Chunibyo in Cultivation World

At the same time, the disturbances in West-Ling City slowly spread out. Above the horizon, four figures were gazing down at the city below, seemingly waiting for something.

If any powerful cultivator had been present, they would have been utterly shocked by the aura of these four.

A cultivator at the early Union Realm and three at the Out-of-Body Realm—such strength stood at the peak of the entire cultivation world, and yet they appeared together in such a remote place.

These four were the cultivators dispatched respectively by the Sacred Land of Baiyuan, Sacred Land of Yincang, and Sacred Land of Qinglan. Their mission was singular—to ambush and eliminate Li Tianwei, as predicted by the joint divination of their three Sacred Lands.

To mobilize such overwhelming power for someone at the Golden Core Realm—it was clear they had prepared thoroughly.

After all, the message received by the three Sacred Lands stated that Li Tianwei, while still at the Golden Core Realm, had slain a Spirit Transformation cultivator. To ensure success, they deemed that sending just an Out-of-Body cultivator was insufficient; they upgraded it to a Union Realm powerhouse.

Now that the Evil Demon Seal had been completely lifted, those above the Out-of-Body Realm no longer feared the restriction and could move freely.

The top combatants of the three Sacred Lands were numerous; sending three Out-of-Body cultivators and one at the Union Realm was already more than enough.

Most importantly, it was to guard against the protector of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

However, according to the joint divinations of the three Sacred Lands, strangely enough, Li Tianwei would indeed head toward West-Ling City, yet there would be no protector beside him.

Even after multiple rounds of calculation, this conclusion remained unchanged.

They did not know whether it was a trap—but it hardly mattered.

Compared to the chance of Li Tianwei leaving the Sacred Land, attacking the Sacred Land itself would be far more difficult.

That one down there—he’s Li Tianwei, right!

At this moment, one of the Out-of-Body cultivators who had been monitoring from the three Sacred Lands had already detected unusual activity within West-Ling City.

Such sinister energy... I’m starting to suspect that those people from the Sacred Land of Lingxu have joined hands with the Demonic Sect Territory—cultivating demonic arts to such a degree.

As he looked at the sight of the demonic flames rising into the sky and sensed the power emanating from Li Tianwei, he could not help but mutter.

According to intelligence, Li Tianwei possesses exceptional talent in cultivating demonic arts.

As for the source of his demonic cultivation, it likely came from the spoils taken after the battle between the Sacred Land of Lingxu and several major sects within the Demonic Sect Territory.

The remaining three slowly stood up, their gazes all locking upon Li Tianwei below.

Do we strike now?

Wait! It could be a trap. If it were your Sacred Land, would you allow such a gifted Heaven-Defying Genius to act this recklessly?

Yun Danzhi, the leader of this ambush on Li Tianwei, was a Union Realm cultivator and held full authority over the operation.

Being assigned to such a mission, Yun Danzhi dared not be careless.

Although repeated divinations had confirmed Li Tianwei’s presence in West-Ling City and that no powerful cultivator from the Sacred Land of Lingxu would appear here—

That did not mean other forces might not secretly protect him.

He had no desire for unexpected accidents over a seemingly small task.

Now that the Evil Demon Seal was completely lifted, he could move freely—dying here would be far from amusing.

Cautious, Yun Danzhi observed silently.

Meanwhile, Li Tianwei below grabbed Lin Xiaoyu, reciting an incantation under his breath.

For someone like Lin Xiaoyu, Li Tianwei already had his plans.

When he had first come to the Demonic Sect Territory, Li Tianwei had resolved to drag out these sinful demonic cultivators—lighting heavenly lamps upon them. For that purpose, he had created several unique techniques meant to be used here.

And now was precisely the time.

I originally thought this spell would be used on demonic cultivators. Never expected that the first would be a disciple of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

Gazing at Lin Xiaoyu, Li Tianwei sighed softly.

Hearing Li Tianwei’s cold words, Lin Xiaoyu instantly realized what awaited him.

N–No, please don’t!

My Lord, My Lord, Venerable One, Venerable One…！

Lin Xiaoyu frantically screamed, throwing out every form of address he could think of.

Spare me! I know where the demonic cultivators are—I’ll atone for my sins with merit!

There are still disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect within West-Ling City! Soon, the Demon Ancestor will descend here!

Despite all his pleas, Li Tianwei’s expression did not waver in the slightest.

Words from such a man were nothing but meaningless prattle to him—empty begging dressed in moral reasoning.

In Li Tianwei’s eyes, demonic cultivators deserved only death—how else could justice be served for those they had harmed?

Li Tianwei formed a hand seal.

Soul-Devouring Art.

A burst of spiritual power erupted from him as a strange ripple began to swirl around.

Simultaneously, the Saint Soul Banner in his hand emitted a faint black-purple light. Thin threads of energy extended outward, swiftly wrapping around Lin Xiaoyu and piercing directly into his divine consciousness.

Burn.

With a flick of Li Tianwei’s hand, terrifying heat ignited.

The despairing Lin Xiaoyu, who had still been pleading moments before, suddenly felt the torment that those mortals—once trafficked and refined by his own hands—had suffered.

And that was only the beginning. Agony seeped deep into his consciousness, through bone and blood, spreading threads of despairing pain.

It was a torment Lin Xiaoyu had never known—his very soul hollowed out, flames igniting within it.

From the divine soul to the marrow, it spread to every part of his body.

A suspended torture had begun.

Devoured by ten thousand ants, the plundering of the soul—overwhelming agony crushed his mind completely.

No… No! I don’t want this…！

Lin Xiaoyu screamed and wailed.

Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, seal!

Li Tianwei turned his hand, decisively invoking the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend divine power.

But he did not use it to kill Lin Xiaoyu—instead, he intended for him to sink eternally into this torment, forever feeling the agony of his soul being lit as a heavenly lamp.

Soon, under the activation of the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, a violent divine aura burst forth.

A mass of eerie black mist sealed the area around Lin Xiaoyu. Countless tendrils stretched out, slowly dragging him inside.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyu would taste, in excruciating detail, the agony of endless torment through eternity.

Meanwhile, as Li Tianwei unleashed his divine power, the blood-eyed Ancestor of Heavenly Blood also sensed it—and his composure shattered.

A Divine Power… it’s actually a Divine Power! Though… this aura feels strange.

Impossible! He’s only at the Golden Core Realm! Cultivating for less than a year, and he’s already comprehended a Divine Power? Such talent…

The Ancestor of Heavenly Blood could no longer suppress his shock.

This was not mere Dao Intent—Divine Power was not something attained through comprehension alone.

The difficulty of mastering Divine Power was such that even immortals might never grasp a single one.

In the entire cultivation world today, cultivators who had awakened Divine Powers could be counted on ten fingers.

That only further revealed Li Tianwei’s terrifying genius.

Even the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood could sense it.

And high above, Yun Danzhi and his three companions, upon witnessing Li Tianwei’s display of Divine Power, widened their eyes in disbelief.

How could this be possible...