Apocalypse: Surviving as the God of a Tiny Cultivation Sect

The heavenly thunder continued crackling endlessly above the Silent River Hill.

The dark clouds became heavier and heavier while gigantic dragon shaped lightning slithered throughout the skies continuously. Every single movement of those lightning dragons caused the heavens to rumble violently while terrifying spiritual pressure descended endlessly toward the forest below.

Meanwhile, below the heavenly tribulation clouds, the atmosphere between the three sects had become increasingly tense.

Burning Feather Sect.

Tiger Cave Sect.

Swamp Skull Sect.

The three groups occupied different areas around the Silent River Hill while countless cultivators and demonic beasts watched the dried mango greedily from afar.

The old Nascent Soul cultivator from Burning Feather Sect slowly stepped forward first.

His fiery beard floated upward while blazing flames burned around his body continuously. The flaming birds behind him screeched loudly while his disciples looked arrogantly toward the surrounding cultivators.

Then afterward, he spoke proudly.

"This Heavenly Treasure was first discovered by our Burning Feather Sect."

"The laws of cultivation world have always favored the first discoverer."

"Therefore, this treasure naturally belongs to our Burning Feather Sect."

The moment he finished speaking, the disciples behind him immediately laughed proudly afterward.

"That is right!"

"You insects should retreat immediately!"

"Our Burning Feather Sect already claimed this Heavenly Treasure!"

"Anyone who dares compete will die!"

Meanwhile, the muscular Nascent Soul cultivator riding the black winged tiger immediately snorted coldly afterward.

"Hah!"

"First discoverer?"

"What kind of childish nonsense is that?"

"This is cultivation world!"

"The strong devour the weak!"

"Whoever possesses the strongest fist owns the treasure!"

The gigantic black winged tiger beneath him released a savage roar afterward while terrifying wind storms exploded throughout the surroundings violently.

ROOOOOOAAARRR!!

Several weaker rogue cultivators immediately retreated in fear afterward.

Meanwhile, the beast riding disciples behind the Tiger Cave Sect leader laughed wildly.

"That old bird really thinks talking matters here?"

"Hahaha!" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"If our Tiger Cave Sect wants this treasure then it belongs to us!"

"Burning Feather Sect should hurry back home before your old bones break!"

The old Nascent Soul cultivator from Burning Feather Sect immediately narrowed his eyes afterward.

The flames around him intensified.

"You barbaric beast tamers truly lack manners."

Meanwhile, before the situation escalated further...

The black robed Nascent Soul cultivator from Swamp Skull Sect suddenly chuckled eerily.

His skull spear released dark green mist continuously while countless ghostly faces wailed faintly throughout the surroundings.

Then afterward, he slowly spoke.

"You are both wrong."

The surrounding cultivators immediately turned toward him afterward.

Meanwhile, the black robed man smiled coldly.

"This Heavenly Treasure appeared within territory nearest to Swamp Skull Sect influence."

"It naturally belongs to our sect."

"Besides..."

"You really think your pathetic sects deserve such a treasure?"

The moment he finished speaking, the demonic cultivators behind him immediately laughed sinisterly afterward.

Dark demonic qi spread throughout the surroundings while poisonous swamp creatures crawled beneath their feet continuously.

Meanwhile, the Burning Feather Sect disciples immediately frowned afterward.

The Tiger Cave Sect disciples also looked displeased.

But before another argument could erupt...

More cultivators arrived.

Several rogue cultivators appeared from distant mountains.

Then more arrived afterward.

And more.

Some stood atop flying swords.

Some rode spirit beasts.

Others cautiously hid behind rocks while observing the terrifying heavenly tribulation above greedily.

Their eyes practically glowed with desire.

Because everyone understood one thing clearly.

If they obtained this Heavenly Treasure...

Their cultivation might soar into the heavens.

Meanwhile, the black robed leader from Swamp Skull Sect slowly glanced toward the surrounding rogue cultivators afterward.

Then...

He nodded slightly toward the demonic cultivators behind him.

That single nod immediately changed the atmosphere.

The demonic cultivators instantly understood.

