A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

[...Grrr.]

The low, guttural growl rolled across the burning capital like distant thunder.

The thick crimson mist swirled violently as the colossal head fully pushed through.

In the next moment, the cracked remains of the enormous cocoon could no longer contain what was inside.

The huge body of the beast broke free completely and plummeted downward toward the burning capital below.

BOOOOM!

The impact was catastrophic.

When the monstrous form landed, an earth-shaking shockwave exploded outward from the sheer size and weight of its body.

The ground itself seemed to groan under the sudden pressure.

Li Feng, who had just forced himself back to his feet, was nearly thrown off balance again by the violent quake.

He planted his feet firmly against the shattered ground and looked up, eyes widening as the full form of the flame-wreathed beast finally became clear through the settling dust and smoke.

The wolf-like beast slowly rose to its full height amidst the destruction, nine blazing tails fanning out behind it... and a single crown resting upon its massive head.

An overwhelming presence descended over the entire capital—no... the entire world.

Then the beast threw its head back and roared.

ROOOOOOOOOAR—!!!

The sound was not merely loud.

It was a force of nature.

The roar tore through the night like a physical wave, shattering what little glass still remained in the ruined city and sending violent ripples across the flames.

The air itself distorted under the pressure.

Distant mountains far beyond the capital trembled, and the reddish barrier that had risen at the borders of the Fen Dynasty flickered violently in response.

Even the clouds above were forced apart by the sheer power of that cry.

Li Feng stood frozen amidst the ruins, staring up at the colossal flame-wreathed beast in complete, dumbfounded silence.

The sheer scale of the creature, the oppressive weight of its presence, and the way the very world seemed to react to its existence left his mind momentarily blank.

In front of his eyes, the system interface was flashing a violent, urgent red.

Warning after warning stacked across his vision in rapid succession, the text blinking nonstop.

[Warning!]

[Warning!]

[Ding!]

[Host! Be careful! An extremely dangerous hostile entity has been detected!]

[Emergency Protocol Scan activated!]

[Warning!]

[Ding!]

[Name: The False Crown ███████]

[Title: ███████’s Creation, ???’s Second Calamity, Governor of the Divine Blood (???), World Cancer (Segment???), Lord of Amarakalusha, ███: Stain]

[Host!... Please be careful!]

The final line of the system warning pulsed urgently in front of Li Feng’s eyes, the text flickering in deep red as if even the system itself was unsettled by what it had scanned.

Li Feng’s expression hardened.

His gaze locked onto the incomplete titles still floating in his vision.

’Second Calamity... another Governor... and of the Divine Blood, no less.’

A low, frustrated murmur escaped his lips.

”...Dammit. In the end, the calamity is still here...”

His thoughts raced.

Right now, [Age of the Stars] was still on cooldown.

In his current state, even with seven hundred stars ignited and his body tempered to the Divine Body Stage, he could not say with certainty that he could win against the existence standing before him.

The pressure alone was already far beyond anything he had faced.

’Should I escape?’

The thought surfaced. But the moment it did, another image followed... Fen Ziyan’s face.

If he ran now... what would happen to her?

Li Feng’s fists tightened as the internal struggle flashed across his eyes.

For a brief moment, hesitation and resolve warred within him.

Then a sudden flash of light passed through his mind, and his expression shifted slightly.

”...No wait.”

His voice was low.

”I still have one more trump card, but—”

Before he could finish the thought—

The False Crown finished its roar.

The colossal flame-wreathed beast lowered its massive head, the three crimson orbs on its crown flaring violently as a deep, furious voice exploded across the capital... not in a beast’s cry, but in clear, wrathful words that shook the air itself.

[...Peng Jianweiii!! How dare you use my [Blessing] for something like this!?]

The voice was not merely loud, it carried a tangible force.

The moment those words erupted from the colossal beast, the entire capital trembled.

The already shattered ground cracked further, and residual flames were forced low against the earth by the sheer pressure of the sound.

Even the air seemed to vibrate, as if space itself was being oppressed by the fury contained within that roar.

Li Feng’s body swayed under the sudden force.

He immediately planted his feet more firmly against the ruined ground, steadying himself as the shockwave of the voice washed over him.

He couldn’t help but wonder.

’Peng Jianwei...? Who is that?’

The name was completely unfamiliar to him.

’...And this thing is intelligent... As expected.’

Li Feng’s expression remained calm on the surface, but his mind was already moving.

Through their connection, he silently issued an order to Shadow, who was still recovering somewhere within the ruins.

’Wait for an opportunity.’

Shadow gave no verbal response, yet a faint acknowledgment returned through their link.

Li Feng then clenched his fist tightly.

A short sigh escaped his lips as the silvery light around his body flared once more.

”...It doesn’t hurt to try.”

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High above, the False Crown’s fury only deepened.

[Peng Jianwei...! That insolent wretch!]

It had bestowed a fragment of its blessing... an authority that should never have been treated lightly, and this was the result?

Used as material.

Twisted into a vessel.

Forced into this incomplete, humiliating manifestation through someone else’s scheme.

A low, resonant growl vibrated deep within its chest.

[To think that my power would be reduced to this farce...]

For a moment, the nine blazing tails behind it lashed violently through the air, stirring up storms of fire across the ruined capital.

Then, gradually, the raging fluctuations around its massive body began to settle.

The False Crown forced itself to calm down.

A cold sneer echoed within its consciousness.

[Hmph... As if I will act as you wish.]

The murderous pressure radiating from its body did not disappear, but it shifted... becoming sharper, more focused, and laced with something almost playful.

The False Crown’s massive form loosened slightly as the bestial maw stretched into a wide smile.

[...This may be a good opportunity to stretch myself.]

Then, sensing something, its burning gaze locked onto Li Feng once more.

In a voice that was suddenly far more casual... almost familiar, it spoke.

[Yo... We meet again, kid.]