Supreme Cultivation System ：The Last Survivor

"Where is this? Didn't I already die? Why would I still appear in this world?" A corpse looked at Ling Xiaotian with confusion, but it seemed like he had regained some of his intelligence.    

    

"My comrades, I am Ling Xiaotian. I retrieved some True Spirits from your bodies back then and used the art of luring corpses to let you return to this world for a short period of time. I am truly sorry for all of you!" Ling Xiaotian's eyes were filled with tears. His voice was choked with sobs. As a high and mighty Immortal King, such intense emotions were rarely seen in normal times. Tears also emerged in the eyes of the two old men from Tianyun Clan. This made Lee Shaoyu a little confused.    

    

However, Ling Xiaotian's following words solved Lee Shaoyu's doubts. He understood why they were crying. Ling Xiaotian formed a seal with his hand, and his voice became extremely low. "My old friends, I have been guarding Heavenly-sword Continent for a million years. This is your wish. Now that the Divine Clan has invaded again, I have no choice but to use all of you like tools. It is a blasphemy to all of you, but I think you will understand my difficulties. Corpse control technique!"    

    

As soon as Ling Xiaotian's voice faded, a misty light lit up on all the corpses, turning into shackles that wrapped around the corpses. The clarity in the eyes of all the corpses gradually faded, and was replaced by a cold, deathly gray color. Lee Shaoyu could see that all the corpses had been controlled by Ling Xiaotian.    

    

No wonder he cried. These fallen immortals had paid the price of their lives to protect the peace of the human race in the last war. But now, they were awakened from their slumber for the sake of the Human Clan. They had become tools to kill, and they were all Ling Xiaotian's closest comrades.    

    

"My friends, for the sake of the Human Clan, release our last brilliance! Immortal Art! Spatial Shift!" The aura on Ling Xiaotian's body continued to surge. A huge and complicated Array Diagram appeared under everyone's feet. In the end, the Array Diagram suddenly turned into a ray of white light and tore the space apart, bringing everyone along. Soon, it appeared in the battlefield of Liuyun Stage!    

    

At this time, the battle on the battlefield had already reached its climax. Countless Cultivators were falling. However, no matter how the Tianyun Clan attacked, the Divine Clan's defense was like an iron plate. It could not be broken no matter how hard they attacked. It was even more impossible for them to reach the side of the Evil God Altar. At this time, the number of Divine Clan that descended from the void had already reached dozens. Moreover, the number was still increasing. The scales of war had already completely tilted towards the Divine Clan!    

    

"Lei Ming, die!" With a flash of white light, Ling Xiaotian brought everyone to the battlefield. Instantly, they locked onto Lei Ming's position. The machete in his hand slashed out a blade energy, instantly opening a gap in the defensive wall of the Divine Clan. Even a True God would die under this blade energy!    

    

"How is this possible? It's Skyblade Immortal King! Didn't he die a long time ago!" Beast King's hair stood on end when he saw Ling Xiaotian. He had killed so many people in Tianyun Clan's camp that he immediately fled to the back of Divine Clan like a frightened kitten.    

    

"Isn't the one guarding the immortal tomb a True Immortal? How could it be you?" Lei Ming's expression changed abruptly, but he wasn't flustered. Because his cultivation base had already reached Dorje God's level. The Immortal-rank realm of Human Clan was divided into True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Immortal King, and Immortal Emperor, whereas the Divine Clan corresponded to the four realms of True God, Dorje God, Divine King, and Divine Emperor. The difference between different realms was huge, but Lei Ming had mastered the Evil God Altar. It was a super divine weapon that could be used for both offense and defense. It was enough to draw the gap between their realms, so he wasn't afraid of Ling Xiaotian at all.    

    

"The Divine Clan has a hidden trump card. Naturally, there are many things that you don't know about the Human Clan. With me here today, your plan is destined to fail!" Ling Xiaotian shouted angrily and rushed into the chaotic army.    

    

"Hahaha. So what if you are an Immortal King? Don't even think about stopping me today!" Lei Ming laughed crazily. Suddenly, a terrifying beam of light shot out from the Evil God Altar and flew towards Ling Xiaotian, sending him flying.    

    

The corpses of the immortals led by Ling Xiaotian also joined the battlefield. The pressure on the Tianyun Clan army was greatly reduced. After all, they were over a hundred True Immortal-rank experts. They were like tigers entering a flock of sheep when they attacked the Divine Clan army. In an instant, the Divine Clan army was defeated. Although they had the advantage in numbers, the number of True Immortal-rank experts on the Human Clan's side was even greater. The situation immediately changed.    

