Chunibyo in Cultivation World

This change was anything but simple.

After all, since Li Tianwei had started cultivating, he had never once taken a conservative approach.

On top of that, the Dao Intents of Death and Resentment had both heightened the upper limit of his Filthy Resentful Aura.

As a result, the Filthy Resentful Aura around Li Tianwei had already reached an unimaginable level.

And now, the Resentment Channeling Curse that Yuan Xixiao had cast undoubtedly became the spark that ignited everything.

The most crucial point was that the spiritual energy Li Tianwei had absorbed since he began cultivating was violently turbulent.

With these two forces mixed together, one could easily imagine just how chaotic the situation inside Li Tianwei’s body must have been.

That he could maintain balance under such circumstances was already an unbelievable miracle.

Yet Yuan Xixiao just had to blow it apart.

This explosion was no small matter.

Yuan Xixiao seemed to sense something and was suddenly struck by an ominous premonition.

Under the effect of the Resentment Channeling Curse, Li Tianwei’s movements indeed stopped—but a wave of destruction began to emanate from him.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure far surpassing the Foundation Establishment Realm swept through the area.

Suddenly, a distorted, warped black shadow struggled behind Li Tianwei.

That shadow kept stretching and twisting, while an aura of death and bloodlust instantly filled the entire arena.

At that moment, Li Tianwei’s eyes turned scarlet, and even the spiritual energy around him became saturated with malice.

Right then, Li Tianwei seemed like absolute evil crawling out from the depths of hell itself.

The sudden transformation silenced the entire dueling stage.

The spectators who had been watching the match stared wordlessly at the warped, stretched shadow behind Li Tianwei.

Even the elders outside the dueling platform felt a deep sense of foreboding.

“Zzzt—”

Darkness descended.

In an instant, the sky was swallowed by a rolling mass of black clouds.

A suffocating sense of dread surged forth, and a dense aura of slaughter erupted like a flood.

“What’s happening? What a terrifying aura!”

“What’s going on with Senior Brother Li? He feels almost like those Nascent Soul Elders!”

Crack—

Compared to the spectators, Yuan Xixiao was standing face-to-face with Li Tianwei.

His expression turned deathly pale, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

At that moment, he was utterly dumbfounded—he had no idea whether his Resentment Channeling Curse had succeeded or not.

According to Xiao E, arousing the Filthy Resentful Aura should have driven Li Tianwei into madness, birthing a Heart Demon and directly corrupting his Spirit Platform.

But none of that was happening now.

Instead, it looked as if Li Tianwei himself had become the Heart Demon.

A thick, overwhelming evil, the aura of death, and the stench of blood all surged toward him.

“Kill, kill, kill…”

Whispers echoed in Yuan Xixiao’s ears.

Yuan Xixiao probably never expected that his Resentment Channeling Curse would not only fail to provoke the Filthy Resentful Aura, but instead trigger Li Tianwei’s violent power to erupt—simultaneously igniting three Dao Intents.

When the three intermingled, two extremes of violent energy exploded at once.

Li Tianwei entered a state of ultimate eruption.

His entire body contained the power of three Dao Intents and ceaselessly fissioning spiritual energy, every part of him undergoing continuous fission at every moment.

Thus, Li Tianwei’s power increased more than a hundredfold.

Under normal circumstances, his body should have exploded on the spot.

However, Li Tianwei possessed the Undying Body of the Sacrificial Dao, so this condition was instead mistaken as a secret technique to explosively increase his power and temporarily raise his cultivation level.

Therefore, Li Tianwei could still maintain an undying state.

Feeling this unprecedented power surging through him, Li Tianwei grinned.

With the death and resentment Dao Intents behind him, he looked like a Great Demon descended upon the mortal world.

He did not know where this power came from, but killing Yuan Xixiao was clearly the right thing to do.

“Kill.”

Li Tianwei murmured.

Forming a hand seal, the dense killing intent in his eyes exploded forth in an instant.

A ferocious aura as though it had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood shot straight into the sky.

Li Tianwei’s hands moved.

Amidst the violently fissioning spiritual energy within him, he raised one hand.

“Converge to Heaven.”

This was the absolute offensive method of the Five Intentions Converge to Heaven Art, a Celestial Art executed through Dao Intent.

However, with Li Tianwei’s modification, the Converging-Heaven Intent combined three Dao Intents together—the death and resentment towering to the sky, the killing intent leading the charge…

Boom!

The warped, broken shadow behind Li Tianwei blotted out half the sky.

The immense power inspired pure, instinctive fear, as if it dragged out the most hidden, vulnerable feelings in one’s heart.

A vortex of black clouds appeared, the power already far exceeding that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator—approaching the Nascent Soul Realm.

Boom!

The elders above changed expressions.

“Not good—that’s Dao Intent!”

“You insolent brat!”

Xiao E’s expression twisted in disbelief and dread as he stared at Li Tianwei.

He could already imagine how terrifying this boy would become if allowed to grow stronger.

At once, he unleashed the power of the late Spirit Transformation Realm, striking with a massive palm.

A gigantic handprint gathered spiritual energy in violent turbulence and smashed toward Li Tianwei—not to stop him, but to kill him outright.

Seeing Xiao E make a move, Bai Muxu immediately clapped his hand.

The Chitian Sword behind him streaked through the air, its sharp radiance slicing toward the descending palm imprint.

Clang—

A sword cry rang out.

Two immense forces collided in midair, exploding into a tidal wave of spiritual energy.

The sword light pierced through the sky and split the handprint apart, shattering it into countless motes of light.

Two Spirit Transformation experts had clashed, and the pressure nearly suffocated all disciples at the dueling stage.

Even so, such overwhelming might had no effect on Li Tianwei.

Instead, his absolute killing strike continued straight toward Yuan Xixiao.

Facing certain death—

The other elders of the Sacred Land of Lingxu exchanged glances.

Someone finally made a move to stop him.

After all, the Sacred Land of Lingxu and the Sacred Land of Baiyuan had not yet fallen out.

The other two Sacred Lands were opportunistic, waiting for a chance.

If Yuan Xixiao died, the Sacred Land of Lingxu’s power might trigger a larger conflict.

Therefore, Yuan Xixiao could be crippled, but not killed.

The Nascent Soul Realm elder who acted was Ye Changxu of Seal Arts Peak.

Facing Li Tianwei’s Converging-Heaven Intent, he managed to block it—

But even so, the sheer force left him utterly shocked.

He could hardly believe that a Foundation Establishment cultivator could unleash an attack comparable to that of a Nascent Soul.

If a mere Golden Core cultivator were to face this strike, they would be instantly annihilated.

Hundred-Day Foundation, cross-realm battle, Heavenly Spiritual Root, ascension on the Heart-Questioning Steps—all of this together seemed to declare that the Sacred Land of Lingxu had just birthed an extraordinary genius.

As Li Tianwei’s offensive was finally blocked, the power he had gathered dissipated.

It was as though that frenzied outburst had been nothing more than an illusion.

Regaining clarity, Li Tianwei quietly recalled the sensations from moments ago.

Meanwhile, Yuan Xixiao was already on the ground.

Having faced Li Tianwei’s overwhelming power and the brink of death, he could clearly feel the dampness in his pants.

A flood of despairing scenes flashed before his eyes—his loved ones tortured and slaughtered, everything stripped away, immortals reduced to mortals.

“No… no…”

“Hahaha…”

Yuan Xixiao half-laughed, half-screamed in a semi-crazed state.

Above, Bai Muxu and Xiao E finally stopped their clash.

They looked at each other, and in both their eyes burned undisguised killing intent.