Chapter 1079: Desperate Earth
The weather began to change when beasts like dragons and tigers showed up. Even while being limited by the laws on Earth, a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator could control the weather within ten miles. Since there were a hundred Golden Core Cultivators in one place, how terrifying would that be?
“Boom!”
There was an explosion and a giant hole appeared among the clouds. Wind raged, lightning struck and claps of thunder were heard. Chu Zhou City seemed to have gone through all four seasons in a blink, leaving summer in the end. The thick layers of thunderclouds were gathered, as if there were billions of Heavenly Generals surrounding Yun Wu Mountain.
The hundred Golden Core Cultivators of the alien races stood there with their hands behind them and fierce looks. They were all wearing black robes and armors; none of them said a word.
All the onlookers were gazing upward. There were cultivators from the Demon Tribe with black scales over their bodies and horns on their heads. There were strange-looking Monsters and those from the Light Race with wings on their backs. There were members of the Gold Clan who had golden bodies, and the Kindred wearing crimson capes, who had pale faces with crimson eyes…
The eight alien races were all there, more than a hundred Golden Core Cultivators!
In an instant—
The entire Earth went silent.
The people who saw this—through the live-broadcasts, televisions, the Internet, satellites and distant filming equipment—felt short of breath.
“How is that possible? Why are there so many Golden Core Cultivators?” Countless people thought.
What were Golden Core Overlords? There might not be even a few in a country of a family. China was said to have the most number of Golden Core Cultivators, but there were only eight of them. Ancestral Dragon, Ye Nantian, the Ancestral Master of the Ba Ji Sect, the Ancestral Patriarch of Tantric Buddhism… Each of them could shake the planet by stomping their feet and they were the last line of defense of the human race to threaten the alien races.
This day, less than five Golden Core Cultivators of the human race went to Yun Wu Mountain.
Many people thought it was enough.
Five Golden Core Cultivators and Chen Beixuan, who claimed to be invincible, should be able to fight against ten Golden Core Cultivators of the alien races, but the Dark Races had actually sent more than a hundred of them. How could they take it?
“Chatter, chatter.”
Some people were grinding their teeth.
Fear!
It felt as if the proverbial ice water had been poured over people’s heads, washing away all their arrogance. The Dark Races didn’t say anything or do anything. They only sent a hundred Golden Core Cultivators there and that was already enough!
They could already send out a hundred Golden Core Cultivators to deal with the declined North Qiong Sect and Chen Beixuan.
Then, if there ever was a full-out war against humans on Earth one day, would they send out a thousand Golden Core Cultivators?
This day.
There were only a few dozens of Golden Core Cultivators altogether among the human cultivators. How could they fight against the massive number of Golden Core Cultivators from the Dark Races? Some clever people even thought of the mysterious cultivation sacred grounds.
If the Taichu Temple, the Wuji Arena, the Sun Palace and the Xuankong Sect could suppress the Dark Races, how terrifying would they be?
After thinking of this, many people were left out of breath.
“Ah!”
Tang Yuanqin shook his head.
He knew that Earth would never be the same after this day. The Dark Races had sent a hundred Golden Core Cultivators, flooding the entire Yun Wu Mountain to warn humans. They could call on an entire army at any time they wanted to level the planet.
And Chen Fan would be the one being slaughtered.
“Perfected Cultivator Chen, did you know this would happen?” Tang Yuanqin looked at the peak of Yun Wu Mountain.
At this moment.
Not only him, many others who were related to Chen Fan felt their hearts sink. As he faced a hundred Golden Core Cultivators, even those who were confident in Chen Fan had to admit that this might be the first and last time he lost a battle in his life!
With a hundred Golden Core Cultivators present—
Chen Fan couldn’t even run away.
Auntie Tang clenched her fists and her nails dug into her palms. Blood oozed out, but she didn’t notice. She only stood upright, staring at Yun Wu Mountain.
Jiang Feifei was still a bit discontented with Chen Fan, but she then felt sorry for him after witnessing this.
The fox was mourning over the death of the hare.
