I'm Actually a Cultivation Bigshot Chapter 662 – The Eternal Palm Star Pavilion

In the Chaos, a surge of black gaseous clouds were boiling over. From far away, it looked as if black gas was dancing in the air before condensing itself into a black vortex that kept getting smaller and smaller. The wind was violent, the emotions of the dead were overflowing, and everyone seemed to be able to hear the wailing of countless resentful spirits which made them distraught.

Yang Jing and the others looked at the center of the vortex with dignified eyes. Guzhan maintained the posture of holding the black katana. His whole body and fangs were dyed black. A wave of powerful destruction came from his body which shocked everyone to the core. The black katana was vibrating and humming softly. The ground where the black sword was stuck cracked suddenly when Guzhan and the black katana finished absorbing the black gas. Subsequently, the crack spread rapidly, and at the same time, a black and bright light overflowed from the crack. In a blink of an eye, the world began to shatter and rubble shot up into the air as the whole world was turned upside down.

Yang Jing's face fell and he hurriedly said, “Retreat! This world's about to explode!”

“How can this be? Is it really possible to gain so much power just by holding on to the sword's handle?”

“The destructive power's too great. Who could possibly resist it?”

Afterward, a violent roar resounded throughout the air, and the horrible light of destruction turned into airwaves that overflowed to the surrounding area. The small world that had already had its life force sucked away could not withstand this final onslaught and immediately exploded into countless meteorites—forever doomed to travel in the Chaos.

Once everything had settled down, Guzhan stood there silently, holding the black katana with no emotion in his eyes.

“Hahaha, the world was destroyed with one sword only. It's a good sword!”

“He'll be the strongest Divine Zombie in all of the Zombie World!”

The two old men from the Zombie World were overjoyed and threw back their heads in laughter. Then, one of the old men performed a hand seal at Guzhan and ordered, “Go back inside the bronze coffin and stay there!”

However, Guzhan simply stared at him with an expressionless face.

The old man's brow furrowed and he activated his mighty mana. “Chaos Promise, Royal Corpse Order, rise!” He raised his hand and a freaky spell rushed toward Guzhan. Instantly, Guzhan started to move but not toward the coffin. Instead, he swung his sword in the direction of the old man. It was an ordinary slash but black sword light containing the power to destroy the sky and the earth easily rushed out and easily shattered the spell. It did not stop there as it continued on its path toward the people of the Zombie World.

“How dare a stray corpse turn against his masters?” The two old men's faces fell and rushed toward Guzhan. “Take him down!” The two old men and two Corpse Emperors attacked at the same time. The combination of attacks from the four Heavenly Realm fighters caused Heaven and Earth to shake and terrible visions started to appear in the sky.

Staring at the impending blows, Guzhan suddenly opened his mouth. “I'm going to exterminate all the worlds! Kill, kill, kill!”

His murderous aura burst from his body and rushed up to the sky. He had been completely possessed by the black katana and his mind was filled with tyrannical killing intent which swept out across the land.

The horrible blade light rushed out, annihilated all the attacks of the four Heavenly Realms, and at the same time, forced them to have no choice but to retreat. Guzhan's movements suddenly became swift. With one lift of his foot, he suddenly appeared in front of the old man and brought his sword down on him. The terrifying force of oppression made the old man cry out tragically. He raised his hand to induce the power of endless laws and proceeded to point a finger at the black katana. “Sky Holding Finger!”

It was a simple slash but its destructive power was stronger than supernatural power. One slash formed black sword light that was a hundred miles long. The neighboring planets were not spared and some of the cultivators who were observing the fight from afar were taken out with that attack, too. The old man was sent flying and a stump had replaced his arm. He was beyond shocked when he discovered he was unable to grow back his arm in the time it usually took. He quickly ordered the Corpse Emperors to protect him when he saw Guzhan making his way over to him.

“He's so strong! Who is he? I can't believe he can take down four Heavenly Realm fighters by himself.”

“What a thick aura of destruction. Is this what it takes to shake the earth and Heaven?”

“This is beyond terrifying. Is he responsible for the black gas?”

One look at Guzhan was enough to make all the cultivators quake in their boots. He was a killing machine, through and through. Even a shred of his aura was enough to send them scurrying from the scent of death.

