Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Chapter 912: Chapter 989: Victory, Invitation

Joyful Union Sect.

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered, thunder rolled, and the world was shrouded in darkness.

A bolt of Black Thunder, about half a meter thick, descended from the heavens, carrying an aura of annihilation, fiercely striking down, filling the world with an oppressive atmosphere.

“Purple Sky Divine Thunder.”

The representatives of various Immortal Sects and powers, witnessing the Black Thunder descending from the sky, slightly narrowed their pupils.

Purple Sky Divine Thunder is one of the supreme Divine Techniques of Daoism. After the fragmentation of Daoism, it was inherited by the Daoist Alliance.

This Divine Technique is extremely domineering and fierce, even within the Daoist Alliance, few Core Disciples have mastered it.

Furthermore, observing the color of this thunder, it has reached the stage of Black Thunder, truly shocking.

The formidable extent of the Three Immortal Body’s Talent is astonishing.

How long has Chen Mo been in the Daoist Alliance, yet he has cultivated such a supreme Divine Technique to the level of Black Thunder.

Below, Hua Wuxie looked at the Black Thunder descending with immense power, his expression incredibly grave.

He once again took out the Paper Fan, and with a fierce flash, countless petals flew over, condensing into huge flower walls above his head, all covered in powerful True Qi.

At this moment, Hua Wuxie was clearly using all his strength, not daring to be careless.

Boom!

However, even facing the dense flower walls, the Black Thunder still charged through, unstoppable, destroying all obstacles in its path.

Within a few breaths, all the flower walls were penetrated.

The Black Thunder at this moment had shrunk to half its original size, evidently having expended much of its power, yet its residual power remained astonishingly fierce, striking down brutally on Hua Wuxie’s body.

Hua Wuxie raised the Paper Fan over his head to resist.

“Bang!”

In mid-air, he was directly struck by the Black Thunder, crashing heavily onto the plaza.

But at this moment, the power of the Black Thunder was still easily bearable for Hua Wuxie.

“Is that all?” Hua Wuxie struggled to rise, sneering.

“Is it?”

Chen Mo’s mouth curled slightly, and in the next moment, Hua Wuxie’s expression drastically changed.

From the heavens came rolling thunder; terrifying Black Thunders, one after another, carrying the aura of annihilation, enveloped toward Hua Wuxie.

Each terrifying Black Thunder was nearly half a meter thick.

Hua Wuxie no longer opted to withstand them head-on, swiftly dodging on the plaza, while the Black Thunders pursued him relentlessly.

Moreover, Chen Mo continually manipulated the True Qi torrent ahead to interfere, forcing Hua Wuxie to withstand them.

He stared at the rapidly enlarging black thunder and took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers tightly, countless petals flew over to him, enveloping him, as if donning armor made of condensed petals, his heart racing, blood vibrating intensely, and the surging power of his body erupted.

Suddenly, pink floral patterns appeared on his skin.

Within him, it seemed as if a roar sounded; he took a step forward, clenched his five fingers tightly, and threw a punch, releasing a torrent of pink light from his fist, colliding fiercely with the Black Thunder.

“Boom!”

The heavy strike of the Black Thunder hit Hua Wuxie’s fist, causing the pink light around the fist to rapidly dissipate.

“Break for me!”

Hua Wuxie roared furiously, and the pink light shone brilliantly, as he struck the Black Thunder with a single punch. Yet soon, a successive Black Thunder bent his straight waist downward.

Before the second Black Thunder dissipated, the third, fourth, and fifth Black Thunder followed closely, all carrying the aura of destruction.

“Bang!”

Hua Wuxie was directly crushed to the plaza ground by the Black Thunder, his face pressed against the bluestone of the plaza, the flower armor on his body constantly being worn away by the Black Thunder.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The entire plaza suddenly turned into a thunder-stricken land, blinding black light, daring no one to look directly.

The spectators around the plaza watched the scene before them in utter shock.

“Boom!”

With the descent of the last Black Thunder, the flower armor on Hua Wuxie’s body finally reached its limit, cracking with a resounding snap.

And with the loss of obstruction from the flower armor, the thunder spread even more wantonly.

“Pfft…”

Under the ravages of the thunder, Hua Wuxie’s robes tore apart, his hair exploded outward, and a mouthful of fresh blood spat out from his mouth, splattering the plaza, his face pale.

At this moment, however, the rampant thunder gradually dissipated.

Hua Wuxie’s robes were tattered, with blood dripping all over him, his hair hanging over his shoulders like a beggar, looking extremely ragged, and he struggled to get back on his feet, the blood stains at the corner of his mouth vaguely visible.

Yet in the next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.

He saw a figure flying toward him, kicking him off the plaza, smashing onto a Flower Mountain, where countless petals buried him.

According to the rules of the Flower God Blessing Contest, whoever leaves the plaza will be judged to have lost.

Despite being an Immortal Body, Hua Wuxie was indeed knocked out of the plaza but hadn’t yet completely lost the ability to fight, though he had lost.

His mouth twitched slightly, his face dark and terrifying, the piercing gazes from all directions made him uneasy all over.

He lost.

He actually lost to someone in the Divinity Transformation Early Stage.

Even though the opponent has the Three Immortal Body, amid such a great gap in strength, his defeat seemed incredibly embarrassing.

“Wow!”

Hua Wuxie’s defeat caused the crowd to burst into an uproar.

Many eyes shifted from Hua Wuxie to Chen Mo.

They were filled with disbelief.

Is this the terror of the Three Immortal Body?

With cultivation in the Divinity Transformation Early Stage, he unexpectedly strongly defeated Hua Wuxie of the Void Realm Early Stage.

After a brief silence, the numerous female disciples of the Joyful Union Sect looked at Chen Mo with even more passionate eyes.

The unleashed strength of the Three Immortal Body was so strong, a night spent with him would surely enhance their own strength greatly.

Even some female Elders on the flower chairs had a hint of radiance in their eyes.

“I concede.”

On the other side, Liu Xi watched as Hua Wuxie was thrown out and showed not the slightest concern, rather her interest in Chen Mo deepened.

Seeing Su Mengyan coming to attack again relentlessly, Liu Xi chose to concede.

Even if she hadn’t chosen to concede, she wouldn’t have been able to match Chen Mo or Su Mengyan.

Although the rule is that leaving the plaza means losing, conceding is also within the rules.

With so many watching, Liu Xi conceding naturally meant Su Mengyan couldn’t continue the fight; she had to halt, retracting her external True Qi, and stared solemnly at Liu Xi.

But Liu Xi was not looking at Su Mengyan; instead, she glanced at Chen Mo, sending a Transmission, “Daoist Chen Mo, are you available tomorrow? I’d like to invite you for tea, top-grade Enlightenment Tea.”

Liu Xi extended the invitation to Chen Mo.

“Not available.” Chen Mo refused.