Chen Fan was the dead hare, while humans on Earth were the sad fox. If the Dark Races could defeat Chen Fan this day, they might destroy the planet the day after. As they considered the possibility, even Chen Fan’s enemies hoped for a miracle to happen, but nobody could imagine how powerful Chen Fan had to be to beat a hundred Golden Core Cultivators alone.
The Ancestral Master of the Ba Ji Sect suddenly said, “Besides, these alien races aren’t ordinary Golden Core Cultivators.”
He was in a studio in Chu Zhou City as a special guest; it was an interview conducted by a joint effort of the live-broadcast media and the television stations. He was the only one being interviewed who was a Golden Core Overlord.
“Perfected Cultivator Li, you mean…?” Jiang Hua asked.
Not only Mango Live, almost all the reporters from the live-broadcast platforms and television stations were in the studio, which was located on the top floor of the Tian Shen Building. This was the highest point in Chu Zhou City, and it overlooked the entire metropolis. Given their status as joint Presidents of the Tian Shen Corporation, Yang Chao and Zhang Yumeng were also allowed in the top floor. They immediately looked over after hearing what Perfected Cultivator Li said.
Not only them.
All the people watching the live-broadcasts were hoping to hear something uplifting from Ancestral Master Li, even if it was just a tiny hint of hope.
“A lot of people don’t know that the Golden Core has nine levels in total, three for each grade: superior grade, mid-grade and inferior grade. When going through the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation, the more a cultivator endures, the higher the level of his Golden Core is and the more powerful he will be. A ninth-grade Golden Core is nine times stronger than a first-grade,” Perfected Cultivator Li said slowly.
“You mean, those Dark Races are all inferior-grade Golden Core Cultivators, while Perfected Cultivator Chen is a superior-grade Golden Core Cultivator? So, there’s still hope?” Jiang Hua asked as he trembled.
Countless people looked over with anticipation.
But what Perfected Cultivator Li said next shattered everyone’s fantasy.
“No, I’m sure about Perfected Cultivator Chen, but the Golden Cores of those Dark Races are at least mid-grade or even superior-grade,” Perfected Cultivator Li said.
He hesitated, then continued, “In fact, only General Ye Nantian in the cultivation world on Earth has formed a superior-grade Golden Core. The others are at most mid-grade. Most are of inferior-grade, including mine.”
After hearing what he said—
Billions of people on the planet were heartbroken. If there weren’t many mid-grade and superior-grade Golden Core Cultivators in the cultivation world, and all the alien races had at least mid-grade Golden Core Cultivators, did this mean that Earth and Chen Fan had no hope at all?
At that moment, everyone felt endless despair.
Perfected Cultivator Li was right.
Those Overlords of the alien races followed their Nascent Soul Ancestral Masters to visit the Earth through the Path of Heaven. The weaker ones had already died on the way over. So, those who could make it to Earth were at least mid-grade or superior-grade Golden Core Cultivators. Some of them had even reached the peak-stage and were only half a step away from the Nascent Soul Level.
In fact…
Any of their Golden Core Cultivators could single handedly dominate the planet. Even Perfected Cultivator Li and Sacred Eye might not be able to resist them.
However, humans on Earth didn’t know about this. They knew the Dark Races were strong, but they had never thought that they were a hundred times more powerful than the cultivators on the planet.
When they realized that, they immediately went silent. There was only a sense of despair in their minds.
One Golden Core Cultivator of the alien races could already conquer Earth.
How could they resist a hundred of them?
No matter how strong Chen Fan was, he was alone. How could he resist a hundred Golden Core Cultivators at the same time? Many people guessed that even if Chen Fan entered the Nascent Soul Level, he would still be killed by those alien elites.
At that moment.
Everyone gave up hope that Chen Fan would win.
Even the remaining disciples of the North Qiong Sect on Yun Wu Mountain felt a chill down their spines.
“Perfected Cultivator Chen!”
Azure Dragon looked up with a hint of anger, despair and hope in his eyes. He hoped that Chen Fan could create another miracle like he did in the past, defeating all his enemies and killing all the Golden Core Cultivators. And yet, when Azure Dragon glanced at those Overlords, there was only devastation left in his mind.