Planet Pulverizer: A Mortal's Ascent

Chapter 342: Immortal

What did Master Astral Cultivators represent? They were powerful figures qualified to join the Human Alliance upon founding a nation.

Across the Six Extremities, they belonged to the highest echelons of society, capable of directly participating in and influencing the decision-making of any country. A Master Astral Cultivator often embodied not just individual power but also the stance of their nation.

For instance, these two individuals represented not only the Martial God Hall and the Shang Martial Academy but also the interests of the Great Shang's martial arts community, as well as its stakes in the land of Great Moon.

Opposing them was tantamount to provoking Great Shang's policies toward the martial arts world and its national strategy for Great Moon.

Given their authority, they could, if necessary, bypass the royal family and command the stationed troops on Great Moon's land to engage a particular warlord. Yet now, these two esteemed individuals found themselves disrespected by a Martial God from Great Moon—one who had previously shown them hostility.

This was simply... absurd!

"How arrogant!"

"If you wish to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Hong Zhenshan and Ying Zhao shouted as they launched their attacks simultaneously.

They knew the Dragonfist Sect Sect Master had defeated three Top-Tier Astral Cultivators before. That was precisely why they had decided to act together, exercising caution.

However, as soon as they made their moves, they sensed the presence of another Master Astral Cultivator. As a result, they both opted to end the battle swiftly.

Brilliant starlight burst forth from their bodies. Ying Zhao's starlight condensed behind him into a colossal ten-meter-tall demon god, with three heads and six arms.

This monstrous entity rained down a barrage of long spears, bows, curved blades, divine swords, and shields toward Li Pin, all of which were natal spirit weapons crafted from top-tier astral equipment materials.

Meanwhile, Hong Zhenshan ascended into the air. Bathed in starlight, he summoned a dark Arbiter Spirit Weapon.

A powerful mental spirit welled up within him, transforming into a surge of fury and murderous intent. The mere overflow of his spiritual energy caused the surrounding air to heat up rapidly, as if a blazing inferno had erupted from nothingness.

Although no visible flames surrounded the Arbiter Spirit Weapon, the spirit fire caused it to heat up rapidly, igniting within a second.

"Die!" boomed Hong Zhenshan.

As he swung the Arbiter Spirit Weapon, a brilliant flame blazed in the air, coiling around the descending weapon like a fiery dragon and striking with devastating force.

Before the weapon even reached Li Pin, its terrifying heat had already scorched the area within several dozen meters, turning it into a sea of fire.

The spirit fire propelled the Arbiter Spirit Weapon, creating a blazing tail several dozen meters long. Under the blockade of the spear, blade, and sword wielded by Ying Zhao’s manifested demon god, it charged straight toward Li Pin.

Clang!

As the fire dragon-like rolling flames scorched the air, a piercing sword light surged forward to meet them!

To be precise... it was lightning!

Amidst the dazzling lightning, a sword strike, accompanied by a resounding sword hum, sliced through the flames and collided precisely with the Arbiter Spirit Weapon.

The instant the flame and lightning met, a violent explosion of energy tore through the air, creating a visible shockwave that swept through the palace several dozen meters, as if it had been struck by a category eighteen hurricane.

The walls and beams of the intricately designed two-story palace collapsed on the spot, its shattered fragments scattered away by the wind-like shockwave.

However, despite the terrifying energy blast, the demon god formed by Ying Zhao remained completely unaffected. The spear, blade, and sword tore through the storm-like shockwave, aiming directly at Li Pin.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and sparks flew!

In an instant, Li Pin, who had just blocked Hong Zhenshan's fiery attack, found himself facing over a dozen strikes.

The attacks from the three-headed, six-armed demon god came down like a storm. Each blow struck with the weight of a cannon, capable of shattering mountains. The sheer force shattered the stone-paved ground beneath them, leaving Li Pin with no space to maneuver.

"Again! Spirit Fire, burn!"

As Ying Zhao suppressed Li Pin, Hong Zhenshan prepared his second strike.

Accompanied by a roar reminiscent of a fire dragon, another fiery spirit weapon, measuring over ten meters long and radiating terrifying heat, came crashing down toward Li Pin.

Li Pin sensed the danger and swiftly retreated, but was intercepted by an arrow that tore through the air with supersonic speed.

Before he could regain his footing, the Arbiter Spirit Weapon struck down before him, trailing its blazing tail.

Rumble, rumble!

A deafening roar echoed as if a thermobaric bomb had exploded in the air. In the next moment, a brief flash overtook the area before intense flames came to life.

A shockwave erupted.

The already collapsing palace crumbled like a sandcastle hit by a tidal wave. Countless grains of sand and dust were swept outward by the gust, reaching hundreds of meters away.

The entire palace, centered around the residence of the two Master Astral Cultivators, was reduced to rubble within a hundred-meter radius.