“The black katana's filled with slaughter and tyrannical cruelty. It can control one's mind and turn him into a killing machine,” explained Yang Jing grimly.

“This sword's too powerful! Where did it come from? Should we join in the fight?” asked Xiao Chengfeng.

Suddenly, Guzhan howled and swung his sword at the Corpse Emperor. The Corpse Emperor was instantly cut into half and had his life force sucked away by the black katana.

“A Heavenly Realm fighter gone just like that!”

“This is too scary. Each ordinary attack's akin to a supernatural power with that sword.”

“How cruel! This is a weapon of mass destruction. I'm getting out of here.”

“This little world never stood a chance. This is a real killing machine!”

They were all scared stiff and dared not make eye contact with Guzhan. They could sense the maniacal energy swirling in his body—an energy that was hellbent on exterminating all the worlds.

The hair of the other old man from the Zombie World was all spread out and there was an eerie light in his eyes. Gray air current was flowing from the middle of his palm which he then slammed vertically against Guzhan's chest. “Zombie Dreamland, sleep!”

However, Guzhan was unaffected by the spell. He brought his sword down on the old man once again. The old man did not even have time to let out a scream before his mana, life force, and Primordial Spirit was absorbed by the black katana. He had become one of the resentful spirits. Another Heavenly Realm fighter gone just like that. The wails of the resentful spirits grew louder as they became visible to the naked eye. They were all twisted together and it was truly a terrifying vision to behold.

Xiao Chengfeng shook his head and said, “The old man from the Zombie World must be crazy to get so close to the black katana.”

“Greed makes people do crazy things,” said Yang Jing after giving out a sigh. The more important issue on hand was how to get out of this mess.

Out of the four people from the Zombie World, only the old man with a single arm left and a Corpse Emperor survived. The old man with the single arm was shaking like a leaf. He sacrificed the Corpse Emperor to buy himself some time to escape. It was not that long ago when they were all so gung-ho about this trip but now, he could not get away from this cursed sword!

Back at the scene, Guzhan was still in his element as he slashed the Corpse Emperor. His murderous aura became thicker and crueler. “Exterminate all the worlds! Exterminate Area of the Gods!” He swept his gaze across everyone on the scene which caused them to involuntarily take a few steps back. Guzhan had done what no one ever did before—single-handedly killed three Heavenly Realm fighters and heavily injured one Heavenly Realm fighter. Only a fool would still go head-to-head with him. However, Yang Jing and Xiao Chengfeng had no choice but to engage Guzhan in battle.

“Why would he want to exterminate the Area of the Gods? We can't let him do that.” They would never let any harm come to the expert.

“Brothers, this demon's very strong. I beg of you to join forces with me to take him down,” said Yang Jing with his right hand over his left fist.

“Of course,” said the White Cloud Sect's elder with a nod.

“Be careful of the black sword,” said the middle-aged man from the Area of the Gods.

Not wanting to risk their lives, some of the fighters quietly slinked away. There was no way they would come out of this alive.

“Area of the Gods! Exterminate Area of the Gods!” muttered Guzhan. He then fixed his gaze in a particular direction and strode toward it.

“Stop him!” shouted Yang Jing. Instantly, the Immortal Trap Rope appeared in his hand. He threw the rope toward Guzhan's body to tie him up. Guzhan brought down his sword on the rope and it was immediately cut in half, its energy completely gone. Guzhan changed his target to Yang Jing and rushed over to him.

Just when Xiao Chengfeng and the others had gathered enough momentum for their attack, a beautiful light shot down from afar and landed squarely on Guzhan. The beautiful light transformed into a cage, imprisoning Guzhan within it.

“After the sun and the moon dies, sitting and watching the years pass, I'll be eternal!” A misty and majestic voice sounded, startling Yang Jing and the others. When they looked up, they saw a figure walking in the distance. Everyone's expressions went rigid and they did not know what to do next. Judging from the tone, this person should not be underestimated.

The meaning of the poem was older than Father Time itself, meaning whoever coming toward them was definitely an old monster! He might even be from the beginning of time. Gradually, a person wearing a white gown slowly entered everyone's field of vision. The white gown was fluttering, filled with the scent of immortality as it glowed faintly.

He was wearing a peculiar mask on his face—a mask with a smile, red cheeks, and laughing eyes. The mask gave off a sense of harmlessness.

