I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2378 - 1073: Slay It 2

Remaining in this spot forced Civet Power to split its focus just to shield him, which ended up weakening its own prowess.

"Thank you, senior. I'll be waiting for you in Central State!"

Right then, Su Taifeng had zero intentions of turning the tide; all he craved was a desperate escape.

He cursed his own overconfidence for dragging only a Rank-5 Civet Power along—if he'd foreseen this, he would've summoned the Master's Kui Beast without hesitation.

[Once I get back this time, I'll swallow the Heavenly Spirit Pill right away. After reaching Divinity Transformation, I'll master some mighty Divine Skills from the Ten Thousand Spirits Great Method, then plot how to make this Chen Guixian pay...]

Su Taifeng was already plotting his revenge in detail, his fingers flashing quickly as he activated an Escape Sky Talisman. A brilliant silver orb of light wrapped around him, ready to whisk him away through teleportation.

From mid-air, Chen Mobai pointed his right index finger, lightly drawing a line through the empty space aimed straight at Su Taifeng's position.

In an instant, Su Taifeng sensed a sharp ache at his throat, his hand flying up to feel it, only to discover fresh blood.

His eyes bulged wide in shock, utterly clueless about when the wound had appeared.

"Why won't this Escape Sky Talisman activate?"

Yet in that very instant, he uncovered the most dreadful development.

The silvery light orb that had been surrounding him vanished without warning, thanks to Chen Mobai's deployment of the Blade of the Void. By tapping into the stored Power of Void within the Escape Sky Talisman, he delivered a devastating sword strike right at Su Taifeng.

"Your physique is tougher than I'd imagined. I figured that strike would've cleanly separated your head from your shoulders."

Chen Mobai gazed at Su Taifeng, noting just a thin red mark across the neck with the head firmly in place, giving a slight nod of approval.

"This... it's the Taixu True Sword Art!"

In that flash, Su Taifeng pieced it together—the only force capable of halting an Escape Sky Talisman belonged to the Taixu MiaoMiao Palace. And solely this unfathomably deep Supreme Sword Technique could harness the Escape Sky Talisman's Power of Void, forging it into a lethal blade against foes.

"Aren't you supposed to be Yi Yuan True Monarch's disciple?"

Su Taifeng felt a surge of relief that he hadn't called back the Mount Tai Seal; moments ago, the Magic Artifact had automatically guarded its owner, absorbing the bulk of the Blade of the Void's force. Coupled with his robust build, the blow had merely grazed the outer layer of his skin.

Yet Chen Mobai's mastery of the Taixu True Sword Art left him utterly stunned.

He even began doubting if Taixu MiaoMiao Palace aimed to seize Yi Yuan True Monarch's legacy, planting Chen Mobai as a hidden agent.

After all, Taixu MiaoMiao Palace wielded immense might; while they openly shared their Void Law Body and similar arts, the lineage of the Taixu True Sword Art had always remained strictly internal.

"I've merely inherited and vastly expanded the teachings Yi Yuan True Monarch passed down. But don't worry, I have no ties to Taixu MiaoMiao Palace."

While Chen Mobai uttered those words, his Second Primeval Spirit had already emerged at his side. As the Primordial Yang Sword clashed against Civet Power's fangs, he snapped a finger, summoning the Fire Path Dao Fruits at the same time. He drew in the ambient spiritual energy from nature, unleashing yet another sword slash toward Su Taifeng.

He hadn't anticipated the Blade of the Void finishing off Su Taifeng; merely nullifying the Escape Sky Talisman had served its purpose.

The instant the Second Primeval Spirit struck out, confronting Su Taifeng head-on, a wave of utter hopelessness washed over his features.

Right then, he was certain Chen Mobai had achieved Divinity Transformation.

As Su Taifeng poured his Origin True Qi into the Mount Tai Seal to fend off the assault with that Magic Artifact, he also fell back toward Civet Power.

At the same time, Civet Power let out a fierce bellow, its broad nostrils blasting out a yellowish divine glow laced with an awful force that froze everything in its path, enveloping Chen Mobai's form in hopes of forcing him to pull back the Second Primeval Spirit for protection.

Chen Mobai simply smirked, his entire figure shimmering with silver radiance before he abruptly vanished from sight.

Su Taifeng, who had been about to shift position, abruptly realized he was frozen in place.

"Void Lock! And you claim you're not with Taixu MiaoMiao Palace!"

Completely immobilized on the spot, that single realization dominated Su Taifeng's mind.

Roar!

Civet Power sensed the anomaly, pulling in spiritual energy from afar to cause the nearby ground to bulge upward. Successive waves of earth morphed into barriers, shielding Su Taifeng.

With the Second Primeval Spirit's Primordial Yang Sword Secret descending, streams of golden brilliance poured forth, carving through layer after layer of soil. At once, fire spiritual power and earth spiritual power from a ten-thousand-mile expanse surged in, empowered by two Divinity Transformations, igniting a ferocious clash.

Explosive booms echoed everywhere as the earth split apart, gushing forth dazzling molten flames.

The earthen shell encasing Su Taifeng finally shattered at its final barrier, exposing his scorched figure.

However, Chen Mobai's Rank-5 Echoes in the Void picked up faint signs of breath from him still.

Thanks to Civet Power's meddling, the brunt of the Primordial Yang Sword's destructive force—alongside the Mount Tai Seal and his Fifth Rank Forged Body—had managed to endure the onslaught.

This prompted a expression of respect from Chen Mobai.

Without the Second Primeval Spirit's training back in the Immortal Gate, a battle against this opponent would've left the outcome truly in doubt.

Yet in the present, both Su Taifeng and Civet Power were doomed to perish right here.

A mere flicker of intent crossed his mind, and icy glints sparked in Chen Mobai's gaze. The Primordial Yang Sword blazed with intense golden radiance, setting Civet Power's fangs ablaze with scorching fire.

Even detached from its main form, the fangs remained connected, so Civet Power endured an intense scorching sensation, compelled to withdraw them from beneath the Primordial Yang Sword's edge.

"You handle that pig. This Su Wuming belongs to me."