Amidst the raging shockwave and lightning, a figure was sent flying over a hundred meters into the air before crashing through a pavilion like a cannonball.

It was Li Pin.

This attack had dealt him a heavy blow. Many parts of his clothes had been burnt to ash and his arms were covered in charred wounds.

However, despite that, his aura didn't weaken. Instead, his fighting spirit flared even stronger.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good!" gushed Li Pin, his voice echoing through the clouds. "Master Astral Cultivators, you did not disappoint!"

Seeing Li Pin blasted into the sky, soaring through the clouds, Hong Zhenshan came to a conclusion. "He's trying to escape!?"

"Escape!? Does he really think he can get away without our consent!?"

Hong Zhenshan and Ying Zhao shot into the sky, crossing hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

In the air, the towering shadow of Ying Zhao, fully formed from starlight and standing over ten meters tall, drew its bow and shot arrow after arrow. Each streak of light was aimed directly at Li Pin, intending to kill him.

Taking advantage of Ying Zhao's barrage, flames erupted fiercely around Hong Zhenshan once again. Empowered by the Arbiter Spirit Weapon, the flames seemed ready to ignite the entire sky.

"You're worthy of me going all out!" roared Li Pin.

With a resounding chant, distant rumblings echoed behind Li Pin, as if some vast power was approaching. In response to this immense power, the Sword of Destiny in his hand shimmered with brilliant light.

Dozens of sword auras suddenly converged into a raging tsunami, moving at speeds far surpassing that of any real tidal wave. The Cosmic River Sword Attack surged forth.

Ying Zhao, readying another arrow, barely sensed Li Pin drawing his sword before the cold, lethal sword auras, moving faster than sound, were already upon him.

Ying Zhao was quickly horrified. "Not good!"

Just as the river of sword qi threatened to tear him apart, he transformed into his starlight form without hesitation.

In an instant, the sword waves seemed to plunge into water, wind, and flames. Despite the intense explosions, the sword auras passed harmlessly through his Starlight Body.

"Resorting to your starlight form!? It seems you didn't even bother to find out how the three Top-Tier Astral Cultivators from the Martial God Hall met their end."

Li Pin clenched his fist.

Rumble, rumble!

Lightning flickered around Ying Zhao's Starlight Body.

As Li Pin tightened his grip, the starlight was violently drawn into the Celestial Magnetic Field he activated.

At that moment, Hong Zhenshan, Arbiter Spirit Weapon in hand, arrived with a roaring blaze. "You're courting death!"

His fully unleashed spirit fire ignited the air within a hundred-meter radius, raising the temperature so high that even steel would melt.

The Arbiter Spirt Weapon's scorching heat consumed most of the oxygen in the air as it pressed down toward Li Pin, creating an oppressive suffocating effect.

Li Pin dodged the incoming attack swiftly and instantly activated the Celestial Shift Technique.

With a deafening roar, he vanished, reappearing a kilometer away.

At that same moment, the starlight bound by the Celestial Magnetic Field was torn away. The astral energy dissipated, coalescing in Li Pin's hand into the shape of a heart.

Ying Zhai, having reformed his body once more, quickly noticed something amiss. It didn't take him long to pinpoint the issue, and his expression turned dark.

In the next instant, he reverted to his starlight form.

"If you think you can threaten us with the same tricks you used on Top-Tier Astral Cultivators, you're gravely mistaken."

As Ying Zhao entered his starlight form, the void left by his missing heart was rapidly filled and restored by fresh starlight.

Master Astral Cultivators merged their will with Atomic Will, spending years crafting their life blueprints. This allowed every one of their atoms to retain memory of its own. Any damage could be swiftly regenerated. They could even condense and reconstruct lost organs according to their life blueprint.

Just like now; he had quickly regenerated his missing heart. The only price was that he had now lost half an arm.

This was the conservation of energy! He diverted energy from his arm to create a new heart in his starlight form, temporarily leaving him with half an arm.

Yes, this was only temporary. As starlight continued to flow in, his arm would soon be restored through the starlight transformation process, rewritten by the life blueprint until it was as good as new.

This was the power of Master Astral Cultivators! The strength of merging one's will with the Atomic Will.

"Do you see now? Master Astral Cultivators have no weakness." Ying Zhao sneered. "As long as the Atomic Will records our life blueprint, unless we're wiped apart in an instant, we're practically immortal."

The shadow of a three-headed, six-armed demon god loomed behind him, still fierce and brimming with killing intent.

"This is the difference between a Master Astral Cultivator and a Martial God. No matter how many times you kill us, we'll return whole in an instant. But if we kill you just once, you're dead for good!"

Hong Zhenshan held his Arbiter Spirit Weapon and stood beside Ying Zhao. He smiled. "What do you have to fight us with?"