Chunibyo in Cultivation World

“Bold of you.”

As the formation ignited, under Qin Yueying’s command, two Nascent Soul Elders of the Blood Fiend Sect rose from within Panshan City, soaring into the air before their voices even reached the heavens — an angry roar resounded first.

Two figures appeared midair.

One was a burly man clad in a crimson robe, his face fierce and venomous — merely meeting his eyes felt like being poisoned.

The other was a thin, frail old man, his face deeply wrinkled with deathly pallor.

In his hand, he held a Soul Banner, black miasma coiling around his form as the aura of evil surged, his gaze fixed firmly on Li Tianwei.

Sensing that Li Tianwei’s cultivation was merely at the late Foundation Establishment Realm, both elders’ faces instantly darkened.

They couldn’t understand why Qin Yueying would make such a big fuss — to send two Nascent Soul Elders against a mere Foundation cultivator.

The cultivators trapped by the great formation within Panshan City finally sighed in relief upon seeing the two elders of the Blood Fiend Sect arrive.

“Look, that’s Elder Xie Ku of the mid-Nascent Soul stage and Elder Yan Shan.

Both are mighty Nascent Soul cultivators.

With their strength, this should be easily resolved.”

“With the two Blood Fiend Elders here, this disaster in Panshan City should soon be over.”

“Did you notice that the one who set up this massive formation is only a late Foundation cultivator?”

“Maybe he’s concealing his true cultivation.”

The cultivators below looked up at the sky, watching the impending clash, whispering among themselves.

Xie Ku and Yan Shan were equally puzzled as to why Qin Yueying had them deal with Li Tianwei, but with her warning, they both assumed that Li Tianwei must have hidden his true power.

“Young one, which sect or religion do you belong to? Do you not know this is the Blood Fiend Sect’s territory?”

Yan Shan’s cold tone, paired with his eerie visage, was terrifying to behold.

Beside him, Elder Xie Ku’s expression didn’t change.

Holding the Evil Soul Banner, black energy swirled around him.

Li Tianwei glanced at the two of them and immediately saw — their entire beings were wrapped in karmic sins, their hands stained with the blood of countless innocent lives.

“Blood Fiend Sect, so it truly is the Blood Fiend Sect. Against demonic cultivators like you, do I even need a reason?”

“In short — eradicating evil and defending the Dao — you all must die.”

Li Tianwei had already decided.

There was no reasoning with such beings.

In the next instant, his aura no longer hid itself.

A tremendous pressure burst forth.

The Undying Body of the Sacrificial Dao activated, and in the blink of an eye, countless explosive secret arts ignited within him.

Blood-burning, flesh-dissolving, bone-eroding, soul-severing, will-obliterating, lifespan-scorching…

One after another, these suicidal secret arts flared, pushing Li Tianwei’s cultivation from late Foundation Establishment all the way to late Golden Core Realm.

At this moment, every ritual, every secret art — all were unleashed.

Facing an entire city of demonic cultivators, Li Tianwei knew he had to go all out.

Elder Xie Ku and Yan Shan didn’t expect him to erupt right after speaking.

As demonic cultivators themselves, they naturally recognized such explosive techniques at a glance.

“This is the Black Profound Secret Art, the Lifespan-Burning Technique, and the Bone-Flaying Resentful Spirit Art…”

Elder Xie Ku, who had lived long enough to recognize them, was momentarily stunned.

All of these were forbidden demonic methods that cost one’s life.

He could hardly imagine how so many could be overlaid at once without the caster’s body collapsing.

This boy carried a great secret.

“What kind of technique can raise one’s realm by an entire major stage? Is he courting death?”

“Youngster, hand over your secret arts.”

Elder Xie Ku tapped his Soul Banner into the air.

A Nascent Soul pressure erupted, and a Nascent Soul Manifestation rose behind him — a towering figure wreathed in countless wailing souls, dense with evil thoughts and corruption.

With a swing of his banner, countless vengeful spirits poured forth.

The heavens darkened as if dusk had fallen.

