Make the Immortal Sect Great Again

As his voice faded, endless killing intent radiated from Kunyun. Though he made no movement, massive waves of force surged to life, displacing the air.

To Xuanhe, standing a short distance away, these normally negligible winds now carried physical weight. They battered him in solid waves, forcing him to deploy his magical power to shield himself just to stay on his feet in the violent squall.

”Hiss...!”

Shielding Chenlong, Xuanhe rapidly retreated to open the distance. But the moment he stepped back, the scene before him blurred.

The next second, the world spun around him.

”Huh?”

When Xuanhe looked up, he was astonished to find he hadn’t moved from his original spot. Instead, it was Kunyun who had vanished.

He turned toward Wang Ping and saw him sitting cross-legged, hands forming incantation seals. A magnificent chart lay unrolled before him, and Wang Ping was staring into it with a solemn expression.

Xuanhe realized he had just been caught in a divine power. Wang Ping had deliberately released him, worried that the shockwaves of his battle with Kunyun would injure him... Just then, blinding radiance erupted from the chart.

”Rumble!”He could faintly hear an earth-shattering boom like thunder rolling across the sky, filling him with an indescribable unease.

Will he win?

”Rumble!”

Kunyun slowly stepped forward. Without any grand gestures, he simply pointed a finger. A dim, gray speck of light, no larger than a mustard seed, lit up at his fingertip.

The instant the light appeared, Wang Ping felt the Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart in his hands become thousands of times heavier. He quickly extended a palm to support it, keeping the divine power’s radiance aloft. If its magic collapsed, the divine power would shatter, and Kunyun would break free from the chart.

”A Single Dust Enclosing a Sea of Realms!”

Wang Ping grew vigilant. He instantly recognized this Major Divine Ability that Xuanci had mentioned several times, its profound mechanics flashing through his mind.

To sum it up in one sentence:

”Within a single mote of dust lies a sea of realms as numerous as dust itself, and within one realm lies an unfathomable ocean. It is the technique of containing countless, immeasurable things within a speck of dust—a transformation art of Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed.”

It sounded rather ordinary.

However, it ranked as a Major Divine Ability because the scope of its magic was extremely broad. In other words, it could transform absolutely anything.

For example—

”Shrink, shrink, shrink!”

Kunyun steadied that speck of light and threw his head back in laughter. He barely moved, merely parting his lips to chant the spell three times in rapid succession.

The next second, the world within the Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart abruptly began shrinking around Wang Ping. It collapsed toward the speck of light at Kunyun’s fingertip, turning Mount Sumeru into a mustard seed. The chart’s sun, moon, mountains, and rivers were plummeting into the divine power.

During this process, Kunyun’s figure grew increasingly larger. His head reached the firmament and his feet planted on the earth, making it look as if he would burst this painted world open!

”Hmph...”

Wang Ping did not hesitate. He suspended the scroll in the air. Almost simultaneously, blazing divine light soared from the over ten thousand City God Temples in the Capital below.

”Hold!”

At Wang Ping’s decree, the City God Temples channeled the earth veins. Like countless driving nails, they perfectly aligned with the scenery inside the Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart.

This was another profound mystery of the Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart. What did it mean to possess the ’merit of a Heavenly Being’? The key lay in heaven and humanity. The real-world City God Temples and their ordained deities were not rendered useless once the divine power was cultivated. Instead, they continued to empower the divine power, drastically amplifying its might!

Soon, the world within the chart shifted once more.

With the real-world City God Temples acting as anchors, the compressed world within the chart abruptly expanded, returning to its original vastness.

Whatever you carve away, I will grow back.

As the new space filled in, Kunyun’s colossal figure naturally shrank, reverting to the size of an ordinary person.

But a second later, he smiled.

He reversed his incantation seal, and the speck of light burst into full bloom. The transformation inverted—now the mustard seed was expanding into Mount Sumeru.

”Rumble!”

The sun, moon, mountains, and rivers he had just shrunk recovered in a single breath, while the speck of light evolved into a ceaseless, ever-expanding storm.

Viewed from outside the chart, the Capital was no longer visible at the center of the Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart. All that remained was a continuously expanding gaseous sphere. It swelled by the instant, and at this rate, it would soon outgrow the world within the chart and reach the scale of an actual planet!

He wants to swallow me whole?

Wang Ping’s gaze was calm. He knew exactly what Kunyun was thinking. A Single Dust Enclosing a Sea of Realms was also a Major Divine Ability, and Kunyun’s cultivation was ultimately higher than his own.

It was the most fundamental disparity.

His Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart had yet to endure the final Heavenly Thunder tribulation, whereas Kunyun’s A Single Dust Enclosing a Sea of Realms had long since reached flawless perfection.

There was a gap in precision between them!

By relying on a stronger divine power and higher precision, Kunyun aimed to devour Wang Ping alive. It was simple and crude, yet virtually unsolvable.

If there were only a single ink dot on a painting, the painter could easily erase it. But if the ink dot grew large enough to cover the entire canvas, even the painter would be helpless... Wang Ping naturally refused to let that happen. He pulled out his trump card.

”Clang!”

The Battle-Victorious Demon-Quelling Blade left its sheath. With a flicker, Wang Ping flew directly into the chart from the outside, dashing straight toward Kunyun.

”Hm?”

Kunyun noticed this. Lightning sparked in his eyes as he instantly discerned that this was no painted phantom, but Wang Ping’s true body.

”...Courting death!”

Without the slightest hesitation, he shifted the direction of A Single Dust Enclosing a Sea of Realms. The vast, boundless light of Mount Sumeru crashed down toward Wang Ping!

Yet at this exact moment, Wang Ping exhaled. A bizarre, eerie gale suddenly tore through the tranquil painted world.

