Chunibyo in Cultivation World

“Sir, senior, we can talk this out peacefully!”

Feeling Li Tianwei’s gaze—and seeing Yan Shan, whose strength had been on par with his, fall right before him—Elder Xie Ku was utterly panicked.

In his eyes, Li Tianwei not having killed him with a single strike earlier must have meant there was a reason, so he hurriedly began to beg for mercy.

When Li Tianwei saw Xie Ku begging, he swept his eyes over him from head to toe.

Keeping Xie Ku alive wasn’t for no reason.

As a disciple of a righteous Sacred Land, how could Li Tianwei ignore the sight of an evil cultivator refining others’ souls without intervening?

Moreover, he had long been considering acquiring a secret art to counter divine souls—this Xie Ku, without doubt, possessed a degree of skill in that area.

“Hand over your banner, and tell me the method to control these souls.”

Li Tianwei stretched out his hand toward the elder and spoke directly.

Pa…

Without a moment’s hesitation, Xie Ku immediately set down the Evil Soul Banner in his hand and quickly said,

“I’ve already lifted the restraints on this banner, sir. You can use it freely.”

“This is my cultivation art, the Soul-Refining Method of Yin Spirits. It allows one to command all kinds of fierce ghosts and evil souls, and to refine them into soul essence.”

Xie Ku was exceedingly tactful—he understood Li Tianwei’s intention and immediately offered up his cultivation method.

At this moment, he cared for nothing else—he only wanted to live.

The longer one lived, the more one feared death.

He still wished to enjoy life—after all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, honored as a distinguished guest wherever he went.

Seeing how cooperative Xie Ku was, Li Tianwei stepped closer, glanced briefly at the Evil Soul Banner and the technique, flipped through it once casually, then picked up the banner.

The moment he made contact, Li Tianwei felt the dense resentment energy within the banner, along with the howling of countless souls trapped inside.

With a single glance, Li Tianwei could tell that many of these souls had once been innocent lives.

It was clear just how heinous Xie Ku’s sins were!

However, an excellent idea soon came to Li Tianwei’s mind.

Killing such demonic cultivators outright was far too easy for them.

For beings like them, their souls should be extracted and tormented in a hundred ways.

“You’ve done well. I already said, your bodies are steeped in sin—such wickedness deserves extermination.”

“So, come—enter the banner!”

Li Tianwei raised the Evil Soul Banner high and, without hesitation, released the various resentful energies and spiritual power within his body, commanding the numerous refined evil souls inside the banner.

“You… have no martial virtue!”

Xie Ku’s face changed drastically, pointing at Li Tianwei in outrage.

“Martial virtue? Against the likes of you evil and demonic cultivators?”

“Come—enter the banner!”

“Submit to my command, and allow me to cleanse a portion of your sins!”

Hearing Xie Ku’s outcry, Li Tianwei felt nothing.

Virtue and morality—such things he only extended to good people.

These ones? When they tormented others, the strong oppressed the weak, massacring entire families without a thought.

Now that the blade turned toward them, they demanded morality?

Li Tianwei waved his hand decisively.

Regardless of Xie Ku’s struggles, he was immediately bound by the Prison Heaven Divine Power, suppressed under the Golden Core’s might, and shredded by the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend.

This time, however, Li Tianwei slightly restrained his strength—after all, he still needed their souls.

“Go—take vengeance on those who have wronged you. See those whose bodies are steeped in sin? Drag them into the banner.”

Li Tianwei waved the Evil Soul Banner once more.

Terrifying yin energy and demonic aura surged outward, enveloping all of Panshan City.

Countless evil souls and fierce ghosts screamed as they charged downward.

At that moment, the cultivators and demonic practitioners below, who had witnessed the deaths of two Nascent Soul experts, were struck with terror.

Li Tianwei’s entire body radiated a demonic black mist, his aura overwhelming the heavens.

His Golden Core whirled endlessly, while the grand array around him sealed off the outside world.

