Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

In the calm, dark space.

Yi Qian, third Divine Prince of the Wuji Sect, was overlooking Earth, the blue planet spinning slowly like a dazzling sapphire in front of his eyes.

Even though the Deity Arrays were invisible, the planet was full of Spirit Qi and energy that flew around like dragons. There were countless Dao Laws and Dharma Laws, which were tightly organized like a steel plate. The Essence Qi was extremely dense. Some energy dragons that almost had a concrete shape roared and circled around the Earth’s sky, and they were at least a few thousand miles long. The Spirit Qi on Earth increased at almost every second.

In just eight years, the amount of Spirit Qi on Earth was already three times denser than on Planet Tianhuang, almost catching up with those famous cultivation planets in the Little South Heavenly Realm.

“This is indeed a cultivation planet, although it’s unfortunately destined to suffer massive disasters. It’ll immediately decline if it can’t get past the danger,” Yi Qian said calmly, without a shred of emotion.

Even though he was unable to see the dense layers of Deity Arrays around Earth, he already knew how terrifying that planet was from his Sect Master’s counsel and the old books before he left.

A Soul Formation Grand Cultivator of a large sect in the Star Ocean had once suppressed his power and went to Earth while being under the restraint of the Dharma Laws. He even tried to use his Soul Formation Dharma Power to find the Grand Opportunity on Earth, but an array layer appeared and a ray of colorful light crushed the Soul Formation Grand Cultivator to pieces in a heartbeat, not even leaving a trace of his Primordial Essence.

Half of the sect had traveled with the Soul Formation Cultivator, including more than three hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators, a hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators and a powerful fleet with dozens of old battleships; more than half of them were crushed in the end. Only a few Nascent Soul Cultivators managed to escape back to the Star Ocean. Since then, all the senior members of the large sects in the Star Ocean had been aware of how terrifying that seemingly indifferent planet was.

“However, those invisible arrays won’t activate as long as I don’t use the Soul Formation power. How can the ordinary people of this planet stand against me?” Yi Qian said gently and told the subordinate behind him, “Stop here. Go down there and ask the disciples of the Wuji Arena to come and greet me. I also want to ask them about my brother.”

“Yes!” a Divine General in silver armor behind him replied as he turned into a beam of light and landed on Earth like a shooting star, along with dozens of Golden Core Cultivators.

At the Griffith Observatory, North America.

That place was equipped with the latest Galileo II’ space telescope, which pointed at the sky all the time. Although the amount of Spirit Qi had surged in recent years and there had been cultivators from other planets arriving, Galileo II faithfully watched space as the outermost eye of Earth.

“Wait, what is that?” The observer was eating a burger. Suddenly, he saw a faint shooting star and his eyes popped out.

On his screen.

An old battleship that was almost ten miles long was floating in space. It was covered with marks created by swords, spears and axes, while others were teeth marks left by beasts. Countless people wearing silver armor were floating on both sides of the battleship. They stood closely to each other and protected the battleship like guards. It stayed motionless right outside the Earth’s atmosphere, as if it were a vicious beast that posed a huge threat to the planet.

“Quickly, sound the alarm. There are cultivators from other planets again, and they seem to be much more powerful this time,” the observer yelled anxiously.

Not only in North America.

The countries in Europe, China, Australia, Japan…

Almost all the nations with long-range space telescopes saw the Wuji Sect’s battleship immediately. Compared to the prior arrival of the cultivators from other planets, that old battleship a few kilometers long gave them much more pressure.

“Ring, ring, ring!”

At that moment, the alarm of the official offices and top sects in different countries on Earth rang at the same time.

On Mount Arkent, the United States.

Heavenly Lord Anpo was sitting cross-legged in the hall while earnestly talking to a few disciples. Xing Hu couldn’t suppress his anger when he thought about how the North Qiong Sect had been thriving in recent days; he kept a long face every day. Heavenly Lord Anpo was also holding a breath in his heart, but he wouldn’t do anything if he wasn’t certain he could win. Meanwhile, while he was about to scold Xing Hu, he suddenly looked up.

“Hm?”

In South America.

A few Ancestral Patriarchs of the Gold Clan were sulking inside an old temple in the Brazilian rainforest. They suddenly looked up to the sky at the same time.

“That is?”

In Eastern Europe.

In the castle of the Kindred, a beam of black light shot up into the sky and the pale face of the Blood Ancestor of the Kindred appeared. It looked up and there seemed to be two crimson light rays shooting out of the planet from its eyes as it stared at the old battleship. It saw the black and white Tai Chi diagram on the ship and a hint of joy appeared on its pale face.

“It’s the Wuji Sect!”

“The fleet of the large sects from the Star Ocean is finally here!”

Almost everyone recognized the sign on the battleship and were frightened at the same time.

The existence of the large sects in the Star Ocean wasn’t any secret to the cultivators in the entire Abandoned Planet Region. The Wuji Sect had already established the Wuji Arena on Earth a long time before and their Divine Princes had arrived on Earth a few years back. However, that was the first time for them to arrive on a giant ship with thousands of Golden Core Overlords.

The cultivators from Heavenly Jupiter and the others who were close to the North Qiong Sect thought, “Oh no, the Wuji Sect is here. What should Divine Lord Chen do?”

At the North Qiong Pavilion.

The members of the North Qiong Sect—who were at the moment discussing when and how they were going to hold the Divine Lord Coronation Ceremony—were startled at the same time. Jiang Churan, A’Xiu, Mu Xiao and Master Ling Yun immediately flew into the sky and looked out of the planet with Divine Powers.

