A Cultivation Tale: The Godly Punisher

Noticing that the Saint stage cultivator had prepared to make a move at him, then with a thought, the blood-red blades of energy that orbited round him shot out at great speeds towards the heaven adept stage cultivators and at the Saint stage cultivator.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!...

They were like a large stream of arrows as they whistled loudly, piercing through the air at extreme velocities towards the adversary cultivators.

When the heaven adept stage cultivators saw the saint-tier attacks shoot towards them with seemingly unstoppable momentums, they quickly produced several saint-rank, defensive treasure-artifacts that abruptly produced thick and solid, multilayered, protective spheres of energy.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!...

Loud explosive sounds rampantly rang out as the blades rammed very hard into the energy spheres enveloping them. And from every impacts, devastating waves of energy and rippling currents of rampaging, violent air were released. But surprisingly, the spheres possessed a high degree of resilience as they didn't crack.

However, due to the momentums the solid energy blades came with, although the spheres didn't shatter, but they got knocked back by hundreds of feet every time the humongous energy blades struck them.

But not long, due to the unceasing, torrential attacks of the blades, numerous cracks appeared on the structures of the energy spheres generated by the defensive treasure-artifacts.

Noticing the cracks, they tried to change the defensive treasure-artifact. But just before they could that, the blades smashed into the spheres with tyrannical force.

Bang!!

Bang!!

Bang!!...

The spheres exploded into smithereens, and the blades went on to strike the men, with the intents to cut them into halves. But before the blades could impact them, armors quickly appeared on them.

But the men had underestimated the piercing and cutting power of the blades. Their armors couldn't even withstand the laceration attack of a single, blood-red blade as it cut them into complete halves from the center of their bodies where it impacted them.

The Saint stage cultivator who was being attacked by the blood-red blades saw the death of his men and became very angry. Then after deflecting the last of the seemingly indestructible blades, giving himself a breather, he quickly produced a summoning-type treasure and activated it.

He had just sent a signal to the organization, requesting for more help as he felt that Alex would obliterate him soon if he ever became careless or not too careful in protecting himself.

Although it was a disgracing and shameless act that he just carried out, requesting for more help against a boy, the Saint stage cultivator didn't actually feel so. He just seriously cared about his life and all the Wonders and Great Joy in it. So he didn't want to die, and by the hands of a boy that he felt haven't tasted the fruit of ecstasy.

Although the barrier restricted signal transmission, it didn't restrict the one he sent out as they were both something developed for his organization.

A few seconds after he sent out the signal, a portal appeared, and stepping out of it were two sinister-looking, saint stage cultivators.

Alex saw the unexpected development and exhaled deeply. Gloominess could be seen in his face, but he wasn't going to back out because of this. He would simply do his best to slay them. He had once said that only by bathing with the blood of cultivation experts could he become a peak supreme expert that can disperse windstorms with a gaze and dissipate thunderstorms with a finger. So that's what he decided to do here.

Olivia too where she stood at became very worried. Then she quickly produced a summoning-type treasure and activated it. She knew that it wasn't going to work, but she had to try anyway. She couldn't imagine loosing Alex. Although she was pissed off at him and still was, she didn't want anything bad to happen to him. So in a simple phrase, she cared about him, deeply. She was just trying to hide her affections from him.

She had always had a vivid image of him in her memory as his figure was indelibly branded to her mind. She once felt that she wasn't going to ever see him again, but surprisingly for her, like some hands of fate were involved, they came across each other again. And now that they had met, she wouldn't dare think of losing him.

But as she tried hard to send signals using the summoning-type treasure, she realized to her terror and dismay that the signals couldn't penetrate through the barrier.

Then she became sad and sorrowful at the thought that Alex would be killed, or worst, be taken away and gruesomely tortured, without letting him die.

However, when she saw the aura of unyielding confidence that was radiating from him, the intense worry emotions that filled the void of her heart vanished.

Alex at the moment was starting to feel a strain on his soul, and this caused him pain. But it was still within his threshold for pain. Therefore, he could endure it.

When the two Saint stage cultivators stepped out of the portal and saw the tattooed, three-eyed Alex, and then perceived the three pulses of saint-level power emitting from his body, with wrinkled brows and eyes filled with marvel and wonder, they quickly got into action as they sent out attacks to quickly eliminate him.

"Sky-Shattering Ice Dragon Claws"

"Seven Life-Reaping Death Scythes"

"Obliterating Lunar Curtain"

A large mass of frostforce energy discharged from an ice-cultivating Saint expert. Then the mass of frostforce energy condensed and shaped into a white dragon claw that spanned hundreds of feet in size. The dragon claw which was crystalline in appearance like it was molded from solid ice shot towards Alex at a high speed.

As it cannoned towards Alex who was at a far distance, it left a wide trail of ice in the air that fell to the earth as snow.

When the energy was initially released, it brought about an exceedingly cold temperature that caused the temperature of the environment for hundreds of meters to instantly plunge to near-absolute zero degree.

But Alex couldn't perceive the tremendous reduction in temperature as the strong heat emitting from the purple-black flame burning ferociously around the pair of wings that sprouted from his back instantly eliminated the extreme coldness radiating from the ice-energy.

Then a death-cultivating expert produced an enormous mass of deathforce energy that condensed and shaped into seven large scythes that shot at great speed towards Alex.

The scythes which were hundreds of meters in size and were grey-black in color, had seemingly ancient inscriptions in them that pulsed with the fearsome power of life and vitality absorption, and emanated power of decomposition or rot.