Under Li Tianwei’s command, the swarming evil souls and ghosts howled and collided, plunging down like a tidal wave.

Naturally, Li Tianwei directed them toward specific targets—there were still many ordinary people within Panshan City, after all.

With the monstrous resentment energy surging within him, the strength of these ghosts and evil souls multiplied many times over.

Most importantly, Li Tianwei had no fear of losing control, even after commanding so many evil spirits.

He fully unleashed his power—after all, who could be more “evil” than Li Tianwei himself?

To him, he cultivated the most righteous of Dao.

Under his radiance, all evil and ghosts were bound to obey.

Evil? Where was the evil in that?

The sky darkened under the flood of fierce ghosts and evil souls, descending like a tsunami.

Behind them followed Li Tianwei’s terrifying Golden Core—whenever resistance appeared, it suppressed it instantly.

“No…”

Below, countless cultivators and demonic practitioners screamed in horror.

None had imagined that the slaughter they once inflicted upon innocent mortals would one day come upon them.

Could they resist? How could they?

“Please! Don’t!”

“Sir! Sir, I was wrong…”

“Must demonic cultivators die? Aren’t you also full of resentment energy?”

“Please, sir! I’m a disciple of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan! I’m righteous too!”

Cries echoed from all corners—but they did nothing to stop the massacre.

As for the ordinary people below, upon seeing the sea of ghosts descending, they did not panic like the demonic cultivators.

Instead, they closed their eyes and waited for death—it was, to them, a release.

At this moment, the full spectrum of human emotion unfolded below.

These so-called cultivators, now twisted into demonic forms, were no different from mortals.

When the ghosts and evil souls bypassed the ordinary folk, those people realized—they were not the targets.

Some demonic cultivators even tried to use mortals as shields, but their fate was clear.

Could anyone deceive Li Tianwei’s gaze?

“Enter the banner!”

Blood-red light flooded Panshan City as the fierce ghosts and evil souls tore through countless cultivators, capturing their souls and dragging them into the banner.

Li Tianwei immediately began refining them within the Evil Soul Banner.

Watching their agonized struggles, Li Tianwei couldn’t help but sigh.

“Alas, pain is only temporary.”

“You, steeped in sin, enter my banner. I’ll have you slay demonic cultivators and evil demons to earn merit for the world.

That will lessen your guilt—what could be better?”

“So, be obedient—come in.”

“I truly am great kindness itself. After all the wrongs they’ve done, I still think for their sake. By allowing them into the banner, they can accumulate merit and lessen their sins.”

Li Tianwei declared himself a righteous man indeed—others would have annihilated their souls completely, but he let them keep one.

“This is great kindness indeed.”

Li Tianwei thought that anyone who saw this would surely say the same—great kindness.

Below, however, Panshan City had turned into hell on earth.

Within the Evil Soul Banner, every trapped ghost and spirit had suffered unimaginable torment, each refined through boundless pain.

No one understood suffering better than they did.

But under Li Tianwei’s absolute power, these ghosts and evil souls only targeted the demonic cultivators and evil demons.

At this moment, it was as Liu Qi once said—this was the Eighteenth Level of Hell.

Li Tianwei had brought that hell upon the demonic cultivators themselves.

Screams of agony echoed endlessly as evil souls and ghosts tore everything apart.

Meanwhile, in the grand hall at the center of Panshan City, Qin Yueying—out of caution—had not acted, letting Xie Ku and Yan Shan test Li Tianwei first.

Never did she imagine the situation would come to this.

Li Tianwei truly intended to destroy the entire city.

Most terrifying of all was his endless arsenal of divine powers, mysterious Golden Core, formidable spells, and his perfect unity of heaven and man—

All of it marked him as an existence beyond the ordinary.

“No… he must be dealt with. Otherwise, he will become the greatest calamity to our demonic kind. He hasn’t fully grown yet—perhaps… I can still…”

Qin Yueying seemed to have thought of something.