Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 818 Extraterrestrial Will
At this moment, Feng Wuji led twenty-three cultivators to surround the people of Bodhi Holy Land.

Upon seeing the injured Huixing and Huiben, a smile appeared on Feng Wuji's lips.
"The people of Bodhi Holy Land are still so brainless. My Heaven-Turning Seal was something you two were able to withstand with your bare hands. It was only by chance that it didn't kill you."

Hui Ben, with his fiery temper, said loudly, "Feng Wuji, what do you people from the Ancient Immortal Holy Land want to do? Do you really intend to fight to the death with my Bodhi Holy Land?"

Feng Wuji said calmly, "It's not a fight to the death. If we kill you all to silence you, who will know it was us?"

Huiben angrily said, "We had already agreed to settle the matter with a wager. You withdrew from the competition for Wushan, but now you're going back on your word. Won't you become a laughingstock to the world?"

Feng Wuji smiled faintly: "Stop talking nonsense. Have you all gone mad from chanting scriptures? Why can't you touch this place after losing the bet? You want to take over Wushan for yourself? The people of Bodhi Holy Land are far too arrogant!"

Huiben was furious, and the golden light on his body intensified once more, becoming even stronger than before.

He activated a secret technique, sparing no expense to improve his cultivation, in order to fight Feng Wuji to the death.

Huixing, who was standing nearby, calmly stopped him and whispered, "Don't act rashly."

At this moment, the monk Shenchan stepped forward and calmly said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, what exactly has my Bodhi Holy Land done to offend us? Is it really worth all this trouble just for the ruins of Wushan?"

Feng Wuji smiled and said, "Little monk, don't try to resolve this anymore. All of you will die here today, and even the Heavenly King himself can't stop you."

Immediately, the twenty-four experts from the ancient immortal holy lands all unleashed their cultivation and summoned their magical treasures.

They outnumbered the people of Bodhi Holy Land and had an overwhelming advantage over them, not to mention that they had also cultivated the mysterious and unpredictable God-Slaying Technique.

These twenty-four people have all cultivated the God-Slaying Technique. Once they unleash it, even the monk Shenchan would not be able to win and would surely perish here.

Feng Wuji felt a great sense of accomplishment at being able to kill the monk Shenchan, the future pillar of the Bodhi Holy Land.

The monk Shenchan was on high alert. He mustered his power and unleashed his sixteen-foot golden body, shining brightly with golden light. He stood on auspicious clouds, with a halo behind him that seemed to illuminate all the heavens and myriad worlds.

The monk Shenchan said coldly, "Since you don't understand reason, then I know a little about martial arts."

The monk Shenchan possessed astonishing comprehension; he was able to defeat several experts from ancient immortal holy lands who cultivated the God-Slaying Technique, demonstrating his remarkable cultivation.

It should be noted that he did not cultivate any special techniques; he relied purely on his own hard skills.

At this moment, a major battle was about to break out.

The monk Shenchan immediately used his divine sense to transmit a message to Huiben and Huixing.
"My two senior brothers, I'll hold them off for a while. You two figure out a way to break through and make sure the message gets out."

Both Huiben and Huixing were somewhat moved.

The divine Zen has a bright future ahead of him, yet he actually wants to die for his cause in order to seize a glimmer of hope for everyone!
Huiben quickly transmitted his voice and said, "Junior brother, don't be impulsive. So many of them have come today and are well prepared. Apart from you, I'm afraid no one can escape. We are just ordinary people in the sect, but we are willing to fight our way out for you!"

Although Huixing was very calm, he was prepared to fight to the death in order to protect the future of Bodhi Holy Land and preserve the possibility of revenge.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with unwavering determination. They both ignited their inner power, and in an instant, their auras rivaled those of the Divine Zen Monk.

The monk Shenchan was somewhat shaken, but his resolve was firm, and he did not show any weakness in his mind at this moment.

His gaze was fixed intently on Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuji's manipulation of the Heaven-Turning Seal posed a great threat to everyone present, and he needed to find a way to kill him in one move.

Feng Wuji felt the gaze of the monk Shenchan and his expression changed slightly. However, remembering his trump card, his courage returned, and he activated the Heaven-Turning Seal without hesitation.

The Heaven-Turning Seal grew taller again in the wind and slammed down hard.

This Heaven-Turning Seal is incredibly powerful. When it lands, it carries a terrifying aura. If his cultivation level hadn't been insufficient to unleash its full potential, Huiben and Huixing would have been crushed to death if they had dared to step forward and try to withstand it with their physical bodies.

However, the Heaven-Turning Seal still crashed down with terrifying thunder and fire, and the monk Shenchan roared and was about to meet it.

But at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the void.

The figure was tiny beneath the Heaven-Turning Seal, like an ant, but with just a wave of his hand, the Heaven-Turning Seal became immobile and was held up by him.

The monk Shenchan's gaze sharpened.

This was a young man with handsome features, thick, dark eyebrows like swords, and an upright posture.

