I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The Heavenly Wind God was enshrouded by the dark golden divine dao light.

The Ancient Bell of Time revolved around the Heavenly Wind God, and each of its tolls signified the passing of ten thousand years.

If a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure were to relinquish all resistance against the Ancient Bell of Time, they would age at an alarming rate and could even die as a result.

Emperor Qing Hua poured forth all of his powers into the divine tool.

The Heavenly Wind God cocked its head to the side as it looked at Emperor Qing Hua with a confused expression. “What are you doing?”

Emperor Qing Hua’s heart jolted slightly. Some time had already passed, but the Heavenly Wind God didn’t appear to have been affected at all.

A smile suddenly appeared on the Heavenly Wind God’s face. “Oh, I get it. You’re trying to make me age.”

It opened its hand, and a miniature, white wind spiral appeared in its palm.

“You don’t seem to have understood the meaning behind my existence. I am the very heavens. The heavens are eternal and will never age…

“You want to use the power of time to make the heavens age? What a naive idea.”

The white wind spiral swept forth as it spoke.

Whoosh…

The wind spiral cut through Emperor Qing Hua’s power of the divine dao like a hot knife through butter.

Emperor Qing Hua’s expression shifted, and he instantly hurtled back in retreat.

However, the wind spiral was too fast for even Qing Hua to evade. It spanned the distance of several hundred kilometers in the blink of an eye, and even the dancing snowflakes in the sky were instantly wiped away.

Whoosh!

Blood splattered through the air.

The divine body Emperor Qing Hua had cultivated for countless years was sliced cleanly in half by the wind spiral.

His life force immediately became weak, and even his soul was severely wounded after his body was sliced in half as he fell feebly from the sky.

“Qing Hua!”

“I’ll f*cking kill you!”

Emperor Ziwei and Emperor Tian Huang roared at the same time.

Emperor Ziwei hurled a small, silver spear through the air, from which a divine light erupted as if it could pierce through all things in this world. It crashed violently into the blue enchantment barrier, making it tremor violently.

This was the intermediate-rank divine tool, the Galactic Realm Piercing Spear.

At the height of its power, it could even pierce through two worlds.

Emperor Ziwei had now injected all his powers into the Galactic Realm Piercing Spear, making it a truly unstoppable weapon capable of puncturing all things!

Emperor Tian Huang pulled out a piece of artwork from his storage ring, which depicted nine peculiar-looking beings. Even though their looks were a bit bizarre, the paramount majesty they possessed was undeniable.

“Nine Sage Mystic Painting, I summon the Myriad Lightning Sage!”

Emperor Tian Huang made a hand seal, and his power of the lightning divine dao exploded before merging into the painting.

A monster with a dragon’s body, four lightning claws, and eight pairs of wings leaped out from the artwork. Its emergence instantly transformed the entire heaven and earth into a scintillating realm of lightning.

This Myriad Lightning Sage monster roared as it pounced toward the Heavenly Wind God.

On one side was the silver spear that could pierce through two worlds, and on the other side was a monster imbued with boundless holy might. The two emperors had unleashed their full-force attacks, and the Heavenly Wind God finally took defensive measures.

It patted its body with both hands, upon which a transparent barrier of wind appeared around its body.

All of the emperors were struck by a sense of familiarity. That barrier was most likely the same as the barriers around the snow mountains that had fallen upon The United University of Cultivation!

The Galactic Realm Piercing Spear was imbued with the boundless, incandescent power of stars, lighting up the entire world and threatening to pierce through the entire heavens.

Screech screech screech…

The spear struck the Heavenly Wind God’s barrier, upon which an extremely sharp screeching erupted.

On the other side, the terrifying Myriad Lightning Sage hurtled toward it at astonishing speed atop a sea of lightning.

Its four lightning claws were easily able to pulverize thousands of mountains with a single swipe but they were unable to go even half an inch further after striking the Heavenly Wind God’s barrier!

The Heavenly Wind God’s golden eyes flashed as it looked up at the Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures before it with a disdainful expression. “Save your energy. I am Wind of the Heavenly Dao. The barrier of wind I have created represents the will of the entire heavens. It is the law of this world and cannot be broken.”

“No one can break it? The Purple Star was able to stab a huge hole in the heavens! We can definitely break your supposed will of the heavens!” Emperor Ziwei roared and countless stars flashed through his eyes as the penetrative power of the Galactic Realm Piercing Spear continued to elevate.

The Heavenly Wind God’s expression darkened slightly. The heavens had no emotions, but the representatives of the Heavenly Dao did possess some emotional capacity.

Bursts of strange light erupted from the Heavenly Wind God’s halo of wind as it extended a pair of translucent, white palms to the sky.

“What a joke!”

A huge tornado began to appear.

The tornado that was imbued with its paramount power swept toward the Galactic Realm Piercing Spear and the Myriad Lightning Sage before sucking away their powers and blowing them away like frail leaves…

The Myriad Lightning Sage let loose an anguished wail before its body was torn apart by the tornado.

The silver spear was also blown through the air.

“We can’t do it! That barrier is too strong!” Emperor Tian Huang wore an expression of astonishment, and blood trickled down from the corners of his lips due to the backlash of having his spell technique destroyed.

At this moment, Emperor Ziwei suddenly turned toward another direction.

There was a man in a white robe there.

He knew that before they had arrived, that man was able to break through the seemingly indestructible barrier before destroying one of the snow mountains…

At this moment, several thousand alien-tribe powerful beings had swarmed out from the spatial gate within the gargantuan divine mountain.

All of them were extremely powerful. Their white scales acted as extremely potent armor, and they were capable of unleashing all sorts of peculiar spell techniques.

“Hahaha… Ants of this world, experience the horror of us Wind Demons!”

All of the powerful beings pounced toward the students with sinister smiles on their faces.

The Dao Body Stage students unleashed a relentless barrage of attack against the Wind Demons, but they were unable to break through their scale armor.

It was quite clear that all of these Wind Demons were predominantly at the Spirit Nurturing Stage or above.

“Hehe, you’re all trash! Pitiful ants like you do not deserve to live in such a beautiful world!”

“Kill them all!”

Cruel, ruthless smiles appeared on their faces as they pulled out all types of strange weapons. They were now less than a hundred meters away from the tens of thousands of students.

At this moment, a man in a flowing white robe appeared before all of the students.

The man’s arrival was very spontaneous, and none of the Wind Demons thought much of him.

However, if they had been paying attention, they would’ve seen that all of the students’ expressions had shifted from anxiety and horror to unbridled veneration and reverence.

The Wind Demons were still charging ahead, and they were already envisioning themselves chopping all of the trash before them into countless pieces.

All the way up until that white-robed man unleashed a sword projection that extended for several dozen kilometers.

Only then did they abruptly discover that they were the true trash…

The inky-black sword projection obscured the entire sky, engulfing everything within its wake. Thousands of Wind Demons were cut down without any resistance, as if they didn’t even exist.

The sword projection disappeared.

There was not even a single Wind Demon left.

More Wind Demons charged in through the spatial gate.

“Charge!”

“Kill all of the trash within this world, hahaha…”

They chortled as they raised their weapons.

However, they were all dumbstruck by the sight that greeted them.

“Huh? Where are all our tribal brethren?”

An Lin answered them with a smile, “You mean all that trash that came in before you? I killed them all.”