I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 2040: The Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect's Crisis

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

At the Wind Plain State, the extreme frost power was still wreaking havoc.

It traveled from the north all the way toward the south, freezing everything in its wake, as if it were trying to destroy this entire world. Villages and cities were inundated by wind and snow, and humans appeared extremely frail in the face of this disaster. Soon, over a billion humans had perished from the extreme cold.

At this moment, a warm, white light suddenly erupted from the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect before spearing into the sky. A Taichi formation image encompassed half of the entire Wind Plain State, and it somehow managed to keep the oncoming burst of extreme frost power at bay. The formation was expending an insane amount of energy, but it had succeeded in protecting half of the human population of the Wind Plain State.

Sect Leader Xuanyuan Lun of the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect looked on at the doomsday-like disaster with his antiquated sword in his hand.

He wore a refreshing, white robe and stood at the pinnacle of a mountain with his eyes tightly shut. He had unleashed his Myriad Spirit Taichi to its maximal extent, and his handsome features were clouded with grave concern.

"The wind… originates from the extreme north…"

"The monsters… come from the flaw in the Heavenly Dao…"

"It looks like the Heavenly Gods are taking advantage of the flaw in the Heavenly Dao again… How ironic that the Heavenly Light Goddess is committing such dark deeds…"

Xuanyuan Lun opened his eyes and shook his head with a faint sigh.

"The Dark Wind Imperial Family has also been annihilated. What a pity that my good friends had to perish in such a tragic manner…"

He gripped the hilt of his sword with a resolute expression on his face. The final battle had already commenced, and he couldn't back down; all he could do was to fight to the death!

"The Myriad Spirit Taichi Formation is a God of Creation Stage formation bestowed upon us by the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue. It's capable of defending the northern region of the Kingdom of the Nine States, thereby keeping the Nine States safe from this oncoming disaster… However, it also has its flaws. If the core of the formation were to be damaged…"

Xuanyuan Lun's grip tightened even further around his sword. He was the only Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure in the sect, and the core of this formation was located in the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect. If he were unable to defend the core, the extreme frost power would continue to spread toward the rest of the Kingdom of the Nine States!

As the sect leader, he had a lot of pressure on his shoulders.

Rumble…

The earth began to rumble in the distance.

Swarms of white figures surged toward the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect.

Xuanyuan Lun stood at the mountain summit, and his expression darkened even further at the sight of the oncoming Snow Ghouls.

The simplest way to eradicate the Kingdom of the Nine States was to freeze all of its inhabitants to death. If the Myriad Spirit Taichi Formation were to be broken, this doomsday-like disaster would continue to spread, laying waste to all of the Nine States…

The Heavenly Gods were clearly planning to raze the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect to the ground in the most direct and ruthless way possible.

"Prepare for battle!" Xuanyuan Lun yelled.

Tens of thousands of white-robed disciples readied their weapons as they stood on the mountain summits and looked on at the swarms of invading monsters.

"Myriad Spirit Taichi, Destructive Yang!"

The disciples poured forth the pure yang power within their bodies into the formation.

Pillars of flames suddenly erupted from the ground upon which the Snow Ghouls walked. All Snow Ghouls who came into contact with these pillars of flames were instantly incinerated to ashes.

In the face of these monsters that were born in the Holy Glacial Lands, the best course of action was to combat them with fire!

Boom boom boom!

Balls of scorching flames exploded from the earth, burning swarms of monsters into ashes.

However, there were simply too many monsters to contend with. From a rough visual estimate, there appeared to be about seventy to eighty million of these monsters, and there was no lack of formidable beings among them. The mere sight of such a terrifying wave of monsters struck onlookers with a sense of horror and despair.

Tens of thousands up against tens of millions. This stark disparity in numbers made all of the disciples completely petrified.

Most of the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect's forces had been deployed to the eastern front, and they were the ones left behind to look after the sect. How were they supposed to contend with such terrifying opposition? Was there really a need to deploy so many Snow Ghouls just to bring them down?!

The disciples were all in despair, but they were still determined to defend the sect with their lives. They continued to use the power of the formation to blast the Snow Ghouls in an attempt to weaken their forces as much as possible.