Feng Wuji was somewhat shocked.

He would never have had the chance to use the Heaven-Turning Seal if he hadn't been given a special mission.

But at this moment, the magic weapon seemed to have lost control, and no matter how he tried to activate it, there was no response.

The young man flicked his finger, and the Heaven-Turning Seal trembled and rapidly shrank, finally turning into a small seal in his hand.

Everyone was shocked!

The conflict that was about to erupt was temporarily de-escalated.

The monk Shenchan exclaimed in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Chen, it's you!"

He had made a deal with Chen Wang, who had exchanged the Golden Body Liquid and the method for the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body from him.

Chen Wang was quite fond of this wealthy and generous young monk.

Chen Wang smiled at the monk Shenchan: "Long time no see, Shenchan."

His tone was nonchalant, as if he had just bumped into an acquaintance on the street and casually asked, "Have you eaten?" He completely disregarded the murderous aura emanating from the Ancient Immortal Holy Land.

Feng Wuji's expression changed slightly.

Chen Wang had once visited the ancient immortal holy land, which was magnificent. Feng Wuji was also among the crowd at that time.

At that moment, he recognized Chen Wang, and his whole body was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

Feng Wuji said in a deep voice, "So it's Dean Chen. This is a matter between us and the Bodhi Holy Land. I hope Dean Chen will not interfere."

Chen Wang is a master of the Integration Stage. Although they have some trump cards, they still try to avoid provoking him if possible.

Chen Wang looked at Feng Wuji and said indifferently, "Who do you think you are? You think you can just say you won't interfere and then not interfere? Where do you put my face?"

Chen Wang ignored him completely and went to the monk Shenchan, saying, "Little monk, it's been a long time. I heard that you became famous throughout the world after your battle. I am also happy for you."

The monk Shenchan sighed and said, "I am still not strong enough, otherwise, those fellow disciples would not have died so tragically."

Chen Wang said, "We have some history. How about I help you handle this matter today?"

The monk Shenchan was pleasantly surprised upon hearing this.

Chen Wang is a powerful cultivator in the Integration Stage, so it would be best if he were willing to lend a helping hand.

At this moment, the monk Shenchan said as if possessed, "But this humble monk has nothing that is worthy of your help, fellow Daoist."

Chen Wang laughed heartily: "What kind of person does this little monk take me for? This is a freebie today."

He found the young Zen monk quite pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Feng Wuji's expression changed, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Since Dean Chen is unwilling to give up, then we have no choice but to offend him!"

They immediately changed the formation, and the auras of the twenty-four people suddenly converged in one place, and they began to chant incantations.

In an instant, their auras underwent a dramatic transformation, each of them approaching the Nascent Soul stage. As a terrifying power descended upon them, twenty-four Nascent Soul stage experts instantly appeared.

This scene shocked everyone!

Even the resolute monk Shenchan couldn't help but waver at this moment, and said in shock, "Fellow Daoist Chen, the evil techniques they cultivate can forcibly raise one's cultivation level. You'd better not get involved in this matter."

The monk Shenchan was still kind-hearted and did not want to implicate Chen Wang.

Twenty-four Nascent Soul stage experts—just thinking about it sends chills down one's spine. This is a power capable of destroying the entire world. I never imagined that the Ancient Immortal Holy Land would be so powerful.

However, Chen Wang smiled slightly upon hearing this.

In the world of cultivation, intrigue and deceit are commonplace, so Chen Wang found it quite rare to encounter someone with the temperament of the young monk Shenchan.

He patted the little monk on the shoulder and said, "They're just pseudo-realms, nothing special."

Feng Wuji laughed arrogantly, "Pseudo-realm? We have twenty-four of us, we can crush you. Dean Chen, don't underestimate the heroes of the world."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wang chuckled: "Heroes of the world? You few dare to call yourselves heroes of the world? You're nothing but clowns."

At this moment, Feng Wuji stopped talking to Chen Wang. The twenty-four experts at the Fusion Realm joined forces, their auras converging, and fiercely attacked Chen Wang. Their divine powers erupted, dazzling and spectacular!

At this moment, Chen Wang pointed his fingers like a sword, mobilized the Dao of Life and Death to form a Dao sword, and thrust it out!
His swordsmanship was very simple, without any fancy moves, yet he easily broke through the combined divine power of these twenty-four Nascent Soul stage cultivators, which vanished in an instant.

Feng Wuji's expression changed slightly, but he still believed that victory was within his grasp.

At this moment, Chen Wang suddenly moved, slashing at a powerful figure from the Bodhi Holy Land with his sword.

With a single sword strike, the man's head flew off, a white-haired head floating in the air, blood gushing out.

Their combined formation was broken by Chen Wang in an instant.

At that moment, Feng Wuji immediately sensed the threat posed by Chen Wang.

They only temporarily possessed the power of the Fusion Stage, and were far inferior to Chen Wang, who was at the peak of the Fusion Stage.

Without the slightest hesitation, he unleashed the God-Slaying Technique.

