Chapter 1112 - 612: I’m Too Powerful Now - Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension - NovelsTime

Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1112 - 612: I’m Too Powerful Now

Author: White-browed Arhat
updatedAt: 2025-11-05

CHAPTER 1112: CHAPTER 612: I’M TOO POWERFUL NOW

In the current situation, he cannot comprehend much at the moment and can only leave it for later contemplation.

As Zhao Sheng’s thoughts raced, the blood-colored space around him rapidly contracted, and waves of bone-chilling extreme cold wrapped around Zhao Sheng’s body, causing his blood to mysteriously and automatically freeze into ice.

Not just the blood—all liquid tissues within this flesh filled with moisture bizarrely transformed swiftly into ice crystals.

With the rapid compression of the blood-colored space, the laws fluctuating in the void also drastically strengthened, creating unprecedented suppression.

If it were other Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators, even top Great Cultivators, confronted with this forbidden technique at the law level, they would likely feel despair and helplessly fall on the spot.

However...

Just at this moment, Zhao Sheng looked up suddenly, his clear pupils reflecting the faint blood color. The yellow gourd above his head suddenly emitted bright thunder light, and its mouth sprayed drops of purple thunder water onto him, which instantly transformed into purple lightning flickering and leaping across his skin, shattering the continuously forming ice.

The crackling sound grew loud, ancient and simple thunder patterns faintly emerged from his skin, radiating a strong wave of destruction laws.

Immediately, the void resounded with a huge bang, continuously vibrating.

An unimaginably majestic pressure exploded from Zhao Sheng’s body. His flesh abruptly swelled, muscles rising in blocks, and the thunder on his surface suddenly thickened and expanded, transforming him swiftly into a Thunder Giant nearly ten zhang high, causing the surrounding void to tremble violently and send ripples of space-time in all directions.

The Pseudo Heavenly Phenomenon and Thunderclap Battle Body were activated simultaneously, causing Zhao Sheng’s combat power to surge by at least ten times.

At this moment, endless power continually surged from within him, making Zhao Sheng recall the sensations of becoming a Divinity Transformation True Monarch in his previous life; his current strength reached thirty percent of his peak in his past life.

He called out with his hand, the Black Abyss Sword descended into it, the sword autonomously expanded, instantly transforming into a pitch-black giant sword spanning three zhang long,

countless purple arcs extended across the sword, transforming it into a radiant Thunder Sword.

Rumble!

A violent and fierce Sword Intent emanated from the Black Abyss Giant Sword, causing the surrounding void to tremble and roar again.

The next moment, the Thunder Giant took a step forward, his body suddenly blurred and vanished from sight, reappearing at the edge of the space the next instant, raising the Black Abyss Divine Sword and slashing down forcefully.

A heaven-shaking enormous noise ensued!

The space barrier trembled intensely, splitting open with a huge "crack" where it was struck, large enough to easily see the vast world outside.

Yet, this Ice Prison Space, which sacrificed nine-tenths of a Great Cultivator’s Life Span, undoubtedly possesses extremely resilient Life Force. As long as the space does not break completely, as long as the unique Life Span force is not entirely depleted, it can quickly heal and restore as before.

Zhao Sheng paused for just a moment, noticing the space rift before him swiftly heal and disappear, while the surrounding space further contracted, and the fluctuations of the Ice Principle intensified.

However, after withstanding this attack, the blood light enveloping the space also dimmed slightly.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng felt greatly disappointed, lamenting inwardly: "Ah, is this space too fragile, or am I just... too strong now! Forget it, I won’t use the Black Abyss Sword."

As he inwardly lamented the next second, he surprisingly discarded the divine sword, fiercely clenching his fists and furiously striking at the void ahead, swiftly forming countless afterimages.

Instantly, a roar and howling ensued!

Countless massive fist shadows almost overlapped, violently hammering towards the space barrier ahead like a torrential rainstorm.

The rumbling intensified, like countless thunderclaps simultaneously exploding, unleashing a frightening oppressive force that made hearts tremble, and the void ahead twisted fiercely.

Outside, Lu Pingyang and Lady Tianyin, observing the intensely twisting and deforming blood-colored Light Ball tens of miles away, hearing the moaning and trembling sounds from the void, appeared shocked, displaying expressions of disbelief.

Meanwhile, nearby, Great Cultivator Luo Jiu, clutching his chest, appeared extremely pale, watching the impending explosion of the Blood Prison with horrified eyes.

