Chapter 345 Suppressing the Cultivation World
Chapter 345 Suppressing the Cultivation World
The seventh level of cultivation was called Void Refining, and at that stage, cultivators would begin interacting with the element of space. Subsequent realms did not focus on it as much, but their abilities with space would only get better, allowing them to teleportation or even travel through sub-space, much like space mages.
That was how they could quickly arrive here. When they arrived, they let off their domineering pressures that caused everyone from the Pure Heaven Sect to tense up and release theirs to counter.
As the number one sect since time immemorial, they did not disappoint, causing the various array of 'visitors' to suffer a small loss that made their expressions become slightly bad. However, despite this, they did not leave nor did they make any action or motion to leave.
Rather, they backed away and waited for more of them to arrive from different places, something which caused the members of the Pure Heaven Sect to feel worry about. However, they were left speechless when they saw Dante was busy tickling his daughter rather than paying attention to what was going on.
Was he confident, or was he stupid?
It seemed like they would be forced to find out soon, as the members of the Kunlun Sect arrived, the strongest sect in the Immortal World. With them here, those on the periphery seemed to have gained their backing, and their expressions became more unfriendly and ferocious.
"Daoist Chen, what is going on? The entire world is in turmoil and on the verge of collapse, and we find the reason to be hovering above your sect. Could you be the cause of this?" A female cultivator in elegant robes stepped forward to ask with a cold look on her face.
Daoist Chen - who was the Sect Master apparently - stepped forth and met the woman's gaze head-on with a cold one of his own. "My sect is undertaking some exercises with our elders, what business is it of yours? Quickly scram from our territory before we fire up the sect array and eliminate you all!"
Many other cultivators here for the show felt a chill in their hearts and retreated quickly. The Pure Heaven Sect was still standing strong not just because of its impressive roster but because of that damned sect array which could even stop Immortal Emperors from causing trouble.
However, the other factions with heritages were only slightly worried. They didn't believe the Pure Heaven Sect would really dare start a war with them and now that they were all here, they couldn't go back without gaining some benefits.
"Hmph, it's not about what you fellows want. Clearly, something demonic and nefarious is going on here and without an answer, we will be forced to take preventive measures for the sake of the world!"
This time, a man with a feminine posture and grace wearing loose robes while wielding a fan spoke with a shrill and cruel voice, stepping forward fearlessly.
Daoist Chen and the elegant female cultivator both wore slightly wary expressions when this fellow stepped forth, for he was the leader of the demonic path sects and third overall in the sect power hierarchy.
The main problem was that this fellow was extremely emotional and prone to violence for the slightest reason, often using dirty tricks and despicable methods to come out on top. Such a person was a pain to deal with, and even the elegant lady cultivator who led the Kunlun Sect did not like him being an 'ally'.
Daoist Chen was about to speak when Dante finally noticed the commotion here and frowned. "Enough. All of you go back to where you came from or die by my hand."
Everyone had noticed Dante who stood near to Beatrice's position, but as they couldn't see nor sense Beatrice due to the energy vortex around her. As such, they assumed him to be some guardian of sorts, a lower-ranked elder, or a special disciple given his physical age.
Hearing him speak now, they couldn't help but assess him again and wonder where he got the guts to behave like this. Many couldn't help but strike their chins inwardly and wonder what his power was like and whether it would be wise to be the first to stand out.
Luckily, they already had someone here who was willing to do that for them.
"Impudent little rat, how dare you speak when your betters are in discussion?" The shrill voice of the leader of the demon path sect sounded out.
"Hm?" Dante looked over and noticed the fellow, becoming speechless when he saw the pasty and pale skin tone, red lipstick on his lips, and a deep Adam's apple.
"What are your pronouns? Do you go by he/him, she/her, or I'ma/dumbass?" Dante mocked.
The various cultivators were naturally clueless as to what he meant, but Antonia understood. As such, she burst out into a giggle, making everyone understand that Dante fired an insult back.
Many people smiled and wanted to see how the irritable fellow would react, and without any surprise, he was red to his ears with fury. He forcibly closed his fan and glared at Dante first then Antonia after.
"Hehe, little brat, you think it's funny? Wait until I finish that dog you call your father, then I will have a great time raising you to be my pet, meant to serve the needs of all the pigs in my sty!" he stated cruelly, causing everyone's faces to change to disgust and alienation.
Antonia glared at the man fearlessly and stuck out her tongue, but Dante was done playing nice. He did not attack up until now because he was not the type to kill over the slightest disagreement, but daring to threaten a man's daughter in front of him was worthy of death.
Dante casually released a little bit of the law of technology, manifesting a row of biochemical soldiers who were powered by his Origin Energy. The moment they activated, everyone here felt intense suppression beyond anything they could believe, many of those below the Immortal King realm forced to the ground, unable to even maintain flight.
The others who could still stay airborne were speechless and pale-faced. Even the terrifying will of heaven during their mighty tribulations did not make them feel so suppressed and helpless, especially since many were at the highest realm.
The feminine man was the most terrified, his legs shaking with fear as every cell in his body screamed for him to run.
However, where was he supposed to run to? He could barely even remain airborne, much less escape, and he knew that death would visit him today. He couldn't even open his mouth to beg as it took all his concentration not to be sent flying to the ground.
"Since you're all here, I will tell you what I told them, but I won't hide the truth from you. I and my family are not from this world but come from a higher world right above this one." Dante revealed a bombshell that caused the minds of all cultivators here to quake.
In as much as they had been searching for a higher realm of power, they also had various theories and texts - due to students of course - that there was a higher world where the power limit was higher than theirs and the universe was vast.
Some even theorized that for them to see the possibility of going higher, they needed to ascend to this world, but the process was hard and almost impossible. Many students who got far enough were either captured or bribed by the powerhouses of the world to reveal the location of the universe, but how could they possibly know?
Hearing from Dante that he was from a higher world, and given the power he displayed just now, they believed him for sure. So the next thought on their minds was how to acquire this power or how to rise, but they didn't have the ability to ask.
"Don't have any ideas, it is impossible to rise out of this world without the sponsorship of someone like me or my wife. The power I have now is obtained from the lowest level of the world above the one I came from, so it's two worlds above yours."
Dante smiled as he glanced towards Beatrice who was finishing up, the energy vortex thinning around her.
"Currently, she is using your world's energy to ascend as well. When she is done, I will grant your world a boon, so wait by the side quietly. I will deal with the other guy when she is done as well." Dante stated with a finality that no one could rebuke.