Chunibyo in Cultivation World

As that group of strange disciples gathered inside the grand hall—

After that deafening roar, the entire hall instantly darkened.

Even the spiritual energy within was drained away, replaced by a suffocating aura of grievance and death.

The grand hall underwent a sudden transformation, as if completely cut off from the outside world.

The abrupt change left the disciples, who had moments ago been celebrating, utterly stunned.

Liu Muyu, who had been walking toward the entrance of the hall to receive the two elders, froze mid-step, cautiously glancing around.

On the other side, as the power of those suddenly erupted disciples spread outward—

Li Tianchen, under the warning of the Remnant Soul in the Ring, had already hidden himself.

“Not good. I know what those things are.”

“Extraterrestrial Demons.”

Sensing the situation outside through the ring, Elder Ling’s tone grew heavy.

Gone was his usual lazy, leisurely air; his tension and unease were palpable.

“What are Extraterrestrial Demons?”

Sensing Elder Ling’s emotions, Li Tianchen finally understood the source of that instinctive fear he had felt earlier.

“I once saw records about them in an immortal’s tomb tens of thousands of years ago—no, perhaps even earlier.”

“In the era of that immortal, immortals roamed freely in our world, as common as cultivators of the Nascent Soul Realm.”

“But one day, a strange kind of existence descended from beyond the heavens. They could invade and corrupt the laws of this world. Later, they even learned to enter others’ bodies through the unseen Grievance Energy, taking control of cultivators— even immortals.”

“Thus, a great upheaval erupted, instigated by these demons. From then on, that immortal era fell into ruin, and no immortals remained in the world.”

Elder Ling revealed everything he knew.

“To think those demons still exist even now.”

After listening to Elder Ling, Li Tianchen held his breath, terrified of being discovered by those dreadful beings outside.

“So, my so-called elder brother had already been taken over... No wonder that False Spiritual Root could display such exceptional talent.”

At that moment, Li Tianchen finally made sense of Li Tianwei’s strange behavior and felt somewhat relieved.

Unfortunately, given the danger before him, Li Tianchen could only wait for an opportunity to escape.

Through the oppressive aura of Grievance Energy, he could tell that these Extraterrestrial Demons had already severed all connection with the outside world.

Meanwhile, Li Tianwei, seated above, watched as the Extraterrestrial Demons below released waves of Grievance Energy.

The grand hall was sealed, and the outer world completely cut off.

Most importantly, there were also two Nascent Soul Realm elders present.

Even Li Tianwei hadn’t foreseen such a turn of events.

Compared to Li Tianwei and Li Tianchen, who knew the situation, the other disciples were completely bewildered.

“Yang Shucheng, what’s wrong with you? What are you all doing?”

“Why did it suddenly go dark? What a strange aura... I can’t circulate my spiritual power!”

“Ding Wanyou! What are you doing? Don’t come any closer!”

“You’re not him! Who are you? Senior Brother Liu! Elders! Save us!”

Panic and terror echoed throughout the hall.

Under the pressure of those possessed by the Extraterrestrial Demons, the others kept retreating.

Some trembled when the demons approached; when they reopened their eyes, their gazes had turned icy and inhuman, with eerie light flashing within.

Under these bizarre changes, the atmosphere grew utterly grim.

Liu Muyu stood there dumbfounded, still unable to comprehend what was happening.

No matter how he thought about it, he never imagined that the trap he had set for Li Tianwei would end up serving as a wedding dress for these unknown creatures.

“Damn it…”

Flames of fury ignited in Liu Muyu’s eyes.

He no longer cared about attacking Li Tianwei.

He now wished Li Tianwei were stronger—perhaps the two of them could join forces to survive this calamity.

Ssszz…

At this time, the two Nascent Soul Realm elders standing at the entrance had already lost all reason.

Their eyes were no longer black and white, but pure black.

Behind them, Nascent Soul Manifestations began to form—yet unlike ordinary ones, which radiated majestic righteousness and Dao charm, these were filled with wickedness.

The manifestations were grotesque, as if several human forms had fused together—flesh warped and twisted, with countless distorted faces howling within.

A terrifying wave of corruption and Grievance Energy surged forth.

Liu Muyu, a top cultivator of the Golden Core Realm, reacted instantly, forming hand seals for a spell.

He even ignited his liquefied spiritual energy within his golden core to unleash his full power.

“Sharp Metal Qi!”

A golden streak of light split the air, its sharp edge cleaving the darkness.

Razor brilliance filled the hall.

In that instant, Liu Muyu clashed with the two Nascent Soul Realm elders.

Elsewhere, Li Tianchen scanned his surroundings, trying to find a way out.

When he saw Liu Muyu fighting the Extraterrestrial Demons, excitement flared in his eyes—he thought those demons were after Liu Muyu.

“Senior Brother Liu is so strong!”

Some disciples, forced back and suffering heavy casualties, rushed toward Liu Muyu, hoping he could protect them.

Unfortunately, Liu Muyu was facing two Nascent Soul Realm elders—enhanced by the Extraterrestrial Demons.

Though he possessed a superior Metal Spiritual Root, adept at offense—against Nascent Soul Manifestations, his power was but a joke.

Boom!

In an instant, Liu Muyu was struck flying, clutching his chest as he spat blood, on the verge of death.

Those who had tried to approach him in hope of salvation began to scatter in despair.

The grand hall was now enveloped in hopelessness and unwillingness.

Behind the two Nascent Soul elders, their towering Manifestations exuded terrifying pressure, standing dominantly on either side of the hall.

The entire hall had fallen completely under the control of the Extraterrestrial Demons.

“It’s over... It’s over! What should I do? I haven’t achieved immortality yet! I can’t die here!”

Li Tianchen trembled in fear, desperately searching for a way to escape.

The strongest cultivator in the hall—Liu Muyu—had already been defeated.

The rest were either in the Foundation Establishment or Qi Refinement Realms—utterly helpless.

There was no trace of a path to survival.

Since the sudden upheaval began, Li Tianwei had been gathering his power.

Now, as the demons finished dealing with Liu Muyu, their gaze turned toward Li Tianwei.

The two Nascent Soul Realm elders advanced toward him.

They had not forgotten their true mission.

They hadn’t come here for the others—

their real target was Li Tianwei.

A Hundred-Day Foundation, a heart tainted by demonic influence, and the disciple of the strongest Spirit Transformation cultivator—Bai Muxu.

No matter how one looked at it, he was an ideal vessel.

Through him, they might even infiltrate Bai Muxu’s body and gain control of him.

However, as the two Nascent Soul Demons, relying on information from their lesser kin, set their gaze upon Li Tianwei—

Their fierce momentum suddenly faltered, and one of them raised an eyebrow.

“Are you kidding me? You’re telling me a genius who could complete the Hundred-Day Foundation is a False Spiritual Root?”

A questioning voice echoed softly through the hall.

Li Tianwei, seated at the main throne, instantly darkened in expression.