In the next moment, this person silently transformed into a stream of light, fleeing desperately towards Luo’s Military City hundreds of miles away.

The blood-colored space shook wildly, expanding rather than contracting, seemingly unable to endure the exceeding limit attacks, with the blood-colored glow rapidly dimming and dissipating.

The Thunder Giant let out a long howl, spreading waves around, his arms suddenly thickened nearly twice, striking fiercely at the void ahead.

"Crack!"

With a loud noise, the Blood Ice Prison instantly shattered, transforming into a mist of blood-colored frost scattering in all directions.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng had already released his transformation, his body returning to its normal human form.

Stepping out onto the blood-colored snow, he looked down at the fleeing streak of light, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

At that moment, a shadow behind him suddenly quivered slightly.

Silently and without a trace, a giant moth-like creature appeared in front of Luo Jiu, leaving him utterly shocked.

With a muffled sound like tearing fabric, dozens of spatial rifts, like a giant net, swiftly swept across Luo Jiu’s body.

The body of this Great Cultivator was instantly torn apart, nearly turning into a pool of flesh.

Seeing this, Lu Pingyang and his wife’s eyes flashed with a hint of wild joy.

However, just then, a ball of white light shot out from the wreckage—a Nascent Soul body looking utterly withered, encircled by hundreds of shimmering ice spirit threads, forming a rudimentary ice spirit armor around the Nascent Soul.

In the next second, the Nascent Soul’s spirit light flickered and it disappeared into the void.

A hint of mockery flashed through Zhao Sheng’s eyes, his expression remaining unbothered. The yellow gourd above his head spun with a whirl, spouting a micro-sized Purple Cloud Divine Thunder, exuding a thick aura of destruction.

This thunder bore some semblance to tribulation thunder and with a flash, it too vanished into the void.

In an instant, the void several miles below exploded with glaring thunder light.

Hundreds of feet away, a fluctuation appeared in the void, followed by a flash of spirit light.

Luo Jiu’s Nascent Soul body appeared extremely panicked, the ice spirit armor encircling it had disappeared, and purple electric light flared over the body, continuously consuming its Nascent Soul essence.

"No——"

Luo Jiu cried out in despair, his Nascent Soul body suddenly engulfed by countless purple thunder lights, obliterating his entire body and Divine Soul completely, erasing him from existence.

Lu Pingyang watched the fall of the Luo family’s Great Cultivator with his own eyes, the suspense in his heart finally lifted, revealing a wildly joyful smile.

Zhao Sheng’s expression remained calm, even slightly stern and uninteresting. His Divine Thought swept down like a tidal wave, extending a hundred miles below, retrieving two treasures with a swift flight back.

One was a small white Qiankun Bag, while the other was a water-drop-shaped, crystalline Ice Pearl. Inside this pearl, a miniature icy world appeared, exuding strong law fluctuations. It was evidently an incredibly rare and valuable treasure!

Zhao Sheng put away the Qiankun Bag and then grasped the Ice Pearl, examining it carefully for a moment before satisfactorily placing it into the Sumeru Space.

At this time, Lu Pingyang and his wife flew over, their faces full of awe.

Lu Pingyang spoke with utmost respect, "Zhao...Senior! The younger generation never expected you to achieve such a feat; you are truly incredible. Today, the life and death of the Lu family all depend on your invincible divine might. Please accept my bow!"

Saying this, both Lu Pingyang and Lady Tianyin crossed their arms over their chests, bowing deeply.

This gesture was the most revered in the Northern Land, symbolizing absolute submission.

"Mm, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading back first." Zhao Sheng casually nodded at the two, and with those words, transformed into thunder light, rapidly descending into the depths of the Cloud Sea.

Just as the thunder light was about to disappear into the depths of the Cloud Sea, a voice suddenly sounded in Lu Pingyang’s ear, "By the way, now that the Lu family’s crisis is resolved, don’t forget to send over my payment later. Also, if you want to use me as a tiger’s skin, then that’s another price..."

"Yes, yes, the younger generation will surely present a reward that satisfies the Senior as soon as possible." Lu Pingyang continuously nodded with a joyful expression, respectfully affirming.

That day, chaos suddenly erupted in Luo’s Military City. The large offensive suddenly halted unexpectedly, with all Daoist Soldier Corps and Flying Discs retreating to their home base as quickly as possible.

For a moment, this fierce and bloody siege fell into an odd silence.

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