My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 482: A Complete Victory.

Just as Sun Yu no longer had a way out and was about to disappear completely amongst the lightning fire dragons, the people of the Divine Imperial Sect came to their senses, two Traveling immortal and several Soul Formation cultivators rushed out to block the remaining fire dragons and rescued Sun Yu.

Everyone was oddly panicky, anyone could tell that Fatty was only a late-stage Soul Formation cultivator, but in less than 15 minutes, he'd managed to defeat a Traveling immortal, this capability was shocking. Whether it was the heretical cultivator who had yet to show himself, or the Myriad Demon King before them, it was evident that it won't be easy to take Hui Ze away today.

The expression of the cultivators from Divine Imperial Sect darkened, exchanging a look, the remaining two Traveling immortals and two Soul Formation cultivators struck out at Fatty at the same time, engaging altogether once more.

In the hidden array formation not too far out, a certain trio was drinking tea while nibbling on melon seeds as they watched on calmly.

"One against four?" Shen Ying cocked her head to a side.

"What's one against four? Fatty is after all, an all-rounded cultivator." Lonemoon replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, what's the most number of people he can go against?"

"I'm betting three months of food allowance on at least seven people." Lonemoon looked totally confident.

Shen Ying's eyes rolled around for a second before lighting up as she came to a decision. "Then I'll bet three fruits, eight people!"

Yi Qing looked back and forth between the two people, to appear sociable, he also joined in. "I'll bet three meals, ten people!"

Lonemoon: "..."

Shen Ying: "..."

Is there a difference whether you bet or not? Which meal isn't cooked by you?

As they chatted, the few people battling on the other side was slowly coming up with an outcome. Lonemoon had guessed correctly, even with four people fighting at the same time, they did not gain any advantage from Fatty, instead they were gradually being suppressed by Fatty's inexhaustible and peculiar spells.

The cultivators of the Divine Imperial Sect watching below then could not help it, more and more people joined in the battle, subsequently, it became a dozen of Soul Formation cultivators and Traveling Immortals ganging on Fatty.

However, Fatty was truly too skilled with his spells, all sorts of sorcery stacked together, it could look to be a fire-element, but there was also thunder-element mixed in it and in the end, it turned out to be an ice-element and wind-element spell. Up to the last moment, no one could come out with a complete spell to counter his, and he even set up several array formations from time to time. As they battled on, before his opponents realized they'd already been trapped in his array formation.

Not just the people in battle, even the various sects remaining could not believe their eyes, they did not expect that he could really go against so many cultivators at the same level or even a level higher than himself, all alone. And slightly more than a decade before, he was merely a mortal.

In less than an hour, a considerable number of Soul Formation cultivators were caught and fell out of the air one in succession, looking even more miserable than Sun Yu. The rest grew increasingly terrified as they watched on, finally, all the Soul Formation cultivators and Traveling Immortals of the Divine Imperial Sect joined in.

At once, brilliant rays from the spells lit up the entire sky, this battle took several hours and there were only dozens of Soul Formation cultivators and a traveling immortal left in the air, of course, there was also Fatty. His entire body was already covered in wounds, his long gown coated in large patches of blood stains. An extended period of battling was extremely exhausting, his fatigue was already showing on his face but he continued to gaze at the people before him with determined eyes.

He cannot lose this battle!

Whereas everyone from Divine Imperial Sect had obviously fought their best, as if noticing that he was spent, their attacks became more concentrated. Dozens of spells flew towards Fatty, someone had even set up a trapping array, the golden array formation instantly formed above his head. This time, he had no way out, Fatty felt his blood and Qi surging as he fell onto one knee and the spells that were still attacking earlier began to grow unstable.

After all, under the joint attacks of a dozen Soul Formation cultivators, no matter how superb Fatty's Five Elements Reversal Formation was, this was already his limit. More and more wounds appeared on his body as his actions became increasingly sluggish. However, the cultivators of the Divine Imperial Sect weren't any better off, the trapping array had exhausted all the Qi of the cultivator who had set it up. Upon seeing Fatty entrapped, the others immediately summoned a sky of icicles, lightning and spirit swords, attacking one last time with everything, their success or failure hinges on this one attack.

As the trapping array grew brighter and brighter, the spells in the sky readied itself to bomb Fatty. Gritting his teeth, Fatty suddenly exploded with a huge amount of Spirit Qi that he never had, his already round physique began to expand frantically, like a rubber ball swiftly inflating. His figure instantly became several times larger and broke out of the trapping array forcefully resisting all the spells, everything fell onto this humongous ball-like body but had no effect at all.

Huh? He still had this skill!

The master-disciple duo who were watching on, turned towards a certain dean together.

"What are you looking at?" Lonemoon glared back. "What's with your gazes looking like I've misled him? This is called capitalizing on his strengths, do you understand!"

The duo: "..." Formidable, formidable!

On the other side, Fatty who had transformed into a huge "rubber ball" had began to spin, at once the winds surged, before the cultivators surrounding him could react, they were instantly thrown out by the raging winds, crashing into the spells that they themselves had summoned. In a moment, everyone fell out of the sky like dumplings while Fatty lifted himself up into the air and dropped down.

His speed was terrifyingly fast, and the cultivators who had exhausted their spiritual power had no way of dodging at all, they could only watch as a meat ball as large as the sky fall onto them directly from the sky.

A deafening rumble followed.

An extensive crack more than ten meters appeared on the ground while more cracks followed around it, the ground shook, even the various sects watching at a side had to set up arrays or ride their swords to avoid being affected.

On the other hand, everyone in the Divine Imperial Sect had long become meat pancakes, only a dozen of them with shallow breathing proved that they were still alive, but no one knew if they would survive or whether their cultivation could be preserved.

"Father Niu... don't tell me this is the technique of a Body Cultivator?" Yi Qing asked instinctively. Don't mention his sudden transformation, to have a body so strong that it could flatten Soul Formation cultivators into such a state, only body cultivators could do it!

"Shut up!" Who said he was a body cultivator, Fatty absolutely could not be a body cultivator, absolutely not!!

Fatty transformed back into his original form then, he wasn't better off either. This attack had expended all of his Spirit Qi. His entire person was about to become a bloody ball, he stumbled but fought to not collapse as he swept a glance at the cultivators from the Divine Imperial Sect scattered all over, he had won. He really won!

His tensed up nerves finally relaxed as the corner of his lips involuntarily lifted into a smile. He subconsciously turned back, looking in Rabbit's direction. He really wanted to go report to Master that he had done it!

But he happened to see Rabbit's panicking expression. "Watch out!" Rabbit shouted out loud.