Everyone remained silent after they noticed the thousands of Golden Core Cultivators who were lining up like ants and the Nascent Soul elders with powerful energy. Master Ling Yun even hit his own legs and yelled, “That’s really the fleet of the Wuji Sect. The black and white Tai Chi diagram is the Wuji Sect’s emblem.”

“We’re doomed. Divine Lord Chen killed the fourth Divine Prince of the Wuji Sect. They won’t simply let it go, now that they’re here on Earth,” Master Ling Yun said seriously.

The others, including Jiang Churan, were terrified.

August 13th, 2027.

The Wuji Sect fleet had arrived on Earth! The Divine General of the Wuji Sect, Yin Hai, was acting under the orders of the third Divine Prince, Yi Qian. He asked all the Nascent Soul Cultivators on Earth to hear the Divine Prince’s command.

A few cultivators from other planets were upset about this.

After all, not all the planets had been conquered by the large sects in the Star Ocean, like the eight alien races. For many of them, the large sects in the Star Ocean were extremely far away from them, countless light years away. So, why should they follow the orders of the Divine Prince?

“Not even Divine Lord Tatian or Divine Lord Chen of Earth would put on such airs,” said a cultivator from Planet Yinchuan.

“How dare you offend the Divine Prince! We’ll just kill you if you refuse to follow orders!” Yin Hai commanded with an indifferent voice. Dozens of peak-stage Golden Core Cultivators of the Wuji Sect behind him rushed forward together and immediately killed all the cultivators from Planet Yinchuan. The entire base was flooded with blood.

“Argh!”

A Nascent Soul Ancestral Patriarch of Planet Yinchuan flew out. He was enraged after witnessing this happen; he wanted to fight back with his life on the line. And yet, Divine General Yin Hai slashed him in half, together with his Nascent Soul. He had been completely unable to escape.

“Whoever offends the Divine Prince will end up like him!” Divine General Yin Hai said calmly.

That day.

Cultivators from four planets, including the Ancestral Patriarchs and disciples, were killed by Yin Hai. Over seven Nascent Soul Cultivators died and an area with a radius of a few hundred miles was leveled. All the cultivators from the other planets were frightened after seeing this. Even Ancestral Patriarch Anpo flew up and obeyed the third Divine Prince’s orders.

“They’re just a bunch of Pseudo-Nascent Soul Cultivators. Only you two are acceptable.” Yi Qian looked at them and grunted in disdain as he pointed at Heavenly Lord Anpo and the Blood Ancestor of the Kindred.

They had already reached the peak-stage of the Nascent Soul level and their power was comparable to a mid-stage Nascent Soul elder of a large sect in the Star Ocean.

But, there were more than eight mid-stage Nascent Soul elders and even dozens of early-stage Nascent Soul elders behind Yi Qian at the moment. They were as fierce as mountains and oceans, compressing the air as densely as water. Even if the Nascent Soul Cultivators of more than a hundred planets were there, they would be terrified and unwilling to make a move. The cultivators led by Ancestral Patriarch Anpo were even treating Divine Prince Yi Qian respectfully.

“Why aren’t the disciples of my brother’s sect here to meet me?” Yi Qian said lazily.

Ancestral Patriarch Anpo moved closer and replied respectfully, “Your Highness, the fourth Divine Prince’s Wuji Arena has already been destroyed by Chen Beixuan a year ago. Not only the Wuji Arena, even the sects of the Taichu Divine Realm, the Niekong Sect and the Apollo Palace were also exterminated by him.”

“Oh?”

Yi Qian narrowed his glittery eyes.

An elder of the Wuji Sect shouted, “How dare he exterminate a Wuji Sect branch? Who’s this Chen Beixuan? Where is he? Ask him to come and kneel before His Majesty, or we’ll kill everyone in his sect!”

“Your Majesty, elders, Chen Beixuan is the most powerful Overlord in the Abandoned Planet Region. He defeated Mount Emperor at the Golden Core Level and rose to the top of Planet Tianhuang. Some sects are about to title him Divine Lord. I heard that they’re going to organize the Divine Lord Coronation Ceremony at the North Qiong Sect soon,” the first Blood Ancestor of the Kindred replied.

“Divine Lord? Haha!”

The elders on the Wuji Starship burst into laughter. Even Divine Prince Yi Qian shook his head with a smile. “This is indeed a barren land, the broken Abandoned Planet Region. A Golden Core Cultivator is about to become a Divine Lord? Those who are not Soul Formation Grand Cultivators wouldn’t even dare to call themselves Divine Lords in the Little South Heavenly Realm. If they did, the people in the other planet regions would say that we don’t have any powerful cultivators.”

“Right, right!” Heavenly Lord Anpo, who was being scolded at the moment, nodded with a beaming smile.

“Fine, just ask Chen Beixuan to come. I want to see him. Yin Hai, move your troop to take him down. Go to the deity ground and contact my brother as well. Why is he still not here to meet me after so long?” Divine Prince Yi Qian said.

“Yes!” Yin Hai replied.

“I heard that Chen Beixuan is currently in the deity ground, but his sect, the North Qiong Sect, is still on Earth. We’re willing to lead the way for Divine General Yin Hai,” Ancestral Patriarch Anpo said while the first Blood Ancestor of the Kindred also agreed.

With Divine Prince Yi Qian’s approval, Ancestral Patriarch Anpo and the others followed Divine General Yin Hai as he descended.

At the top of Mount North Qiong.

The first Blood Ancestor of the Kindred was enveloped in black fog and its face was pale. It said with an owl-like voice, “That kid of the North Qiong Sect must have never thought I would be back again.”