“My name's Yang Jing. Thank you, senior, for helping us,” said Yang Jing while bowing respectfully.

The man simply nodded at him and said, “I am Xing Ya, master of the Palm Star Pavilion. I came here after sensing the aura of the Extermination Demon Sword. Alas, I came too late for it had already taken possession of someone.”

“So, that's what the sword's called? Extermination Demon Sword? What an overbearing name,” said Yang Jing with shock in his voice.

“This sword has a master. His name's Guhe and he's the Wisdom Elite of the Eldritch Clan,” said Xing Ya.

It was no wonder this demon sword had a lust for endless slaughter for its sole purpose in life was to exterminate all the worlds. At the same time, they were surprised by Xing Ya's knowledge—he even knew who the Wisdom Elites of the Eldritchs were. This confirmed their suspicion that he was indeed an old monster. He might even be an Elite himself.

“Senior, why did the Extermination Demon Sword come here?” asked Yang Jing respectfully.

“The Extermination Demon Sword's only the beginning. It being here means that Guhe will be coming soon, too. This is his calling card. He wanted to challenge you,” explained Xing Ya.

“Sending his weapon first? How reckless! Surely he underestimates us!”

“I wouldn't put it past him. He's an Elite after all.”

“His sword alone's terrifying enough. What's more to say about him?”

The crowd was shocked and terrified at the same time.

“The Extermination Demon Sword was birthed out of the endless slaughtering. When the weak approaches, they'll be swallowed by its murderous aura. When the strong approaches, they'll be turned into a mindless killing machine. Guhe planned to use this sword to cause trouble in the Chaos,” said Xing Ya.

“It's a good thing you came! We'll all be dead if you hadn't,” said someone in a tone filled with unending gratitude.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of the prison bars breaking— Guzhan had broken free! The sword light from the Extermination Demon Sword shot out from the crack and its terrifying aura forced everyone to step back. Then, the cage blasted into smithereens with Guzhan running maniacally out of it.

“Kill!” He swung the sword wildly at everyone.

“Senior, the Extermination Demon Sword has broken free from the cage!” shouted someone in a panicked tone.

“I'm not blind, I can see that. Besides, I never said the cage would hold him down forever,” said Xing Ya serenely.

“You…you…” Realizations dawned on Xiao Chengfeng. He glared at Xing Ya. “Was that all an act? For a second there, I really believed you're strong!” He was dazzled by Xing Ya's entrance and seemingly all-knowing aura so it never crossed his mind that Xing Ya was faking all of it.

The others were shocked as well. They thought they were out of the red.

Yang Jing took a deep breath and said, “Everyone, focus! We'll attack together.”

They all attacked, one after another. The laws of the universe rushed toward Guzhan as the supernatural power spread around them, manifesting many terrible visions. However, a single slash from the sword was enough to overpower any incoming attack. Moreover, this sword not only possessed the horrible light of destruction, but also the endless resentful spirits—howling, biting, and gnashing their teeth at the crowd.

The sword was a weapon of the Wisdom Elite after all. Stained with the aura of Wisdom, it was so unimaginably powerful that it would be better to give up all hope than to struggle against it. After a while, it was evident that even their joint attacks did nothing to Guzhan. On the contrary, he was still as good as new while some of his opponents were injured. It was going to be a long and difficult battle for them.

Xing Ya's body lit up as if there were thousands of stars shining behind him. The light extended past him and shot toward Guzhan. “Star Light Star Bright!”

The elder from the White Cloud Sect held a horsetail whisk in his hand and drew a line in thin air. A surge of lightning bolts and purple light shot down from the sky. “Heaven Absolute Thunder!”

“Universe Destroying Palm!” Through gritted teeth, everyone gave out one attack after another. The force of their attacks distorted space.

Guzhan kept swinging his sword and the black sword light swallowed everything it came in contact with.

“Three thousand visitors are full of flowers, fourteen states froze over, with one stroke of the sword.” Xiao Chengfeng's eyes were focused and the Sword Qi was flowing out like a waterfall from the sword in his hand. In a flash, the Sword Qi had completely blanketed the sky and its dazzling cold light stained the surroundings white. Endless sword light engulfed Guzhan from all directions. He could not defend against so many supernatural powers at a time so the sword light found an opportunity to cut across his chest.

Chapter end