Rumble...

The world fell silent.

Yan Shan was unwilling to fall behind and revealed his manifestation as well — a monstrous, grotesque beast of evil appeared behind him.

The two of them burst out simultaneously, their Nascent Soul might flooding downward.

Below, the entire Panshan City looked on in awe at the three figures clashing in the sky.

Under such pressure, even Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core cultivators could barely move.

Clearly, the battle in the heavens was far beyond their ability to intervene.

Facing the combined pressure of two Nascent Souls, Li Tianwei seemed utterly unfazed.

Instead, he looked coldly down upon all of Panshan, spiritual power surging, and spoke in an icy tone:

“I am Li Tianwei, first disciple of Heaven’s Gate Peak, Sacred Land of Lingxu. Seeing your bodies tainted with endless sin — you all deserve death.”

His voice echoed throughout the entire city.

Infused with spiritual power, every word struck the ears of all cultivators and mortals alike.

At the city gates, Liu Qi and the others, having just entered, heard the familiar voice.

They looked up in astonishment, seeing Li Tianwei standing proudly in the air, their faces full of disbelief.

“That’s…”

Feeling the immense aura radiating from him, Liu Qi and his companions couldn’t help but feel that Li Tianwei truly possessed the power to change everything.

The demonic cultivators of Panshan City, however, trembled at the mention of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

Especially the older ones — they still remembered the Demon-Purging Campaign from a hundred years ago, when the Sacred Land of Lingxu, with its own power, fought against one sect and two great religions.

That battle saw dozens of Spirit Transformation cultivators fall, nearly a hundred Nascent Souls, and countless others.

Upon hearing that name, Yan Shan and Xie Ku both trembled slightly.

The lesser demonic cultivators in Panshan grew even more terrified, fearing that the Sacred Land of Lingxu had come again.

Before panic could spread further, Li Tianwei raised his hand and waved toward the heavens.

The Five Dao Intents erupted together, alongside the Resentment Channeling Curse.

A surge of black-violet demonic flames ignited the clouds above, enveloping the sky.

Li Tianwei’s entire body was now shrouded in a thick, overwhelming demonic aura.

With his Heaven-Man Unity state active, the surrounding spiritual energy, fragmented souls, and remnant spirits twisted together into grotesque entities orbiting him, half-seen, half-hidden, shrieking faintly.

Seeing this, many within Panshan City fell silent.

Some even froze — a moment ago they had feared that the Sacred Land of Lingxu had come to destroy them, but now Li Tianwei himself looked utterly demonic.

A disciple of the Sacred Land of Lingxu… like this? Could anyone believe that?

Many began muttering that Li Tianwei must be pretending to be a righteous cultivator — killing demonic cultivators while masquerading as a “defender of justice” to avoid trouble.

At least, they thought, he could’ve hidden that overwhelming demonic aura first.

But Li Tianwei had no idea what they were thinking.

Elders Xie Ku and Yan Shan, however, were already enraged.

“Arrogant! Insolent!”

The two shouted in unison.

“You think by relying on secret arts to reach the late Golden Core stage, you can contend with us? Ridiculous!”

“Die!”

“Hand over your secrets!”

Realizing that Li Tianwei’s rise in power came purely from temporary secret arts, they now understood — he truly was only a late Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Someone of that level wasn’t even qualified to kneel before their disciples, yet he dared to speak to them as an equal.

“Evil Soul Banner! Let him suffer a fate worse than death!”

“Jié jié jié…”

Their two Nascent Soul Manifestations surged forward toward Li Tianwei.

Elder Xie Ku swung his Soul Banner, unleashing a tidal wave of malicious ghosts and spirits — thousands of them, surging like a black sea.

The power of two Nascent Souls was terrifying beyond measure.

Yet, under the explosive secret arts, Li Tianwei stood at late Golden Core Realm, and with the Five Intents revealed and his demonic flames surging, his aura rivaled theirs in might.

But for Li Tianwei, this was only the beginning.

He raised his hand.

“Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend!”