My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 606: No Celestials in an Era!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“We can leave a chance of survival for the Faramita celestial race. However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment can’t. First, kill Immortal Emperor Ling Tianque. Second, strip the race of its immortal bloodline. All the people of the Faramita celestial race will not be able to ascend and become celestials in the next era…”

Just as the atmosphere in the Faramita Great World became increasingly solemn, a voice containing supreme will sounded in Hua Baiyue’s celestial sense.

Hearing this, Hua Baiyue immediately knew what to do.

Soon after, she repeated Lin Wudao’s will and decree in front of Faramita Imperial Lord Qi Qingsi.

“What? No one in the Faramita celestial race can ascend to become celestials in an era?”

Ling Tianque was shocked to the extreme.

He did not expect that Hua Baiyue and the others would not even give some face to the Imperial Lord and insist on suppressing the Faramita celestial race.

He could die, but the punishment of not being able to ascend and become celestials for an era was too severe for the Faramita celestial race. They simply could not bear the consequences. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelenglish.net . Fire(.)nᴇt

After an era, God knows how many members of the Faramita celestial race would still be alive in the world. It was not certain whether the Faramita celestial race would still even exist in the Panshen Cosmic then.

“Imperial Lord, please save us! Please save the Faramita celestial race!” Ling Tianque begged crazily.

Depriving the race of its immortal bloodline and not allowing celestial ascension for an era was equivalent to throwing the Faramita celestial race into a bottomless abyss. It would be virtually impossible for them to turn the tables. The Faramita celestial race had experienced countless years of inheritance and development before they had their current strength and foundation.

Once it returned to its initial stages, it would probably be reduced to ashes at that time.

Thinking of this, endless fear surged from the bottom of Ling Tianque’s heart. He desperately knelt and begged Qi Qingsi, wanting her to change the fate of the Faramita celestial race.

However, Qi Qingsi’s face remained expressionless.

“There are no eternal races in this world. Depriving the race of the immortal bloodline and forbidding you from celestial ascension for an era can be considered as leaving a chance of survival for you. In the future, if you can be careful with your words and actions, it won’t be difficult to continue your bloodline. After an era, you will naturally leave the abyss and regain your freedom. To be honest, according to the current situation of the Panshen Cosmic, this might not be a bad thing for the Faramita celestial race. At the very least, you can avoid the calamity since there will be no need for you to participate in the great tribulation.”

Her calm voice slowly sounded.

After she finished speaking, Qi Qingsi’s cold gaze turned to Hua Baiyue.

“Thank you. Today, I owe you a favor. In the future, when you transcend the Panshen Cosmic and encounter any problems, you can call out my true name. At that time, I will naturally protect you. Also, please help me thank the person who entrusted you.”

Then, under everyone’s gaze, Qi Qingsi’s figure in the portrait instantly disappeared. The last trace of her in the Panshen Cosmic was completely erased.

“Imperial Lord, please save the Faramita celestial race! Please don’t abandon us!” Ling Tianque shouted in panic.

Qi Qingsi was the Faramita celestial race’s greatest reliance.

But now, even the strongest ancestor of the past had abandoned the Faramita celestial race. Their last life-saving straw was gone.

Ling Tianque’s heart was filled with extreme despair.

To be honest, Hua Baiyue and the others did not expect Qi Qingsi to be so easygoing. She did not stand up for the Faramita celestial race.

“From today onwards, there will no longer be a Faramita Imperial Lord in the Panshen Cosmic,” She sighed in her heart.

Qi Qingsi had become a legend of the Primordial Era.

Regarding this, although Hua Baiyue felt a little regretful, she did not think too much about it.

“Ling Tianque, it’s time.”

Boom!

With a single finger, a terrifying power descended. Without giving Ling Tianque any chance to resist, it obliterated his immortal body and celestial sense.

In the end, a nomological golden core fell into Hua Baiyue’s hands, as well as a drop of purplish gold celestial blood.

“Today, 1, Hua Baiyue, curse the Faramita celestial race in the Panshen Cosmic and strip them of their immortal bloodline. In the various great worlds, all members of the Faramita celestial race who are in or above the True Celestial realm will fall from the Celestial realm. In addition, I curse the entire Faramita celestial race that no one can ascend and become celestials in the next era. This curse will be carved in the fate of the Faramita celestial race. They will not be able to get rid of it until the next era ends.”

