Chunibyo in Cultivation World

The aura of the Golden Core, along with the blessing of various Dao Intents—because Li Tianwei had just completed cultivating the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend Divine Ability—had caused the aura and Dao Intent around him to lean heavily toward evil and resentment.

As a result, the newly ascended disciples instinctively sensed something amiss and raised their heads toward the summit of Heaven’s Gate Peak.

In that instant, an unimaginable sight unfolded before their eyes.

Under Li Tianwei’s control, various manifestations of evil and resentment intertwined, coalescing into distorted, warped, vortex-like threads.

After cultivating the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, a condensed surge of Divine Will burst forth, influencing even the heavens and earth.

The sky darkened, evil resentment floated in the air, and the disciples at the foot of the mountain swallowed nervously at the sight.

Those who had been waving flags and shouting encouragement found their voices stuck in their throats.

Even the evil demons hiding among the crowd fell silent, trembling involuntarily.

They couldn’t understand why—but they only felt that the terrifying aura above them was far more horrifying than even themselves.

Even Zhang Linyuan, who could sense Li Tianwei’s aura through their shared root connection from the Main Peak, froze as he witnessed the outburst.

At that moment, all thoughts that Li Tianwei could kill a Spirit Transformation cultivator while still in the Golden Core Realm vanished completely.

“How could he be this demonic? Normally, someone like him should have long been lost to the Demonic World.”

“He absolutely cannot be allowed to grow any further.”

Though Zhang Linyuan had no idea how Li Tianwei had achieved such a bizarre state, this was his immediate thought.

Without hesitation, Zhang Linyuan began to direct the disciples stationed on Heaven’s Gate Peak.

Meanwhile, Li Tianwei—carrying that terrifying aura—stepped through the air, appearing slowly before everyone’s eyes.

Suspended midair, wrapped in the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, his body was wreathed in layers of Dao Intent.

For a time, no one spoke.

Li Tianwei’s cold gaze swept across them. Though others could not sense the evil demons among them, Li Tianwei—having connected with the Resentment Force of Heaven and Earth and comprehended a hundred Dao Intents—saw through all their disguises instantly.

Thus, before anyone could react, not even Zhang Linyuan, Li Tianwei raised his finger and shouted furiously.

“Bold evil demons! This is the Sacred Land of Lingxu, a holy land of the righteous path! How dare you cause trouble here!”

His sudden accusation—combined with the sinister aura radiating from his body and the overlapping demonic might of countless techniques—made Li Tianwei appear like a Descending Demon Lord.

Yet in that very state, he turned and accused them of being the demons.

At that moment, the disciples who had come to apprehend this supposed demonic cultivator stared at him, struck speechless by his righteous tone.

A single thought surfaced among them.

“Huh? I’m the evil demon?”

Some even pointed to themselves in disbelief, unable to process it.

Others exchanged bewildered glances—was such a reversal even possible?

This man, so utterly demonic in appearance, now righteously scolding them as evil demons—it was beyond absurd.

“You’re the evil demon! With all those demonic techniques, Senior Brother Li, you must have fallen into madness!”

A few disciples, more clear-headed than the rest, snapped back to their senses and immediately refuted him.

The disciples and evil demons who had been shaken by Li Tianwei’s words quickly recovered and began attacking in response.

“You’re the demon! Look at your aura—it reeks of corruption like a great fiend!”

“That’s right! Senior Brother Qing, seize him quickly!”

Shouts echoed from hundreds of voices.

Yet even now, none of them realized that Li Tianwei had already reached the Golden Core Realm.

Hearing their words, Li Tianwei’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.

Instead, he looked at the disciples of the Sacred Land of Lingxu with pity.

“Ah… my senior and junior brothers, you’ve truly fallen into delusion, blinded by these evil demons.”

“Damnable fiends—it’s all your fault!”

Li Tianwei’s face filled with righteous fury as he spoke. Despite their accusations, he held only one conviction in his heart.

He neither doubted himself nor grew enraged at those deceived by evil.

In his eyes, such behavior was merely surface-level. With a single glance, he understood the situation—they were simply under demonic influence.

After all, how could the disciples of a righteous place like the Sacred Land of Lingxu be so ignorant and foolish? They were supposed to be pure-hearted, compassionate cultivators.

Therefore, everything was clearly the work of the evil demons.

“Damnable demons!”

Li Tianwei’s fury erupted.

His gaze locked onto one figure emanating heavy corruption and gathering fragmented souls that stirred the crowd’s emotions. Without hesitation, he struck.

Without a moment’s pause, he unleashed the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend—a Divine Ability crafted precisely to deal with these evil demons.

The technique activated instantly. As a true Divine Ability, its power was absolute.

Behind Li Tianwei, countless shadowy figures surfaced—twisted, warped, and bursting apart.

Under his command, the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, formed by overlapping curses, resentments, and the side effects of his secret arts, exploded forth.

The moment it was cast, the air temperature dropped by more than ten degrees—even cultivators felt a biting chill.

A curse mark appeared between Li Tianwei’s brows, and he hurled it straight toward the loudest disciple among them.

In Li Tianwei’s eyes, that one was clearly a demon shrouded in resentment and sinister souls.

But in the disciples’ eyes, that was merely one of their own—someone who had come with them to subdue the “Great Demon” Li Tianwei.

The curse mark struck the “demon’s” body.

All the layered curses burst forth, invading the being from within.

As the ultimate combination of demonic arts and backlash, the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend served only one purpose—to twist and annihilate demons at the atomic level.

Thus, before everyone’s eyes, the disciple who had been shouting most fiercely began to convulse violently—his limbs contorting, his face twisted in agony, tears, mucus, and stench spilling everywhere.

“No! No—so much pain…!”

“Just kill me! Impossible—I’m a demon, I shouldn’t feel pain!”

Even such beings as evil demons, under the atomic torment of the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, felt excruciating agony.

Screams, howls, cries of despair—and the collapse of the physical form—were all visible to the naked eye.

The disciples who had been shouting earlier froze as they saw Li Tianwei act so decisively, striking down a comrade in an instant.

The sound of that wailing alone told them how unbearable the pain must have been.

For a moment, those who had been shouting fell silent.

All turned toward Li Tianwei in fear.