Previously, they used the Divine Descent Technique, which could mobilize some power to forcibly boost their cultivation level, but it placed a huge burden on their bodies.

At this moment, the God-Slaying Technique was unleashed, and Chen Wang suddenly stopped and stood still.

Having fought against the God-Slaying Technique before, the Zen monk immediately shouted, "Be careful!"

He hadn't even reached the limit of the God-Slaying Technique, and the monk Shenchan even suspected that the people he had defeated that day were not quite proficient.

The God-Slaying Technique posed a great threat to him.

At this moment, Chen Wang looked on with curiosity.

When the twenty-four sharp beams of light converged and slashed down at Chen Wang, Chen Wang finally realized what was happening.
"As expected, it mobilizes the power from beyond the heavens. Very well, let's see how sharp my sword is!"

The strength of these twenty-four people was nothing in Chen Wang's eyes, but the sword from beyond the heavens carried an ancient and vast will.

Furthermore, with the added power of the Tribulation Transcending stage, only a small portion is needed to easily break through the divine abilities of a Fusion stage expert.

Chen Wang activated the Dao of Life and Death, converging it into a Dao sword, and thrust it out directly.

He thrust his sword directly at that sharp, cold light.

Boom!

The void is broken!

Chen Wang's sword energy clashed continuously with the God-Slaying Technique, and in the darkness, Chen Wang could feel a vast will watching him from beyond the heavens.

Chen Wang looked up, but couldn't see the owner of those eyes at all. Nevertheless, he continued to activate the Dao of Life and Death.

His sword light was extremely sharp, constantly shattering the cold light of the God-Slaying Technique.

The cold light was constantly being eliminated and forced back.

Everyone was shocked!
An elder at the Nascent Soul stage could not withstand this power; his body instantly burst into flames, turning transparent and merging into the God-Slaying Technique.

Then the second, the third... in the blink of an eye, eight elders uncontrollably transformed into supernatural powers and attacked Chen Wang!
Feng Wuji finally started to panic.

Even though Chen Wang had displayed extraordinary strength earlier, he didn't panic. After all, the Grand Elder had told them...
“We have powerful connections above us. Our ancestor will intervene from above and use the God-Slaying Technique to kill even mortal cultivators at the Fusion Stage.”

But Feng Wuji panicked at this moment, realizing that this was the method of killing.

At this moment, he felt that his body was no longer under his control. After using the God-Slaying Technique, he was no longer the master of the technique, but was instead enslaved by it.

In the blink of an eye, twelve Nascent Soul stage cultivators had merged into the God-Slaying Technique and were pressing down on Chen Wang.

Chen Wang's fighting spirit was also aroused at this moment, and he felt that the previous sword strike was not enough.

The Great Dao of Life and Death converges, life and death continue endlessly, and Chen Wang's sword light suddenly surged in power, forcing back the sharpness of this God-Slaying Technique.

The God-Slaying Technique still couldn't harm Chen Wang, who was currently locked in a distant struggle against the ancient will from beyond the heavens.

In the blink of an eye, only three of the twenty-four Nascent Soul stage cultivators remained, and Feng Wuji was one of them.

At this moment, his face showed terror, and he was completely flustered. He shouted, "Dean Chen, save me! I'm willing to serve under Dean Chen!"

A smile appeared in Chen Wang's eyes as he sneered, "Now you know how to suck up to powerful figures, but it's a bit like you're only trying to catch up at the last minute."

He now realized that Ye Qing Shuang was indeed insightful; the God-Slaying Technique was clearly marked, and the caster would be enslaved by it after its execution.

After being activated, the spell was completely out of their control; instead, it was cast by the ancient will from beyond the heavens.

Just like today, Chen Wang could feel that the ancient will could kill these Nascent Soul experts who were activating the God-Slaying Technique at any time and integrate them into the spell.

However, despite saying this, Chen Wang also wanted to keep Feng Wuji around for the time being.

At this moment, he flicked his finger, and the Great Dao of Life and Death converged, causing the sword light to surge once again, actually forcing the God-Slaying Technique back.

A dazzling light flashed, and the God-Slaying Technique was actually severed by Chen Wang.

Although the cold light was still about ten feet in size, its connection with the outside world had been severed.

Chen Wang sensed some fluctuation in the ancient will from beyond the heavens.

His sword strike was a divine skill he had recently comprehended, extremely domineering. Now that the sword had worked, Chen Wang was quite pleased with himself.

After this sword strike, besides Feng Wuji, another elder survived. The other elder had also been killed by the God-Slaying Technique and turned into nourishment.

Feng Wuji and another elder, Yan Huifeng, were both exhausted, panting heavily and unable to even lift their hands.

Just now, all their strength was drained, and their primordial spirits were also drawn away by the God-Slaying Technique. This feeling was truly terrifying.

At this moment, they saw that Chen Wang's eyes were somewhat complicated, and for a moment they did not know whether to hate him or be grateful to him.

(End of this chapter)