They were prepared to die in battle, but they weren't going to go down without a fight!

Xuanyuan Lun was in the process of injecting his power into the Myriad Spirit Taichi Formation when he suddenly turned and unleashed a sword strike toward the extremely far distance.

The sword projection parted heaven and earth and hurtled through the air for over fifty kilometers in the blink of an eye.

A howl of agony erupted.

A massive, black-furred Snow Ghoul over ten thousand feet in height appeared from thin air. Its body had already been sliced in half, and blue blood flowed like a river. The two halves of its body crashed to the ground, crushing several hundred Snow Ghouls.

"Hmph… You think a sneak attack would work?" Xuanyuan Lun turned gracefully as he unleashed another two sword strikes toward the earth in the southeastern direction. The black and white sword projections fell upon the earth, creating two astonishing trenches, each of which was over a hundred and fifty kilometers in length.

Another two massive black-furred Snow Ghouls fell amid howls of anguish.

These Snow Ghouls were generally split into two types. The most common type was white-furred Snow Ghouls that were roughly the same size as bears and possessed power equivalent to Dao Body to Soul Formation Stage cultivators. The second type was black-furred Snow Ghouls with extremely massive bodies and power comparable to Return to Void Stage mighty figures.

"Sect Leader, these monsters have already broken our defensive line and entered the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect!" an elder let loose a cry of panic.

Xuanyuan Lun's face fell slightly, and he appraised the Myriad Spirit Taichi Formation to find that it had been broken in three locations. The closest Snow Ghouls were already less than a hundred kilometers away from the main peak at the core of the sect.

"There are too many of them…" Xuanyuan Lun's expression was extremely grave.

Their sect didn't have any large-scale offensive weapons. If things were to continue like this, they would be inundated by the sheer number of Snow Ghouls sooner or later…

"Will I have to use the secret weapons my son left at the sect? He went to great lengths to gather the materials, and Bai Ling was the one who created the weapons. They should only be used in dire circumstances… On top of that, the weapons will affect irreversible changes to the surrounding environment…." Xuanyuan Lun advocated for maintaining all things in their original state, so he was quite averse to using weapons like this.

He gritted his teeth and finally made a decision as he looked at the oncoming swarms of monsters.

Xuanyuan Lun raised a hand to the sky, and ripples appeared in the heavens overhead. A series of inky-black missiles, of which there were over thousand, then began to appear around the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect.

"Myriad Spirit Taichi… Thousand Sun Bomb!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The missiles fell from the sky in quick succession.

Silence suddenly descended upon heaven and earth.

Immediately afterward, one devastating explosion erupted after another, destroying everything in the surrounding area.

Boom boom boom boom!

Heaven and earth tremored violently.

Destructive explosions of fire erupted, and each explosion affected an area of over a hundred and fifty kilometers in radius. The resulting shockwaves were powerful enough to instantly tear hordes of Snow Ghouls into mincemeat. The explosions of energy connected with one another, creating a destructive ring of energy around the entire Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect.

The Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect disciples were all gobsmacked.

They had been scared sh*tless by all of the terrifying mushroom clouds.

It was simply far too astonishing a spectacle for a thousand mushroom clouds to appear around them in such a short time!

They felt as if over a thousand suns were shining upon them, casting them into a world of dazzling, golden light. Terrifying energy swept forth, and even the sect-protection formation was almost destroyed by the monstrous explosions.

As for the Snow Ghouls who were situated the closest to the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect, they had been struck by extreme casualties. The majority of them had perished, and those who remained alive were all severely wounded. From what the disciples could see, there were over ten million Snow Ghoul casualties, and there was even a large number of black-furred Snow Ghouls that had perished during the explosions as those explosions were capable of pulverizing space!

Not only that, but the destructive energy from the explosions continued to wreak havoc, as if they were flames that would never be snuffed out. A ring of destruction was formed around the sect, and all Snow Ghouls who encroached upon the ring were incinerated to death.

Even Xuanyuan Lun, who had unleashed the missiles, was completely stunned by this astonishing spectacle.

He stared blankly at the terrifying flames burning around the sect and murmured to himself, "My son's bombs… are this powerful?!"