CHAPTER 511: CHAPTER 511: THE GREAT HAND IN THE CATASTROPHE

The Wuji Sect, which I had longed for, was finally before my eyes... but why is this sect different from others?

Over two hundred people were undergoing tribulation together.

The Sect Master was undergoing Tao Verification to become a Saint King.

The catastrophe had already spread over a million li, and who knew how many factions and experts it had alerted.

A group of expert Disciples from Fairy Valley, none dared to make a sound.

Wen Qingshan was already dumbstruck.

Only Chen Pingping felt immense pressure. If this catastrophe were to strike, could this place still exist?

He was not very keen on using his trump card.

"Senior Wang, Elder, hurry and take them away from here," Chen Pingping said, taking a deep breath.

Wang Xiaodao was moved. "Are you planning to stay behind?"

"Indeed!" he nodded.

"The catastrophe of Tao Verification for a Saint King is no small matter. With your current realm, you simply cannot withstand it. If you forcibly endure it, you will surely be destroyed. I think we should let the Sect Master get far from here. There’s no need to bring the catastrophe upon over two hundred people," Wang Xiaodao said.

"That’s unlikely. Their catastrophes have already merged. Everyone will endure it together. Even if they get far from here, the catastrophe will synchronize," Chen Pingping said, glancing over.

"Then, we can only sacrifice them," Wang Xiaodao said gravely.

"There’s no need. Please, Senior Wang, take everyone far from here. I will handle it," Chen Pingping said.

He wasn’t trying to be heroic; he genuinely had a trump card to deal with it but didn’t want to reveal too much.

But in the eyes of the people from Fairy Valley, he was courting death.

The catastrophe was too terrifying. Even a true Saint King here might not be able to withstand it, let alone Chen Pingping, who had not yet entered the Saint Realm.

"Ni’er, Little Junior Sister, go!" Chen Pingping ordered.

"Senior Brother, I want to stay," the two women said in unison.

"No! Leave immediately! Get far away from the catastrophe’s range! This is an order," Chen Pingping said. He then turned to He Yitian. "You all go too."

He Yitian was moved. "Kid, you..."

Wen Qingshan, on the other hand, was straightforward and sensed an opportunity.

After this catastrophe, both Chen Pingping and the Wuji Sect would be destroyed, and he could return safely to the Star Sea.Excellent!

Wen Qingshan strode away.

Wang Xiaodao spoke again, "I am at the eighth level of the Saint Realm. If I activate my Quasi-Emperor Weapon, perhaps I could stop it."

Chen Pingping shook his head. "Senior Wang, I can handle it."

Complaining was one thing, but the problem still had to be dealt with.

Seeing his stubbornness, the crowd didn’t know what to say for a moment.

The catastrophe gathering above grew more concentrated. Time was running out. The Elder said no more and led the group far away.

Bai Yisheng, the scholar, and many young prodigies also left the area.

Jiang Ni’er, knowing he was not an impulsive person, took the reluctant Zi Ji by the hand and departed.

In the blink of an eye, only the two hundred-plus Sect experts about to undergo their tribulation remained, along with Chen Pingping, Lao Huang, Hei, Earth Chicken, Eight Treasures Chicken, and Mao Qiu.

Hongxiu sighed. "I really can’t suppress it."

Chen Pingping had calmed considerably. "It’s fine."

The catastrophe spanned a million li. Dark clouds pressed low, incredibly dense. Deafening thunderclaps boomed one after another as the terrifying Power of Destruction spread wantonly, seemingly intent on annihilating everything on the land.

Distant cultivators struggled to breathe.

What happened?

Who is undergoing tribulation?

Why is it so terrifying?

The experts who had escaped looked back, a single thought in their minds: Can it be withstood?

They finally realized how terrifying this Sect was; it was indeed extraordinarily bizarre.

"I obtained some inheritance in that coffin, which is why I advanced to undergo Tao Verification for a Saint King," Hongxiu explained.

"Understandable," Chen Pingping nodded.

"Then what should we do?" a nearby Lord asked, dejected.

"Don’t worry. I won’t abandon any of you," Chen Pingping declared.

BOOM!

The catastrophe intensified. Mountain-sized bolts of lightning tumbled, the congregated power growing ever more terrifying, making everyone’s heart pound with fear.

Hongxiu also began to grow uneasy. She truly couldn’t suppress it. She hadn’t expected so many people to emerge from seclusion together, nor for their combined catastrophe to be so dreadful.

