Chunibyo in Cultivation World

Very soon, under Li Tianwei’s endless tempering and refinement—

He fused that strange chain of decay within his Golden Core into the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend. Once the two merged—

Li Tianwei could feel the transformation of the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend. Once unleashed, countless states of decay and curses of resentment would superimpose, directly striking at the very origin—one’s divine soul.

Like a bone-burrowing sore, it would continuously invade, altering life itself at the atomic level and erasing existence entirely.

The power—he could not even estimate how many times stronger it had become.

As for its destructive force, range, and the pressure it exuded—in Li Tianwei’s eyes, it already carried the flavor of the Prison Heaven Divine Power.

Since it bore the flavor of a divine power, then it was a divine power. Therefore, there was no problem.

“Done—my self-created divine power.”

Li Tianwei immediately activated this Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, which had now completely transformed into a divine power—at least, according to his own belief.

Soon, a wave of sinister yin energy descended. A peculiar, wicked aura thick with curses of resentment spread outward toward the Western Surroundings.

If one shared Li Tianwei’s insight, they would discover that throughout the entire region under his control, even at the atomic level, the twisted and mutating power of the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend permeated everything. It sealed off all worldly existence— even spiritual energy became tainted, infectious, and began to mutate.

Seeing such contagion and its vast reach, Li Tianwei was quite satisfied.

In his opinion, this method was the best way to deal with evil demons—they were not human, felt no pain, and had no emotions. Hence, there was no need for morality. Kill them however one pleased.

After that, Li Tianwei began refining the finer details.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Daoist Master Lan Yu, who had returned together with Li Tianwei, rushed straight to the main peak of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

The main reason was that the shock Li Tianwei had given him was simply too immense. A Golden Core Realm cultivator within less than a year—such cultivation speed was nearly unheard of in the history of the cultivation world.

But compared to Li Tianwei’s other aspects, it was actually nothing short of mediocre.

A hundred Dao Intents, that terrifyingly strange Golden Core, the power to crush a Spirit Transformation cultivator while still at the Golden Core stage—when combined, his cultivation speed appeared utterly ordinary.

Lan Yu had once personally witnessed Bai Muxu reach the Spirit Transformation Realm at fifty years of age, and back then, he had marveled at such a heaven-defying genius unseen for ten thousand years.

Yet now, when he compared them—Lan Yu didn’t even know how to describe it. Bai Muxu suddenly seemed pitiful, far inferior to his own disciple.

Was Li Tianwei the reincarnation of an immortal? A great power reborn in this age? Or perhaps someone who had seized another’s body? The last seemed least likely.

If one truly possessed such an ability, why bother with possession? One would have long ascended already. To claim he was “stuck” at the level of evil demons—how laughable would that be?

Arriving at the main peak, Lan Yu immediately used his elder’s token to contact the Sacred Lord of Lingxu.

Unfortunately, there was no response. Lan Yu then remembered that Bai Muxu was currently attempting a breakthrough to the Out-of-Body Realm, and many strong cultivators from the sacred land had gone to assist him.

They were all hoping to discern the flaw on the path from Spirit Transformation to Out-of-Body—why did those attempting the breakthrough always fall into the Five Decays of Heaven and Man and succumb to Heart Demons?

Where exactly lay the crux of the problem?

“The Sacred Lord can’t be reached… nor the self-sealed Supreme Elders or the elders in the Union Realm.”

Realizing the terrifying potential of Li Tianwei, Lan Yu could no longer care about anything else—he had to inform the higher powers of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

Li Tianwei had already drawn the attention of other sacred lands. Only they possessed the strength to protect him.

At once, Lan Yu arrived at the Grand Hall atop the main peak.

As a prodigy likely to reach the Out-of-Body Realm and perhaps even ascend to the Union Realm, Lan Yu possessed a certain degree of authority.

Although not as high as Bai Muxu’s, it was enough to activate the main peak’s grand array—to awaken several self-sealed elders above the Out-of-Body Realm, as well as summon all Spirit Transformation Peak Masters of the Sacred Land of Lingxu to discuss this urgent matter.

