<h4>Chapter 948: Chapter 945: Crushing the Eight Provinces’ Experts</h4>


    "How can this be?"


    "What in the world is happening?"


    Cultivators from the Eight States felt a chill creeping up their spines, their eyes filled with incredulous disbelief.


    They simply couldn’t ept that Wu Qilong was struck to death by purple Divine Thunder.


    Why, when they were both in mid-air, was their person the one struck by lightning?


    Yet Wan Jie remained unharmed, as if assisted by divine forces.


    This left everyone sensing an eerie and ominous atmosphere.


    Today’s events were too bizarre and extraordinary, making it hard for them to ept.


    Moreover, losing two Golden Core Peak Experts consecutively had dealt a fatal blow to their morale.


    Xu Canghai floated in mid-air, standing on a longsword, his green robe fluttering loudly. He held one hand behind him, a faintly indifferent expression on his face: "Do you know why this is happening?"


    "The reason is simple."


    "We Qingzhou Cultivators have the advantage of timing, terrain, and unity."


    "This is fate."


    "Based on what can you hope to shake us?"


    Huo Jiuyan, infuriated, refused to relent: "Man can conquer Heaven, even if you have the advantage of timing, terrain, and unity, today we Eight States Cultivators will annihte the Jade Maiden Pce!"


    "Indeed, today we are determined to breach the Jade Maiden Pce."


    The Peak Experts of the Eight States Golden Core Stage all spoke up.


    To them,


    The battle wasn’t about capturing how many female cultivators anymore.


    The crucial thing was to break through the Qingzhou Cultivation World.


    If not, they would definitely be aughingstock in the world.


    Even they found it hard to ept that the Eight States alliance couldn’t defeat Qingzhou Cultivators.


    After all,


    Qingzhou was the weakest among the Nine Provinces!


    "Who dares to fight me?"


    Holding a silver longsword, Meng Hao’s voice was like thunder, echoing across the sky.


    He was the strongest among the younger generation in the Qingzhou Cultivation Realm, not wanting Wan Jie to steal all the spotlight.


    "Father, let me y this child," Huo Anshou wielded a Mountain Cleaving Axe, eager to kill a Heavenly Pride from the Qingzhou Cultivation Realm to boost morale.


    Huo Jiuyan nodded slightly.


    Meng Hao had only a Golden Core Stage Level 3 cultivation level, while his son had a peak cultivation level, a six-realm difference.


    In his view, killing Meng Hao was as easy as taking something from a pocket.


    "Meet your end!"


    Huo Anshou raised his broadaxe angrily, like a Celestial God performing a Splitting Mountain Strike, ruthlessly shing toward Meng Hao.


    "Go!"


    Meng Hao pinched the spell with both hands.


    The longsword in his hand erupted with terrifying Sword Qi, directly meeting Huo Anshou’s attack.


    ng! Dong!


    Weapons collided, producing crisp sounds of collision.


    The terrifying energy warped the void.


    Seeing Huo Anshou barely a hundred meters from Meng Hao, the air before him mysteriously revealed a time-space rift.


    "Father, save me!"


    Facing the close time-space rift, terror struck Huo Anshou.


    He wanted to fly back.


    But he experienced inertia while descending.


    Still,


    The time-space rift also possessed a horrifying devouring force.


    He couldn’t save himself.


    "What?"


    Upon seeing the time-space rift before his son, Huo Jiuyan’s pupils trembled violently, instinctively flying forward to save his son.


    But when he grabbed his son’s robe,


    The robe emitted a tearing sound.


    "No!"


    Huo Jiuyan screamed heart-wrenchingly, his eyes furious, watching as his son was swallowed by the time-space rift, powerless.


    Even as the strongest across the Nine Provinces, against the time-space rift, he too would perish.


    Cultivators from the Eight States were dumbfounded.


    They truly couldn’tprehend.


    Why was Huo Anshou so unlucky to fall into a time-space rift?


    "It’s all your fault!"


    "If not for you, my son wouldn’t have died tragically!"


    "Die!"


    Huo Jiuyan roared like thunder, palming toward Meng Hao.


    The terrifying palm wind transformed into a de light, carrying destructive energy, appearing like a rainbow across the sun before Meng Hao.


    But surprisingly,


    When the terrifying de light drew close to Meng Hao, a time-space rift appeared in the air before him, swallowing the de light.


    "Sect Leader Huo, don’t fall for it!"


    An elder spoke: "There’s something strange here, don’t act impulsively."


    They weren’t fools.


    Clearly feeling the strange atmosphere here.


    As though,


    Their opponent really possessed the advantage of timing, terrain, and unity.


    While they had no advantage.


    Furthermore, they were unlucky here.


    Huo Jiuyan angrily flew back to the formation, struggling to calm down, not letting anyone continue to mor.


    Because in such circumstances, the best course was to wait.


    Wait for their fortune to dissipate.


    Indeed,


    Even if fortune couldn’t be seen or touched, it truly existed.


    "So bored waiting, is anyone willing to charge into the enemy’s ranks with me?" Xu Canghai’s voice reverberated through the sky.


    "We are willing to charge into the enemy’s ranks!"


    Each Qingzhou Cultivator seemed thrilled, fired up.


    They seemed aware the Heavenly Dao was favoring them.


    Therefore, they feared nothing.


    "Charge!"


    Xu Canghai pointed his sword at the Eight States Cultivators, transforming into a shadow and charging toward the enemy formation. Behind him, hundreds of Sword Qi emerged, each suffocating.


    All others followed closely.


    Their morale soared.


    Undefeated.


    Though numbering only four hundred, against nearly ten thousand opponents,


    they were like ferocious, frenzied wolves.


    The others were like gentlembs.


    Facing these ruthless individuals, Eight States Cultivatorscked courage, only dodging everywhere.


    The horrific screams echoed endlessly in the sky.


    Blood rained.


    Corpses fell from the sky like dumplings.


    The scene was absolutely shocking.


    "You came here to provoke us."


    "You are Eight States experts!"


    "Why run?"


    "Can’t you stand and fight like equals?" a Qingzhou Golden Core Period Expert shouted, eyes brimming with excitement.


    They never dreamed of fighting the Eight States experts one day.


    Moreover,


    this battle was exhrating.


    Even Eight States experts couldn’t retaliate before them, only fleeing in panic.


    "I can’t hold back anymore!"


    A Golden Core Peak Expert red, pinching the spell, a massive Magic Artifact appeared in the void.


    This artifact was incredibly rare, capable of devouring everything.


    Yet at the instant he summoned the artifact,


    an unsparing purple Divine Thunder struck the artifact.


    Poof!


    The artifact shattered instantly; the Golden Core Period Expert vomited blood, dying breathlessly!


    The artifact had long fused with him; when damaged, it backfired on him.


    "Damn it!" An elder raged: "What the hell is this? Why do our people get struck by lightning when using artifacts, while Qingzhou Cultivators remain unaffected?"