”Rumble...!”

At first, the wind was merely a rushing rustle, but it instantly transformed into a roar louder than thunder. Shredding the firmament, it blew directly into Kunyun’s divine power.

Kunyun thought nothing of it at first. Given the fundamental disparity in their divine powers, a sliver of his divine consciousness could not be matched by the spiritual qi environment of a mere Turbid Earth and Darkened Heavens. He never expected that this great wind was no ordinary magic.

It was the Bi Wind!

Taking the vanguard among the three heavenly calamities, this wind would blow through the crown of the head into the five viscera and six bowels, then pass through the dantian and the nine orifices. It could dissolve flesh and bone, forcing even divine powers to disintegrate!

”Crack!”

Struck by the Bi Wind, the vast and boundless light of Mount Sumeru melted away like winter snow. It crumbled on the spot, utterly unable to withstand the gale!

Moreover, though called a wind, its speed far exceeded a normal gale.

Before Kunyun could even react, the Bi Wind reached him, burrowing viciously into the crown of his head like a venomous snake.

”What!?”

The three heavenly calamities made any Tribulation Transcending cultivator pale at their mere mention. Even surviving them did not mean one was entirely free of their terror.

Transcending a tribulation was, plainly speaking, a matter of outlasting it. By relying on Dharma treasures or medicinal pills—spending enough resources—there was always hope of enduring. But that didn’t render a cultivator immune afterward. The heavenly tribulation’s profound mechanics remained unsolvable.

That was right, unsolvable.

Unless a cultivator successfully refined their Dao and entirely transcended the Tribulation Transcending realm, the heavenly tribulation could always inflict damage, regardless of their cultivation level!

In short, it inflicted true damage.

Naturally, upon reaching the Tribulation Transcending Third Layer, a cultivator’s vitality would be vast enough that the sliver of true damage caused by a heavenly tribulation would be negligible; their recovery would simply outpace it.

But this Kunyun was not his true body.

To a mere sliver of divine consciousness from a Tribulation Transcending Third Layer expert, the true damage of the Bi Wind remained exceptionally severe. But what shocked him most was this:

He can command the heavenly tribulations?!

Before Kunyun could ponder the reason, Wang Ping entered sub-light speed and closed the distance. He hoisted the Battle-Victorious Demon-Quelling Blade and delivered a full-force slash!

Unfortunately for Kunyun, the Bi Wind was still howling within his body. This vessel had been refined from Xuanyin’s body, and merely bearing Kunyun’s divine consciousness already strained it to the breaking point. It couldn’t possibly withstand the Bi Wind. The body began to crack inch by inch, bolts of crackling lightning erupting from its fissures.

Faced with Wang Ping’s slash, he had no way to evade!

Worse, as the blade descended, billowing fiery light erupted from its edge, crashing straight into his Dharma body.

As expected... it’s the Yin Fire!

Kunyun was filled with awe. The Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart truly lived up to its peerless reputation; it could actually manipulate the three heavenly calamities!

Immediately after, the fiery light detonated.

”Boom!”

The wind fanned the flames. As the Bi Wind and Yin Fire converged, a brilliant radiance poured from Kunyun’s body, swallowing him whole.

Taking the brunt of the attack, Kunyun’s head was cleaved apart and exploded. A headless corpse was left standing stiffly in place, wind and fire rolling furiously around its neck stump to melt flesh and disintegrate divine powers... No wonder Wang Ping had dared to clash with him head-on; he had been hiding this trump card all along!

Incredible.

He has only endured two calamities so far. If he survives the Heavenly Thunder calamity as well, wouldn’t he be able to command the Heavenly Thunder? From then on, wouldn’t he just blast anyone he meets with lightning right off the bat?

This child absolutely cannot be allowed to live!

Kunyun’s thoughts raced, and he rapidly made a decision. Disregarding his half-destroyed body, he firmly maintained his incantation seals. His divine consciousness transformed into a booming, thunderous voice that echoed outward: ”I respectfully invite the wood qi to take dominion! Born from the husk, taking the form of thunder, blazing with fire to ride the dragon!”

The moment he finished speaking, his body detonated. There was no blood or flesh—only an overwhelming torrent of thunder and fire bursting forth like a breached dam, accompanied by a piercing dragon’s roar that could shatter metal and crack stone!

”Roar!”

Almost simultaneously, Wang Ping vanished, retreating over ten thousand li in an instant. But he still couldn’t escape—a massive dragon claw slowly reached down from above his head!

In that instant, thunder smashed through the darkness.

Wang Ping saw a towering dragon silhouette entrenched in the firmament. Its body was almost entirely hidden within the depths of the void, devoid of light or shadow, revealing nothing but its massive outline.

From this majestic dragon phantom, only a single claw stretched out from the void into tangible reality. Every scale on it was strikingly lifelike, flowing with golden-red sparks of thunder and fire. It snatched down at his location, seemingly intent on crushing the very heaven and earth around him within its grasp!

In that moment, Wang Ping couldn’t hide his shock.

What Kunyun was displaying was no longer a mere divine power, but a profound utilization of the forces of heaven and earth achieved only when cultivation reached the absolute limit of the Tribulation Transcending realm.

Thanks to You Xuexin, he had read the Daoist treatises concerning the yang wood in the heavens and the Thunder Sound Universal Transformation Azure Thunder Qi.

Among them was a single line:

”Yang wood in the heavens, becoming thunder and dragon.”

Wang Ping saw clearly that this was Kunyun’s final strike. Yet this strike had already surpassed the Tribulation Transcending Second Layer—it unleashed a might that only a Tribulation Transcending Third Layer expert could possess!