I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“What is that? Is that Emperor Yi Deng?” An Lin was astonished by the sight of the fiendcelestial-like creature.

“Crap! Emperor Yi Deng has lost control!” Merlin’s expression shifted drastically.

An Lin was still confused. “Lost control?”

Cassidy explained, “Emperor Yi Deng’s power of the divine dao has always been unstable ever since he succeeded in Dao Integration. Every time he loses control, he transforms into this Infernal Rakshasa who loses all sense of reason and only thinks about slaughter. In this state, his power is greatly enhanced, and no one in the Blood Tribe can defeat him aside from Emperor Fu Tian.”

An Lin’s lips twitched at the size of the frenzied, roaring monster. “There are only four emperors in the Blood Tribe, and Yi Deng can only rank as number two after transforming into a mindless killing machine?”

“That’s already quite an enhancement. You have to realize that he’s normally only the fourth most powerful emperor,” Cassidy said with a solemn expression.

An Lin: “… So he’s the weakest among the four.”

“There are no weaklings at the Dao Integration Stage. All of them have fused their dao together with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and have received acknowledgment from heaven and earth.” Cassidy cautioned, “Holy Leader, you are very powerful, but it would still be unwise to underestimate an enemy like this. We should hurry up and get out of here.”

An Lin nodded in agreement. Feng Wuya was a rookie Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure who had only reached Dao Integration Stage ten thousand years ago, but he had still almost managed to kill An Lin. It was indeed true that there were no weaklings among the Dao Integration Stage cultivators.

Right at this moment, the Infernal Rakshasa was already roaring as he pounced toward the Starfire Battleship.

The Starfire Battleship was firing with all guns blazing, inflicting a series of massive wounds on the Infernal Rakshasa’s body as blood and flesh splattered through the air. However, the Infernal Rakshasa was like an unkillable fiendcelestial who completely relinquished all defense and was intent on attacking the battleship.

“Holy crap! This Sion the Undead Juggernaut¹ has too much HP and is in berserk mode! Big Sister Bai Ling, let’s get out of here!” Liu Qianhuan spoke with a panicked expression.

At this moment, the massive Infernal Rakshasa had already reached the Starfire Battleship. His eight arms wielded eight different weapons to rain down blows upon the Starfire Battleship’s energy barrier. A massive crimson mace was able to shatter the energy barrier before crashing into the battleship itself.

Boom!

The thick deck of the battleship was shattered by the massive mace.

“Ah!” Liu Qianhuan let loose an agonized cry.

She was now one with the battleship, so she was struck by pain from the damage inflicted upon the battleship.

At this moment, a spear thrust toward the main cannon of the Starfire Battleship with an unstoppable force.

Bai Ling appeared before the cannon and extended her hands forward, upon which a twisted, white ball appeared in front of her. The spear struck the white ball and was somehow warped and redirected toward the hull of the battleship, where it inflicted a massive gash several dozen kilometers in length.

“Hold on a while longer… We can’t abandon An Lin.” Bai Ling’s features were already slightly pale, but she still insisted.

“Waah… It hurts so much! I don’t want to pilot this thing anymore!”

The Starfire Battleship was trembling slightly as if it were sniveling and sobbing.

The Starfire Battleship was able to keep Emperor Yi Deng’s attacks at bay initially.

However, Emperor Yi Deng had been completely enraged upon seeing An Lin enter the Blood Tribe holy land. He was a mighty Blood Tribe Emperor, but he couldn’t even stop a Return to Void Stage cultivator even after activating the Blood Patriarch formation. This was complete and utter humiliation! He was so mortified and enraged that he completely lost control over his emotions, thereby making him transform into this terrifying monster!

The Starfire Battleship was no match for Emperor Yi Deng in his current state, and it was being forced firmly onto the back foot.

On the other battlefield for the rest of the Blood Tribe warriors.

The battle was slowly coming to a conclusion. All of the Blood Tribe warriors had either perished, escaped, or surrendered.

Tina was treating Xu Xiaolan and Xiao Ze’s wounds.

The remaining two holy golden guardians had already been sealed away within Tina’s Pokeball.

Tina could have killed them, but she decided to seal them away into her Pokeball after the cooldown period passed.

The three holy golden guardians should be together!

The three holy golden guardians being sealed away seemed to have been the final straw that broke the camel’s back, pushing Yi Deng completely over the edge. In his enhanced, frenzied state, he was able to severely wound Xu Xiaolan and Xiao Ze with a single sword strike, upon which Tina immediately evacuated the two of them and administered treatment.

“Even the Starfire Battleship isn’t able to hold on anymore. We have to get out of here,” Tina said in an urgent voice as she looked at the battered battleship in the distance.

Xu Xiaolan’s jade dress was stained by blood, and she pursed her lips tightly as she looked at the rubble of the crimson palace with unyielding determination in her eyes. “If we leave now, what if An Lin comes out and has to face Yi Deng in his frenzied state? He would be in a lot of danger too.”

“This…” A hesitant expression appeared on Tina’s face. She was clearly quite concerned about this as well.

However, right at this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on Xu Xiaolan’s face. “He’s back!”

The massive fiendcelestial pounced toward the Starfire Battleship again, quickly forcing it back as it frantically launched devastating cannon blasts.

The Infernal Rakshasa swatted aside the cannon blasts with his weapons. Even if some cannon blasts occasionally snuck through and inflicted wounds upon his body, he remained completely unfazed as he continued his assault against the Starfire Battleship.

These were the types of opponents Liu Qianhuan hated the most. They fought without any regard for their own safety, but they were powerful enough to pull it off!

“Big Sister Bai, is the Starfire Annihilation Cannon still not ready?” Liu Qianhuan yelled.

Bai Ling shook her head. “Not yet. It’s only eighty percent charged…”

“Crap…” Liu Qianhuan was on the verge of tears at the sight of the oncoming Infernal Rakshasa.

Right at this moment, a white figure appeared in front of the Starfire Battleship.

Bai Ling’s face lit up.

Liu Qianhuan let loose an exultant scream, “Daddy An! You’re finally here! Waah…”

That’s right! The man standing before the Starfire Battleship was none other than Holy Leader An Lin!

Neither of them questioned whether An Lin could defend against the Infernal Rakshasa’s attacks. Both of them knew that An Lin was the epitome of reliability when he had that air of confidence about him!

An Lin looked on at the terrifying Infernal Rakshasa. His energy was still quite depleted, so he was unable to summon the power of the Heavenly Wind God or activate his three enhancement techniques.

However, that didn’t matter as he still had another trump card he could use!

He pulled out a silvery-white longsword from his storage ring. This was a flawlessly beautiful sword exuding a faint sheen as well as the crisp, pleasant sound of the surging wind.

“This is probably going to be my most expensive tycoon attack ever…”

An Lin looked at the sword with a wistful expression. “Divine Wind Immortal Sword… A sword constructed from a wind essence crystal nurtured within a lethal realm of wind for over ten thousand years before being refined by Feng Wuya’s power of the divine dao for three thousand years. This is an intermediate-rank immortal sword and one of the most powerful wind-type weapons in this world…

“When I was at the Soul Formation Stage, I was unable to unleash this technique upon immortal tools. But now that I have ascended to the Return to Void Stage, I can unleash my Six Strikes of the War God to a much more powerful extent!”

Cracks began to appear on the surface of the silvery-white longsword.

Terrifying power imbued with the aura of an immortal tool began to proliferate outward!

“Six Strikes of the War God, Sword Burial!”

Bam!

The Divine Wind Immortal Sword exploded!