Chunibyo in Cultivation World

Sacred Land of Lingxu.

Deep within the main peak of the Sacred Land, all cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm had sealed themselves away, either in self-imposed isolation or deep seclusion.

From several thousand years ago, the Evil Demons had begun to appear one after another, and an invisible restriction descended upon the heads of all cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Once one broke through Spirit Transformation and reached the Out-of-Body Realm—allowing one’s divine soul to leave the body and touch the heavens and earth—bizarre phenomena would occur.

An unseen imprisonment, endless heart devils, and even the ominous omen of the Five Decays would manifest.

Heavenly fire tribulations might descend, invisible winds would stir, and twisted demonic thoughts would arise.

All of these together completely restricted cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm from appearing in the mortal world.

Thus, whether in the Demonic Sects or the Sacred Lands, most cultivators above the Out-of-Body Realm had sealed themselves, acting only when absolutely necessary.

The more they acted, the deeper they sank into that strange state.

Later, even cultivators of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm were affected.

From then on, no one had ascended, and all contact with the Upper Realm had been severed for over ten thousand years.

For a time, rumors spread that the path of ascension had been broken.

Because of this, all major forces joined hands to suppress these rumors, secretly searching for ways to resolve these abnormalities.

After thousands of years of cultivation, all cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm were imprisoned within their realms, unable to make further progress.

Within the main peak, in a sealed domain, faint ripples of agitation could be felt—as if something within was about to awaken and emerge.

Before long, a figure appeared above the sealed land.

He was clad in a violet robe, with crane-white hair and a youthful face.

Yet his eyes were filled with strange confusion.

Soon, a flash of light crossed them, and clarity seemed to return.

“I have reawakened as well.”

“A Foundation Establishment stage?”

The man stood motionless, muttering to himself, his eyes still lost in bewilderment.

“A Foundation Establishment cultivator killing a Nascent Soul peak? This world has declined to its utmost, yet still struggles in its death throes.”

“To prevent the previous accident, the root must be severed.”

“I cannot act directly now, or it will arouse suspicion.”

Zhang Linyuan felt the information continuously transmitted from the Evil Demons of the Same Root, already plotting how to complete his mission.

As one who had reached the Out-of-Body Realm—and in truth, an Evil Demon himself—the anomalies of heaven and earth did not affect him in the slightest.

Yet precisely because of those anomalies, he had managed to maintain his position as one of the highest elders within the Sacred Land.

If he acted recklessly, he would surely be suspected of being an Evil Demon.

“In that case, I can only do this. I shall send word to the Sacred Land of Baiyuan and the other Sacred Lands. They’ll surely take great interest in that Foundation Establishment disciple.”

“He’s currently in the Forbidden Land of Taixu. If nothing unexpected happens, with his talent he will surely comprehend a Divine Ability and even break through to the Golden Core Realm.”

“To be safe, we’ll need to send at least three Spirit Transformation cultivators.”

Zhang Linyuan calculated silently.

“But I’ll have to lure Bai Muxu back; otherwise, with his strength, even three Spirit Transformations won’t be able to stop him.”

After finalizing his plan, Zhang Linyuan rose and headed toward the main peak.

——

Meanwhile, within the Forbidden Land of Taixu, Li Tianwei had already made a full circuit holding the Saint Soul Banner, but had not yet seen any trace of the Celestial Souls.

After successfully converting the Celestial Souls, Li Tianwei had comprehended over ten new Dao Intents and directly engraved them onto his Golden Core.

Under the effect of fusion, Li Tianwei’s Golden Core not only possessed the mass and pressure of a star, but also held over a hundred different Dao Intents—providing him with nearly limitless energy to wield.

His strength had increased tremendously, though in Li Tianwei’s eyes, this was only natural.

After all, he was diligent, excellent, confident—and most importantly, kind and compassionate, enlightened to countless truths.

All these were things he had cultivated and earned bit by bit.

Thus, his great power was perfectly justified.

“With such a Golden Core, I must have surely proven my Core Position.”

“I wonder if other Heavenly Roots are as powerful as I am. Since we all have Heavenly Roots, they might be somewhat inferior, but they should still have some ability.”

“I truly am too humble. Once I leave, perhaps I can find a few like-minded peers to discuss Dao together. Then we can join hands to eradicate Evil Demons.”

“They must surely be like me—firm in will, kind in heart, and of peerless talent.”

Li Tianwei mused and planned, as if, in his mind, the future was filled with beauty.

After that, he once again sat cross-legged.

Li Tianwei intended to use the power of the Forbidden Land of Taixu to evolve the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend into a Divine Ability.

However, the moment he began cultivation, the originally chaotic energy that should have flowed toward him was instantly restrained, as though bound by some invisible force.

“What’s going on?”

Li Tianwei immediately sensed something was wrong.

Since he had entered the Forbidden Land of Taixu, his cultivation had always been smooth—never had there been such a restriction.

Even the immortal energy of the Forbidden Land, usually so obedient, now seemed uncooperative.

“Could it be that the Forbidden Land of Taixu is about to reopen? Otherwise, how could this happen?”

Li Tianwei frowned as he pondered the anomaly.

“I still need to evolve the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend into a Divine Ability!”

“No, I must complete it before the Forbidden Land opens.”

He muttered softly to himself.

As he finished, Li Tianwei directly summoned his Golden Core.

That terrifying Golden Core, inscribed with a hundred Dao Intents and swirling nebulae, shone brightly as it emerged from his body.

In an instant, a horrifying, twisted gravitational force swept outward—space around the Core seemed to warp visibly.

The explosive heat and energy radiating from it went beyond description.

It was as though the surrounding heavens and earth were being completely drawn into the Golden Core’s absolute control.

At that moment, to the Forbidden Land of Taixu, Li Tianwei was nothing but a blatant, ravenous locust.

Because of his fusion process, the land had no choice but to awaken the Spirit Dragon to stop him.

Yet unexpectedly, that Spirit Dragon proved utterly useless, allowing Li Tianwei to continue his rampage unchecked.

At first, the Forbidden Land thought he would stop eventually—but who would have thought he would go so far as to release the Saint Soul Banner again, further draining its energy.

During Li Tianwei’s stay, the Forbidden Land of Taixu had suffered enough; it was nearly exhausted.

Now, it had decided to open ahead of schedule—to throw Li Tianwei out directly.

Soon, a massive scarlet eye slowly opened within the Forbidden Land of Taixu, its bloody aura spilling out across the domain.

Amid such violent disturbances, the Spirit Dragon—who had intended to lie down and rest—was forced to awaken once again.

Upon opening its eyes, it found itself staring straight at that enormous crimson eye hovering in midair, an eye that pierced through all things.

Within that gaze, the Spirit Dragon saw a trace of displeasure and disdain—seemingly saying: “How useless are you, that you can’t even deal with a single cultivator?”

Feeling the meaning conveyed by that crimson eye, the Spirit Dragon didn’t even know how to respond.

It wasn’t as though it could argue with a being that had no consciousness at all!