Hua Baiyue’s voice spread throughout the Faramita Great World and the various great worlds under its jurisdiction.

Boom!

As her voice rang out, strands of strange and mysterious power were drawn out from the Book of Curses.

In the end, it fused into the drop of purplish gold celestial blood.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Under the supreme power of the Book of Curses, Hua Baiyue cursed the entire Faramita celestial race through Ling Tianque’s celestial blood.

The moment the curse took effect, a mark was imprinted on the bodies and souls of all the members of the Faramita celestial race. The cultivations of the clan members above the True Celestial realm, whether they were Celestial Kings or Quasi-Immortal Emperors, were all severed.

They were instantly knocked down from the Celestial realm and became Heavenly Emperors.

In just a moment, the great celestial race, which had originally dominated a cosmic, was knocked down from its divine altar and became a Heavenly Emperor race.

“My cultivation! Why is my cultivation gone?”

“How is this possible? How did I, a Quasi-lmmortal Emperor, become an ant-like Heavenly Emperor?”

“Who is Hua Baiyue? Why did she curse the Faramita celestial race?”

“What crime did we commit? Why do they have to exterminate the Faramita celestial race?”

“We are not allowed to ascend and become celestials for an era… How can this be?!”

At this moment, in the Faramita Great World and the various great worlds under its jurisdiction, countless members of the Faramita celestial race let out angry and desperate wails.

They could not accept this outcome, especially since many of them had no idea what had happened.

Hua Baiyue’s curse would follow them until the end of the next era. No one was allowed to ascend to become celestials until then. This was equivalent to cutting off the foundation and future of the Faramita celestial race.

Looking at this scene, not only did all the members of the Faramita celestial race feel sorrow and despair, but the Immortal Emperors who were paying attention in the Panshen Cosmic were greatly shocked.

“This is too ruthless!”

“Suppression of an era is a very serious punishment for a race.”

“Even a celestial race can’t guarantee that they can continue existing till the next era.”

“Without any clansmen above the Celestial realm, the Faramita celestial race can be considered to have been removed from the Panshen Cosmic.”

“Who exactly invited those people from the Myth Alliance?”

The Immortal Emperors who were secretly watching were shocked. They were also filled with curiosity and fear towards the person behind Hua Baiyue.

“Let’s go, it’s time to go back.”

After completing the curse on the Faramita Great World, Hua Baiyue did not stay for long and left the great world.

Whoosh!

Not long after Hua Baiyue and the others left, the void was suddenly torn apart by a mighty force, and a group of powerful figures appeared. The leader was Xiao Shoutian.

“Imperial Lord, how should we deal with the Faramita celestial race next?” A Quasi-lmmortal Emperor asked respectfully.

Hearing this, Xiao Shoutian pondered for a while and then sighed.

“The Faramita celestial race has already lost its power. At the very least, within an era, they will no longer pose any threat to the Penglai celestial race. Banish them to a lower great world, then seal this great world. They will only be allowed to come back after an era,” He ordered.

“Imperial Lord, why don’t you take this opportunity to destroy the Faramita celestial race and eliminate any future troubles?” Someone said carefully.

Xiao Shoutian shook his head.

“Since a chance of survival was promised to them, we have to obey. Even the Penglai celestial race can’t change it. Pass on the decree.”

“Yes!”

Since Xiao Shoutian had spoken, no one dared to disobey.

Immediately, the Quasi-lmmortal Emperors from the Penglai celestial race used their powerful strength to expel all the members of the Faramita celestial race to a lower great world.

Furthermore, they sealed the Faramita Great World with a powerful mystic technique.

After doing all of this, they began taking over the resources left behind by the Faramita celestial race.

Lin Wudao saw everything that had happened in the Faramita great world.

“Although they will have no powerhouses above the True Celestial realm, it’s still the best outcome. At least, they’ve avoided the oncoming era calamity. Sometimes, a seemingly great calamity might be a great fortune and blessing…” He sighed inwardly.

This was the best outcome for the Faramita celestial race.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just as Lin Wudao was sighing, Hua Baiyue and the others returned to the Myth Alliance..