenged, the two masters' wives have not yet been rescued... he has not yet stepped on the Ascension Platform!

He absolutely cannot lose!

His True Yuan Essence was exhausted, beginning to burn Original Essence Blood instead, to sustain mana and True Power, like a mad fierce beast, continuously charging forward.

Divine Will!

Although Chen Sansi seems to be in a frenzy, his mind was clearer than ever.

He must use his remaining strength, and in the battle with Xuan Qiongzi, comprehend Divine Will and become a Martial Artist of Divine Will.

Xuan Qiongzi couldn't remember how many times he had repelled him, repeating the question with some impatience: "Do you submit or not?"

"Screw you!"

Chen Sansi only replied with a curse, then hysterically came back fiercely.

What, exactly, is my Divine Will?

Relentless forward march?

Rise anew after death?

He believed both words were close, yet somewhere in his soul, he could sense, there was still some gap from the true Divine Will.

Xuan Qiongzi finally frowned, stretched out his left hand, gently tapped twice in the void, and two flying swords in the Sword Array burst out with golden light.

He seemed to be able to pluck stars, summoning the two flying swords before him, then lightly waved his hand.

"Buzz—"

The flying swords broke through the air.

Chen Sansi's injuries were long too severe to move freely; he couldn't dodge, could only spin the long spear to protect his vitals.

But these two flying swords did not intend to kill him, instead, they swiftly pierced through his knees.

"You old—"

Xuan Qiongzi's voice suddenly increased, making one's divine soul tremble: "Kneel!!!"

Sword Qi burrowed through the leg wounds into his body, rampaging wildly. Chen Sansi heard a strange sound from his legs, the snapping of bones, and flesh turning indistinct!

After the intense pain, his lower body nearly lost all sense, uncontrollably heading toward the ground.

"Clang—"

The sound of the spear impacting resonated.

Chen Sansi gripped the spear shaft tightly with both hands, forcibly supporting his body to remain standing: "I won't kneel!!!"