Chunibyo in Cultivation World

The Spirit Dragon could not tell what Li Tianwei was doing, but it already understood that this fellow had to be stopped—or everything would be over.

Once that thing was unleashed, it would absolutely trigger an extreme chain reaction, capable of overturning half of the Forbidden Land of Taixu.

Regardless of how this fellow managed it, the fact that he dared to refine such a dangerous thing made the Spirit Dragon deeply suspicious—he must have been sent by someone.

The Spirit Dragon did not know what to say.

It had never thought that one day, it would have to personally eliminate a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

“But with my current power…”

“I can only send those Celestial Souls.”

The Spirit Dragon hesitated for a moment, then closed its eyes, beginning to guide the Celestial Souls wandering through the Forbidden Land of Taixu.

Before long, more than a dozen ethereal silhouettes appeared upon the distant horizon.

Seeing the Celestial Souls’ arrival, a trace of nostalgia flickered across the Spirit Dragon’s eyes.

Yet it clearly understood—these Celestial Souls were not remnants left behind by fallen immortals.

They were fragments of thought, born from the lingering obsessions of those immortals after their fall.

The immortals themselves had already transcended; even the thoughts born from them were rejected by heaven and earth.

The Forbidden Land of Taixu had once been a battlefield of immortals.

After countless ages, the unaccepted thoughts of those fallen immortals coalesced into these beings known as Celestial Souls.

To some extent, they inherited a faint trace of the power once possessed by those fallen immortals.

Though they lacked the vast, terrifying might of true immortals, each possessed unique traits of their own.

Cultivators could, through these lingering thoughts, glimpse the style of the immortals and, in turn, comprehend remnants of their Dao to forge their own path.

Thus, the Forbidden Land of Taixu had become an excellent place for enlightenment.

Of course, because Celestial Souls were unconscious and chaotic, they were also extremely dangerous.

The Spirit Dragon did not actually control them, but merely guided them through its mastery over the Forbidden Land of Taixu.

Soon, these chaotic Celestial Souls, filled with madness, surged toward where Li Tianwei was.

As for Li Tianwei, he had already reached the critical point of cultivating nuclear fusion.

That was—to merge it into himself, constructing within his own body an environment suitable for fusion.

This process was exceedingly dangerous—hundreds of times more so than when he had once performed nuclear fission.

He needed to continuously refine himself, allowing his body to undergo ceaseless metamorphosis.

With the Undying Body of the Sacrificial Dao, Li Tianwei relied on all the methods he had gathered in the Sacred Land of Lingxu—techniques that could squeeze out potential to strengthen the flesh.

The transformation of the body was different from cultivation—it left tangible marks within the flesh.

With the Undying Body of the Sacrificial Dao, he feared no death.

Thus, Li Tianwei continued to push himself to the limit.

“Fire burns to temper the body, soul is trimmed to gather the flesh, spirit is shed to forge the bones…”

Li Tianwei continued to merge the energies as though burning himself into embers.

His body visibly transformed at that very moment.

“Too slow… too slow…”

Feeling the changes in his body, Li Tianwei still thought the pace was far too slow.

After all, to sustain a fusion environment required pressures and temperatures akin to those of a star.

He needed to go higher and stronger.

“Come! Absorb first!”

Li Tianwei did not hesitate—he madly absorbed the so-called Immortal Energy of heaven and earth.

Whether there was a problem with it or not, he simply did not care.

From his earlier test absorption, Li Tianwei believed his body had already adapted to this Immortal Energy, so it was fine.

Whether he had truly adapted or not—Li Tianwei thought he had.

After all, who could possibly know his own body better than himself?

Outside, as the Spirit Dragon guided the Celestial Souls toward Li Tianwei to stop him, it suddenly froze.

“How does he dare…”

It looked on as the chaotic powers within the Forbidden Land of Taixu surged collectively toward Li Tianwei—forces filled with endless evil intent and the filth born from the battle between immortals and demons in ancient times.

Such things, after fermenting through countless ages, had long become impossible to refine into usable energy.

Yet what was the Spirit Dragon seeing now? A Foundation Establishment cultivator desperately transforming that very energy into power within his own body!

For Li Tianwei, the techniques he used to refine his body through explosive potential were merely another method of energy conversion.

Using Immortal Energy to temper his body was, in truth, quite logical—it fit perfectly with the law of conservation of energy.

“Faster… faster…”

As the Spirit Dragon watched Li Tianwei’s transformation, the energy fusing together due to him grew more and more unstable—destructive energy continuously stacked upon itself.

“It’s over… it’s over…”

The Spirit Dragon no longer cared how shocking Li Tianwei’s actions were—what truly mattered now was that the fusion reaction he had triggered was extremely dangerous.

Both of them were accelerating, and the Celestial Souls in the distance were drawing ever nearer.

They had already entered the Spirit Dragon’s sight, which made it exhale in relief.

The situation for Li Tianwei, however, had turned dire—he still had not succeeded in constructing within his body a stable environment for fusion.

It was simply too difficult.

To refine one’s flesh to withstand the pressure and temperature of a star—that was a transformation of matter itself.

But in Li Tianwei’s eyes, the problem lay only in insufficient energy—yes, just insufficient.

Even though Immortal Energy far surpassed Spiritual Energy, there remained a problem.

Perhaps because his realm was too low, the Immortal Energy he refined was unusually chaotic—precious, yet containing much that was unusable.

In short, Li Tianwei believed he needed purer energy.

At that moment, the System in his consciousness issued a warning.

【Host, host, those Celestial Souls are coming—danger!】

The System grew frantic, desperately trying to awaken Li Tianwei.

Hearing the voice, Li Tianwei instantly came to his senses.

After all, Bai Muxu had repeatedly warned him—the Celestial Souls were extremely dangerous.

They were immortals, after all! In his understanding, immortals were omnipotent beings.

A single drop of their blood could give birth to all living beings.

If he, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was already so strong, then what of immortals?

They were definitely a threat.

At that moment, Li Tianwei realized the System was indeed useful—at least it warned him of danger during his deep cultivation.

Thus, Li Tianwei slowly opened his eyes.

Before him stood more than a dozen strange, distorted silhouettes, their bodies twisting and warping, distorting the surroundings, utterly incompatible with the outside world.

The energy within them was pure beyond imagination.

Indeed—in Li Tianwei’s eyes, those Celestial Souls were far too pure.

They were like the fusion of Immortal Energy from the Forbidden Land of Taixu and the power of the Land of Near Dao within the Demonic Sect Territory, multiplied countless times over.

“According to Master’s words, these Celestial Souls would never gather together. When they get close, they fight each other.”

“But why have they gathered now?”

“And why—at this very moment?”

Suddenly, Li Tianwei seemed to have realized something.