And then...

Without warning...

They attacked.

Boom!

A black robed demonic cultivator suddenly thrust his skull spear toward a rogue cultivator nearby. The spear exploded with dark green demonic qi while ghostly screams erupted violently.

The rogue cultivator barely managed raising his flying sword.

But the moment the skull spear collided with it...

Crack!

The flying sword shattered instantly.

The rogue cultivator widened his eyes afterward.

Then the skull spear pierced directly through his chest.

Blood exploded everywhere.

Meanwhile, another Swamp Skull Sect disciple laughed viciously afterward while releasing black insects from his sleeves.

The insects swarmed toward another rogue cultivator like a black storm.

"AAAAARRRGGHHHH!!"

The rogue cultivator screamed hysterically afterward.

Because the insects immediately crawled beneath his skin.

His flesh started bulging violently.

Then exploded.

Blood and flesh scattered throughout the forest instantly.

Meanwhile, Clayne watched everything with growing interest afterward.

His eyes practically sparkled.

"So these are cultivator battles..."

The demonic cultivators continued slaughtering the rogue cultivators mercilessly afterward.

One demonic cultivator slammed both palms downward while swamp mud suddenly erupted from beneath the ground like living creatures. Several rogue cultivators got dragged downward while their flesh melted continuously inside the black mud.

Another demonic cultivator released countless black chains made from demonic qi.

The chains wrapped around fleeing rogue cultivators instantly.

Then tightened.

Crack!

Crack!

Bones shattered continuously while screams echoed throughout the surroundings.

Meanwhile, another demonic cultivator controlled several floating skulls.

The skulls opened their mouths afterward and released green flames.

The flames touched one rogue cultivator for merely a second.

And his entire body melted into ashes instantly.

Meanwhile, throughout all of this...

The Burning Feather Sect disciples merely watched.

The Tiger Cave Sect disciples also remained still.

Neither side interfered.

They simply watched the massacre calmly.

As if rogue cultivators dying meant absolutely nothing.

Meanwhile, the rogue cultivators desperately fought back afterward.

Several released sword qi.

Others controlled flying treasures.

Some released fireballs and lightning attacks.

But against the organized demonic cultivators of Swamp Skull Sect...

They stood no chance.

Soon...

The slaughter ended.

Corpses scattered throughout the forest.

Blood flowed everywhere.

The surviving rogue cultivators fled desperately afterward.

Meanwhile, the demonic cultivators from Swamp Skull Sect calmly wiped blood from their weapons afterward.

As if they merely stepped on insects.

The old Nascent Soul cultivator from Burning Feather Sect slowly frowned afterward.

"How brutal..."

The black robed leader from Swamp Skull Sect merely smiled afterward.

"I simply cleaned some flies."

Meanwhile, Clayne honestly could not believe what he was seeing.

His heart pounded continuously afterward.

Because these cultivator battles looked far more terrifying than he imagined.

The attacks were absurd.

Some cultivators summoned poison.

Others controlled insects.

Some manipulated chains.

Others released fire or spiritual qi blasts.

Every attack looked strange.

Dangerous.

And deadly.

Meanwhile, Clayne started recalling everything carefully afterward.

The movement.

The timing.

The spiritual qi circulation.

The way they fought.

The more he watched...

The more his battle instincts improved.

The instincts from the soul cultivators he devoured continuously helped him understand everything.

His breathing slowly changed afterward.

His eyes sharpened further.

Even the way he observed movements became increasingly refined.

Meanwhile, Clayne honestly wanted more.

Far more.

Watching cultivators fight felt incredibly useful for him.

Especially in this apocalypse.

Because every battle improved his understanding of combat.

Suddenly...

The atmosphere changed again.

The Burning Feather Sect cultivators looked surprised.

Even the Swamp Skull Sect cultivators became puzzled.

Meanwhile...

The leader of Tiger Cave Sect had stepped down from his gigantic black winged tiger.

He slowly walked forward afterward.

Then stopped directly in front of the crimson Nascent Soul tiger beast from earlier.

Even Clayne looked puzzled afterward.

"What is he doing?"