"Lao Huang, Hei, Earth Chicken, Eight Treasures Chicken, guard this place..." Chen Pingping commanded. He then suddenly leaped up, plunging alone into the catastrophe.

Everyone stared blankly.

Even Hongxiu gasped. "Is this your idea of reassurance?"

Only Lao Huang, Hei, and Earth Chicken remained calm, for they had seen Chen Pingping ascend with Mao Qiu. Although Mao Qiu wasn’t very strong in combat, it often played a role far greater than anyone else could.

Nearby, Eight Treasures Chicken shivered. "Big Brother, what do we do now? Should we make a run for it?"

Earth Chicken smacked it. "I’m a girl! Call me ’Big Brother’ one more time, and believe it or not, I’ll kill you!"

WAH! WAH! WAH!

Eight Treasures Chicken wailed, "Big Brother, why are you getting fiercer? You’ll never get married like this!"

「Outside the catastrophe.」

"He went in," an expert in the Saint Realm said, his expression filled with astonishment.

His Hetero Pupil allowed him to see what had just happened: Chen Pingping had entered the catastrophe alone.

As for what happened next, the Power of Catastrophe was too terrifying; even his Hetero Pupil could not penetrate it.

The Elder murmured softly, "This kid is insane."

「Within the densely clouded sky.」

Chen Pingping activated the Six Tao of Reincarnation and the Emperor Scripture, forcefully resisting the catastrophe’s encroachment. He then threw Mao Qiu out. "Take it slow. Don’t rush. Keep a low profile. Absolutely do not reveal yourself."

Mao Qiu was his trump card.

However, he was also uncertain whether Mao Qiu could truly devour this terrifying catastrophe.

If it could, this would be a Great Opportunity. If not, he might have to find another way.

Fortunately, Mao Qiu did not disappoint him. It opened its mouth and devoured a vast amount of the Power of Catastrophe.

Chen Pingping smiled.

System notification: Devouring Sky Beast growth increased to 11%. Gained one thousand years of cultivation. Rewards...

System notification: Host realm advanced to the seventh level of the Lord Realm.

BOOM...

A majestic power burst forth from the depths of his Dantian, suffusing his entire body. He felt an unparalleled strength.

This sensation had become increasingly vivid ever since he entered the Lord Realm.

It seemed as if his physical body, meridians, Zhou Tian, Dantian, and Sea of Consciousness were all undergoing a qualitative change.

Every improvement was a transformation.

The Six Tao of Reincarnation swirled around him, and the Emperor Scripture glowed, enveloping him. He appeared divine and saintly.

So that’s how it is. Chen Pingping had an epiphany. He understood why the cultivation value rewarded by the system over the years had always been so large, yet his realm progression was slow.

His cultivation realm had been accumulating all along, preparing for a qualitative transformation by strengthening its foundation and undergoing purification with each increase.

Although this method of cultivation was slow, once his realm was high enough, the power he gained with each advancement would be dozens of times greater than that of an ordinary cultivator.

That was why he was often able to defeat opponents of higher realms.

Now, having reached the seventh level of the Lord Realm, the power he could unleash far exceeded this level, already reaching the Saint Realm.

Chen Pingping had a feeling that even without relying on his trump cards or Divine Weapons, he could slay a powerful Saint Realm expert with his bare hands.

Mao Qiu was still devouring, but its growth rate was infuriatingly slow.

Well, it was a Devouring Sky Beast, after all.

"Follow me, and I’ll make sure you eat well in the future," Chen Pingping grinned. "The Southern Diaspora is too small, after all. We’ll go to bigger places to have fun."

He thought of those Big Shots.

CRACK!

Suddenly, a colossal golden hand stretched out from the firmament, radiating Divine Brilliance, though it quickly concealed itself.

The hand, like a mountain, loomed over Mao Qiu, seemingly intending to seize it and take it away.

Chen Pingping was alarmed and quickly activated Sword Mountain, launching an attack.

But when the powerful Quasi-Emperor Weapon, Sword Mountain, struck the golden hand, there was only a CLANK. It failed to move the hand in the slightest.

The massive hand descended steadily. Fortunately, the Devouring Sky Beast dodged it.

"Giant Que." Two deep and solemn words resonated from the heavens above.

The words were like mountains, immeasurably heavy.

Instantly, they seemed to crush the heavens, and even the catastrophe solidified considerably at that moment.

The Giant Que in his hand vibrated violently and shot out of his grasp.

He looked horrified.

BANG!

「Meanwhile」

Wen Yuqing, holding the Undying Furnace, emerged and declared domineeringly, "My disciple is not someone you can touch!"