THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Nan 473's. Revenge

The battle between the four Perfect realm cultivators became extremely intense.

Especially, who had the head of the Arc and Sect.

The sect head was already injured for going against the association head and he even had to use his secret technique, which heavily burdened his body and caused some internal injuries.

But before he could get a chance to recover, he had to come here and the Arc's sneak attack didn't help him.

If not for the fact that Arc displayed so much power on the palm strike, the two Perfect realm cultivators would not have simply focused on him and given up on the surroundings.

Even if they realized it, they might not care, after all a transcendent level attack was not enough to graze them let alone injure them. But they completely forgot about their mounts and they paid dearly.

The Sect Chief had the hardest time of his life because he was completely overwhelmed by Arc.

He can't think straight. Especially, when his brain was muddled with all the frustrating thoughts he had at the moment.

He thought maybe, it would be better if he didn't fight.

Not only did he lose some core strength in battle, but he was also in extreme difficulty. Even if he survived this, he was not sure that the Usiane sect would see tomorrow. The leaders of the great powers would be foolish to leave Usaine sect alone in this situation.

He endured continuously as he looked at Arc with extreme hatred, he started activating secret techniques. He spewed out a mouthful of blood due to his bloody condition, but he did not care anymore. He wanted to eliminate Arc with everything he had.

Just as he was about to move and finish the Arc with a single attack of all his remaining strength, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his neck and he turned around abruptly, only to be met with a golden glint that came straight to his face.

When the staff hit him in the face, he almost lost his consciousness and his entire spiritual energy fell apart.

He vomited another mouthful of blood and this time more than the first. He received a counterattack from the secret technique completely and his internal organs trembled.

He looked at the Apes King Clone who was once again at war with the Great Elder who was extremely agitated by the situation of the Sect chief.

He didn't want to end up like this. But he knew that this was the end.

Arc wasted no time and just thrusting his palm straight into his heart ended his life.

The grand elder felt shivering and he wanted to retreat immediately, so he attacked the clone frenziedly and wanted to escape.

But the clone did not let him move in the slightest.

After some time, when he considered using a secret technique at the risk of facing the same result as the sect head, he found a small gap and ran for his life towards the sect's main island.

After crossing the distance, he felt that he had been saved, but when he turned around, he saw the image of a huge conjured stick in the clone's hand and it extended towards him and with a single blow, he saw the image of a huge conjured stick in the clone's hand and it extended towards him, he could almost hear it crack the spiritual core.

This was something completely unexpected, just as he thought, he would definitely die, neither the clones nor the Arc would follow and he did not hesitate to run towards the Core of the Island.

"Isn't it better to finish him here?" Arc asked Sam in a somewhat worried tone.

"His head was already made; it was just enough to knock him out," Sam said and signaled for the fleet to move forward.

He landed on one deck and sat down cross-legged to do one last thing that could end the war between the Usaine sect and them.

Meanwhile.

The Arsin and Usaine sect. There were actually several guards tasked with guarding the border from people who wanted to enter the territory of the Usaine sect.

Although Arsin belonged to the Usaine sect, not all citizens could access the sect. In this place, Philip stood with Sirona and behind them, there was half of their army left.

This is the reason they targeted the Arsin kingdom.

This often overlooked land boundary is the perfect point of penetration.

There were several Pre-transcendent cultivators, several Transcendent stage cultivators recruited from Yellow Sand Island and most of them were Nascent stage cultivators and Grand realm cultivators.

They had just cleared the border guards and they were moving into the Sect area at their highest speed.

Although this Island was the core Island of the Sect, this side of the Island had absolutely no disciples.

But this huge troop energy wave wasn't there just for show, the other disciples and elders could sense this and they couldn't help but shiver. The sect's main force wasn't here. The strongest Transcendent stage cultivators to the strongest Nascent stage cultivators, they all went to defend against Sam and they did not expect that someone would dare to attack this place just like that.

All the remaining disciples and elders in the sect began to prepare to intercept the enemy, but what they did not realize was that over half of the Grand realm and Nascent stage cultivators in the sect had suddenly become dazed for a few seconds.

For a short time, no one could detect it.

But after that, these dazed members ran in different directions and twelve of them, in particular, ran towards the deeper parts of the sect, where the Ancestors lived.

They seemed to be coming from different directions which made him reflect on what was happening.

When they arrived at his doorstep, he came out and asked in an authoritative tone.

"What's going on?"

But they did not answer him, they all surrounded him and knelt on the ground before looking at his face with a hint of reluctance and some of them even shed tears.

The ancestor was confused and suddenly his facial expression changed from confusion to horror.

Because he noticed that the energy fluctuations in their bodies had completely gone awry.

This was a sign of self-destruction, he was not horrified that they were dying, but they were self-destructing here and that too together. Before he could move, everything had already exploded.

*BOOM**BOOM***BOOM*

"Ohhhhhh."

The ancestor cried at the top of his lungs as he was trapped inside the explosion and it was also right in the middle of it.

When the dust subsided, he was there barely breathing with blood and everywhere. His energy barely fluctuated, He would not be able to recover his energy or energy any time soon, and that too if he could recover at all.

At this moment, the same type of explosion came from the entire sect, but this time they were not targeted at individuals, instead, they were targeted at the Sect's defensive formation node.

Now, the Usaine sect was stripped naked in front of Philip and his troops.

The rest was bloody and one-sided combat.

Sam opened his eyes on the deck and stretched a little as he looked towards the horizon.

At that moment, Philip and Sirona entered the core area of the island and conquered all the places in the distance.

Sirona went straight to the main courtyard where the Eight guard puppets lived and activated them to make it his personal possession.

The Great Elder who was injured in the battle with the head of the Inscription association was still unconscious.

At this moment, Arc started moving towards the sect at full speed as he was told by Sam that the only Ancestor was still an unknown factor.

Sam did not know how much damage the Ancestor received and how much time they had to recover it, so he thought that it would be better for them to deal with the man when he was weak.

As the conquest continued and reached its final stage.

The Great Elder who was crippled by the clone of the Monkey King and had no idea what was happening in the sect had just reached the sect only to meet Philip who was waiting at the entrance.

When he looked at Philip's face, the old geezer frowned due to an unknown familiarity.

"Who are you? Are you a student? Why is the sect so quiet?" He asked with caution.

"Why is so hasty an Elder? Don't worry too much, you'll know what happens once you get inside."

Philip said and started walking towards him.

The Grand Elder frowned and asked.

"Who are you?"

"What's? You still don't recognize me? I'm really disappointed." Philip said with an irritated and injured expression.

"Stop playing around and say, who are you?"

"I think it's very difficult to recognize me because it's been almost eighteen years. I was a kid at the time"

When Philip said those words, the Grand Elder was startled and looked at Philip as he struggled to speak as he recognized that unknown familiarity.

"That's the right elder, the same son of the person you were chasing in the entire sect just to get the treasure. I hope you're okay because you won't."

As Philip said, he took out a dagger and walked towards him. The elder wanted to escape but he was unable to outrun Philip because he was paralyzed.

"Ohhhhhh..."

The screams of this person resounded throughout the entire sect and all the disciples who surrendered or were imprisoned shivered.