However, due to Bai Muxu’s current breakthrough, only a few elders responded to Lan Yu’s summons.

Before long, the array atop the main peak rippled outward.

The Spirit Transformation Realm elders and Peak Masters of the Sacred Land of Lingxu all received the message and headed toward the Grand Hall.

Meanwhile, deep within the hundred-thousand mountains behind the main peak, several terrifying auras slowly awakened.

Under such vast spiritual pressure, every disciple within the Sacred Land felt a fleeting, inexplicable weight upon their hearts.

Soon, under Lan Yu’s activation, over a dozen figures materialized within the Grand Hall.

Among them, three were non-corporeal, semi-transparent projections floating in the air, overlooking the hall—their gazes locked upon Lan Yu.

The aura emanating from these few was far deeper and vaster than that of Lan Yu, who was a Spirit Transformation cultivator—it was clear they were beings beyond that realm.

“Lan Yu, what has happened? Why have you summoned us?”

The Peak Master of Yuanhong Peak, who was acquainted with Lan Yu, was the first to ask.

“You even alarmed the Supreme Elders…”

Lan Yu did not immediately respond. His expression turned solemn as he clasped his hands and bowed deeply.

“Honored elders, this matter is of grave importance. I had no choice but to awaken my uncles, masters, and the Supreme Elders. Please, take your seats first.”

Seeing Lan Yu so serious, the Peak Masters and elders all seated themselves, waiting for his report.

“Please, everyone, look.”

Lan Yu directly manifested his divine soul.

Soon, the events outside the Forbidden Land of Taixu appeared above the hall, projected through his divine soul.

First came Elder Fuzhen’s attack, the combined assault of the three Spirit Transformation cultivators, and then Li Tianwei’s tribulation scene.

After that came Li Tianwei’s refining of two Spirit Transformation souls and the terrifying detonation of his Golden Core—everything was vividly displayed through Lan Yu’s soul projection.

This was the mastery over one’s divine soul after stepping into the Spirit Transformation Realm—one could project every memory within, even recalling and displaying memories from infancy.

The mysteries of the divine soul were truly the treasures of the cultivation path.

Originally, the summoned elders and Peak Masters had gathered with mild curiosity, but after witnessing all that had occurred before the Forbidden Land of Taixu, their expressions grew increasingly grim.

“Golden Core slaying Spirit Transformation? A hundred Dao Intents?”

“How is this possible? Could such a talent truly exist?”

“How did he achieve this? Impossible…”

Several elders even began doubting themselves.

After all, among those present, only a few had ever comprehended a Dao Intent. Who among them hadn’t once lingered in the Golden Core Realm? They knew that realm’s limits intimately.

The gap between Golden Core and Spirit Transformation was unimaginably vast—entirely incomparable.

Not to mention that the divine soul itself was a completely new level of power, capable of effortlessly crushing the Golden Core stage, let alone the laws beyond it.

It was an entirely different class of existence.

From Qi Refinement to Nascent Soul, power might still share similarities—but Spirit Transformation marked a qualitative leap. If one were to compare, breaking through from Nascent Soul to Spirit Transformation was akin to experiencing an Ascension.

That was how vast the gap was. To hear of such a thing was as absurd as being told that a mortal had slain an immortal.

Among the semi-transparent elder projections stood Zhang Linyuan.

As a hidden demon, he had already learned through the Sacred Land of Baiyuan that the grand plan of the Three Great Sacred Lands had failed. He had assumed Lan Yu must have used some secret method to annihilate them.

But now, upon seeing Lan Yu’s soul projection, Zhang Linyuan realized that what he had once deemed barely possible—had indeed truly occurred.

A Golden Core… slaying Spirit Transformation.

“No… this cannot be allowed. We must not let him continue to grow. He is the dying world’s ultimate weapon of resistance.”

Zhang Linyuan suppressed the turbulent emotions within his heart.