Cultivation Starts from Farming

The efficiency of the slaughter was several times faster than the Human Race cultivators below who relied on arrays for passive defense.

"Hiss!"

Even though they had long heard of Xu Ping’s impressive sword array,

at this moment, witnessing its might with their own eyes, the numerous cultivators resisting the low-level ancient demons from afar couldn’t help but gasp.

As for Shan Tianyou and his companion, they were inwardly astonished.

The power of this sword array was simply terrifying, even stronger than ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Even True Monarch Wu Ya and Xuanmo True Monarch couldn’t help but focus some attention on Xu Ping.

"This child... truly lives up to his reputation!" True Monarch Wu Ya’s eyes narrowed slightly.

On the shadowy face of Xuanmo True Monarch, that eerie smile grew deeper, thinking something unknown.

As for the Corpse Centipede Demon Lord, who was primarily targeted by the sword array, it felt the brunt of it.

The endless Sword Qi instantly covered its hard carapace with fine sword marks, causing green demon blood to seep continuously, and its actions were completely stalled, as if trapped in a quagmire of Sword Qi.

It emitted angry and agitated hisses, its hundred legs flailing, poison mist spewing, yet it couldn’t break free from the constraints of the Sword Domain.

Shan Tianyou and True Monarch Wu Ya seized the opportunity, intensifying their assault with more ferocity.

Shan Tianyou’s treasured mirror focused its brilliance like a pillar, mercilessly hitting the demon lord’s joints, causing its movements to continually deform.

Master Shuidi summoned vast tidal waves, overwhelming it to suppress.

The battle seemed to be turning one-sided.

However, Xu Ping’s goal was not merely suppression.

But... annihilation!

A cold glint flashed in Xu Ping’s eyes like a starburst, while the Divine Sense in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness condensed and compressed with unprecedented intensity.

Even his brow faintly emitted an invisible, chilling wave.

Buzz!

Xu Ping abruptly opened his mouth. Though seemingly silent, two extremely fine, almost entirely transparent shadows, seemingly made of pure nothingness, shot out from his mouth noiselessly!

Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure—the Soul-Breaking Needle!

After being reforged with high-quality Moon Shadow Stone, the needle underwent a qualitative leap.

Its speed surpassed the capture limits of an ordinary cultivator’s Divine Sense! Its stealth was nearly one with the void.

Its penetrating power specialized in breaking through myriad defenses, directly attacking the core of the Divine Soul.

The four late-stage Nascent Soul great cultivators present could only barely capture a trace... a spatial ripple and soul tremor finer than ten thousand times a spider silk.

They couldn’t even clearly see what it was!

"Puff! Puff!"

Two sounds so subtle they were nearly negligible.

The next moment—

"Awoooo!"

The Corpse Centipede Demon Lord, who had been frantically struggling within the sword array and battling Shan Tianyou and his companion, suddenly froze its mountain-like massive body.

All actions, whether it was the swinging hundred legs, the spewing poison mist, or the shrieking face on its back, in that instant... came to a complete halt.

Immediately following, a pinnacle of agony, as if its soul was being torn, and a desperate wail erupted from its throat’s depths.

The wail was so dreadful, it caused the surrounding sea surface to tremble slightly.

Soul-Breaking Needle!

Directly damaging the demon soul!

With Xu Ping’s Divine Sense, which surpassed ordinary late-stage cultivators, driving a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure focused on slaying souls, its power... was terrifying beyond words!

The Divine Sense strength of this Corpse Centipede Demon Lord was not top-notch among late-stage Nascent Soul ancient demons, even weaker than an average late-stage cultivator.

Its defense, in front of the soul-piercing Soul-Breaking Needle, was like a paper window, easily pierced, instantly devastating its core demon soul.

"What?!"

"Just now, was that...?"

"Soul attack?"

This time, even cultivators such as Xuanmo True Monarch, Master Shuidi, and True Monarch Wu Ya of the same level were completely taken aback.

They clearly felt the fleeting, soul-chilling dreadful wave.

Asking themselves, if that bizarre attack had targeted them... could they have completely avoided or blocked it?

The answer sent chills down their spine.

Looking towards Xu Ping, their gaze instantly filled with unprecedented wariness and seriousness.

This young man, not only was his sword array transcendent, he had even hidden such enigmatic, domineering, and unpredictable deadly techniques.

"Slash!"

How could Xu Ping miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

His sword finger suddenly drew to the sky, pushing the sword array’s power to its limits!

Seventy-three magic swords’ brilliance soared, merging into the phantasmal shadow of a towering giant sword, then exploded with a roar, transforming into a destructive sword rain that swept away everything.

Countless strands of extremely condensed Five Elements Sword Qi cascaded like a galaxy, instantly engulfing the defenseless Corpse Centipede Demon Lord, whose demon soul had been severely wounded.

Chichichichi——!

The grating sound of cutting rang densely.

Green demon blood poured like torrential rain, with its hard shell, monstrous hundred legs, disgusting compound eyes...

underneath the unending sword rain, were visibly sliced, shattered, and annihilated!

"Take action!"

Shan Tianyou and True Monarch Wu Ya snapped back from their shock, suppressing their fright, simultaneously unleashing their strongest attack.

The pillar of light from the treasured mirror struck like divine punishment into the demon lord’s wounds.

Endless seawater transformed into countless purifying patterns, penetrating its demon body, destroying it from within.

"Awoo..."

The Corpse Centipede Demon Lord’s wail quickly weakened.

A flash of light in Xu Ping’s eyes, his Sword Technique changed once more.

Buzz!

In an instant, all the sword rain transformed into a torrent, completely shrouding the Corpse Centipede Demon Lord.

As the sword rain gradually subsided and the brilliance faded,

what remained was a massive carcass, riddled with thousands of holes, nearly dismembered, its demonic energy fully dissipated.

Soon after, Xu Ping expressionlessly waved his sleeve and collected the demon lord’s carcass, as if he had done nothing more than a trivial task.

The entire process, from the Soul-Breaking Needle’s attack to the demon lord’s demise, took but a few breaths.

The other late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators opened their mouths, but in the end, said nothing.

Slaying this demon was largely due to Xu Ping’s contribution; his claiming the spoils left no room for objection.

Yet the shock and fear in their hearts lingered for a long time.

On the other side, the giant crocodile demon lord saw its companion slain so swiftly that its three ferocious heads simultaneously showed expressions of fear.