    

"Humph! Do you really think you can turn the tables? Dream on!" The existence behind the void harrumphed coldly. The light that connected the Evil God Altar to the Void Channel lit up again. The Void Channel became even sturdier. The speed at which the two of them were teleported suddenly changed to five people. The number of True God warriors in the Divine Clan was also increasing rapidly. The disadvantage of the Divine Clan was gradually pulled back.    

    

Ling Xiaotian attacked several times, but a black light shield rose from the Evil God Altar. It was like an indestructible turtle shell. Every time he failed, he could not help but feel anxious. When the Void Channel became stronger, the Divine Clan could descend upon Dorje God, or even the God King. By then, everything would be irreversible. He could only take this opportunity to destroy the Evil God Altar.    

    

Ling Xiaotian's eyes suddenly became determined. In the next moment, his entire Immortal Physique was burning fiercely. His strength was also rising rapidly. Before he could do anything, the surrounding space had already started to be annihilated.    

    

"Ling Xiaotian, you actually burned your immortal bones and immortal soul. What are you trying to do? I won't let you get away with it!"    

    

Lei Ming looked at Ling Xiaotian, whose Qi was rising continuously. He had vaguely guessed what Ling Xiaotian was trying to do. He controlled the Evil God Altar to condense a huge terrifying beam of light and shot it at Ling Xiaotian.    

    

"Just take it as the last thing I will do for this world!"    

    

Ling Xiaotian's entire body was burning and shining. The scimitar in his hand was trembling slightly. He did not pay attention to Lei Ming's attack at all. He directly flew towards the Evil God Altar floating in the void, completely ignoring the beam of light's attack!    

    

"Don't even think about it! You all quickly form the blood cage and block him!"    

    

Lei Ming roared furiously. At the same time, ten True God warriors stood in front of Ling Xiaotian. They were burning their blood essence and releasing a demonic blood light, forming a blood-red cage that wanted to trap him.    

    

"Heavenly Knife Slash!"    

    

Ling Xiaotian threw out the machete in his hand. The machete released a boundless light and cut the blood cage apart. The ten True God warriors instantly exploded into a bloody mist. The machete broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.    

    

"Heavenly Knife Slash!"    

    

Ling Xiaotian abandoned the blade and moved forward. At this moment, he had turned himself into an invincible Heavenly Knife. He broke through the black barrier and rushed into the gigantic Evil God Altar!    

    

"No!"    

    

Lei Ming roared crazily. However, it was too late. It was too late. His body was instantly crushed by the blade, while Ling Xiaotian himself slashed the Evil God Altar like a heavenly blade.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The Evil God Altar collapsed from the inside. Huge pieces fell from the void continuously. The Evil God Altar had been destroyed in the battle a long time ago. Now, it was only repaired forcefully. Its toughness was no longer the same as before. Now, it was broken into pieces after being hit. The boundless power of resentment had lost its bearing, and it drifted for a while before vanishing from this world.    

    

"No! I'm not willing..."    

    

Without the guidance of the Evil God Altar, the cracks in the void began to slowly close. The supreme existence at the other end of the crack wanted to forcefully tear apart the boundary wall and cross over, but in the end, he failed, only leaving behind a wave of indignant roars.    

    

Ling Xiaotian fell, using his own body as the price to destroy the Evil God Altar, stopping the arrival of a Divine Master.    

    

Boom!    

    

The scimitar brought with it a supreme power as it fell onto the continent, sinking a large piece of land. Countless Cultivators' bodies exploded and died, and a huge pit was formed on the ground.    

    

"Hua..."    

    

Suddenly, a heavy rain started pouring down from the sky without any warning. It was as if the heavens were crying for Ling Xiaotian's death. This was a phenomenon caused by the will of heaven and earth of this world!    

    

"Uncle Wu!" Lee Shaoyu let out a sad roar. No matter how Ling Xiaotian's identity changed, in his heart, he was still the blacksmith of Solitary Village, Uncle Wu. This was a war between races. Too many people sacrificed themselves for their race. In this war, it was not certain that one could survive with a higher realm.    

    

Kill!    

    

Lee Shaoyu rushed into the crowd and started a massacre. Although the Divine Clan's plan to descend was ruined, the war was still going on!