Chunibyo in Cultivation World

Li Tianwei’s expression was likewise grave as he looked toward the blank region of land.

As the power of the Grand Unified Field descended, a strange ripple appeared within it.

It was as if something invisible had restrained Li Tianwei’s methods.

However, in Li Tianwei’s view, this was normal. After all, something capable of producing such a sense of disharmony had nearly evaded even the Grand Unified Field.

If he had not just unleashed his full strength and manifested the embryonic form of Grand Unified Field theory, Li Tianwei truly would not have discovered that an extraordinary existence was hidden within that region.

Under the state of the unified field theory, he was able to sense the extreme incongruity at that location.

It was as though some existence there violated existing cognition, as well as correct cognition itself.

Because of this inexplicable unknown, Li Tianwei had not hesitated at all and had turned around to smash down toward that spot. The result was exactly as he had sensed—there truly was something existing there.

As its bizarre, overlapping voice rang out, it immediately drew the attention of everyone present.

Yet when it revealed its form, some cultivators with weak minds and unsteady wills lost focus the instant they looked at it, standing there dumbfounded…

Immediately after, a strange aura emerged from their bodies, and in less than a moment’s time—

“Ha ha ha ha ha, this Daoist has understood, I’ve become an immortal.”

“I am an immortal now.”

At the Sacred Land of Baiyuan, nearly a thousand disciples went mad on the spot, shouting loudly.

Most terrifying of all, fine strands of fur began to grow over their bodies, rapidly spreading until they covered them completely.

At this moment, these cultivators no longer retained any human shape at all. Their bodies were covered in bizarre fur, and even their physiques were expanding.

Immediately after, in their madness, they began to attack their own people without restraint.

“Junior Brother Lin, what’s wrong with you?”

“Don’t come any closer!”

“So evil, so evil…”

In less than a short while, the camp of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan had already fallen into chaos.

Those cultivators who had grown fine fur and become distorted completely ignored threats and rampaged wildly.

Even when elders stronger than them directly applied pressure…

It was useless. The fur on those disciples’ bodies seemed to have thoroughly eroded the power of spiritual energy, making it impossible to injure them in the slightest.

“Retreat, retreat…”

“Don’t look at it.”

Seeing this, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan continuously issued commands, attempting to suppress the chaos in this way.

And while they were restraining their own turmoil, the strange existence within that blank region finally stepped out completely.

Only to see that within that blank region, a pair of crimson eyes hung in midair like lanterns, while the surrounding heaven and earth remained void.

If one observed carefully, one could still make out faint white threads constructing its body within emptiness—dot-like lines forming arms that braced against heaven and earth, as it half-protruded its head.

Endless chilliness and an extremely alien stench continuously seeped out.

An existence that lay between the intangible and the tangible—one glance was enough to drive countless cultivators mad, sending them into insanity.

Upon seeing it, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan swallowed hard and said in extreme terror.

“Fallen Immortal…”

“I never expected the rumors of a Fallen Immortal existing in the Desolate-Withering Absolute Land to be true.”

The Sacred Lord of Baiyuan had originally thought that something extraordinarily terrifying might be hidden within the Desolate-Withering Absolute Land—perhaps a great evil demon, or some mutated spirit beast.

As for what exactly existed within the Desolate-Withering Absolute Land, most people had no certainty at all.

Yet he had never imagined that what lay hidden there was not those things, but a Fallen Immortal.

Regarding the existence known as a Fallen Immortal, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan had only seen records of it in the jade slips left behind by the founding ancestor of Baiyuan.

A Fallen Immortal was formed when an immortal’s Dao heart shattered, lifespan collapsed, and they worshiped death itself—walking a path opposed to immortals in order to linger on in the world a little longer.

The longer it existed, the more the Fallen Immortal’s original consciousness would completely disappear, and it would then absorb all kinds of thoughts from heaven and earth in order to continue existing.

By that stage, it was no longer an immortal, but another kind of species altogether.

Void—existing in a state between existence and nonexistence.

“Fallen Immortal?”

Li Tianwei also heard the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan’s terrified words, and his brows knit slightly.

He had to admit that the thing before him carried an overwhelming sense of pressure.

It could even be said that since arriving in the cultivation world, all cultivators, evil demons, and everything else combined had never given him as much pressure as this thing did.

The body gradually formed from white threads, the lantern-like eyes, the grotesquely distorted form.

“Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Court’s methods—so familiar!”

After the bizarre Fallen Immortal appeared, its gaze remained fixed on the direction of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan, murmuring continuously.

It was as if one could see a trace of nostalgia within those lantern-sized eyes.

“Eh? Eh? What is the Heavenly Court!”

This change lasted only a brief moment. Immediately afterward, the bizarre Fallen Immortal once again fell into disorder.

At the same time, its white-thread-formed hands completely tore apart heaven and earth, forcing its entire body out.

Only then did one see that the fully manifested body, unlike the void-blank upper portion above its hands, was instead covered in chunks of small fragments, like pieces of flesh cut from a human face.

These pieces of flesh continuously assembled, forming an entirely new human face.

Lantern eyes above, body sketched in white threads, a human face gathering below—grotesquely fused together.

Such an existence, twisted and malign to the extreme, could already be said to no longer resemble a human at all based on appearance alone.

And after it appeared, what was strange was that heaven and earth around it seemed to cheer and rejoice, as if welcoming an immortal’s arrival.

All kinds of laws and principles hovered around it, drawing incomparably close.

Clearly a twisted, qualitatively corrupted evil thing, yet it possessed the highest favor of heaven—one could not tell whether heaven and earth themselves had rotted, or whether this was simply the power of a Fallen Immortal.

After all, it had once been an immortal, and even after endless degeneration, remnants of that power still remained.

“Detestable, detestable, why do you want to snatch from me!”

Just as Li Tianwei was making his judgment, the figure that had been in the blank absolute land vanished.

When it appeared again, it was actually right beside Li Tianwei, looking him up and down.

“Hee hee hee hee, I really like the scent on your body!”

“So close to me!”

“Are we the same thing?”

The Fallen Immortal looked at Li Tianwei with desire and delight in its eyes as it spoke.

Most inconceivable of all, when it was happy, a fissure appeared on its originally mouthless, lantern-eyed face, taking the place of a mouth.

As for Li Tianwei, he slightly raised his gaze. If one observed carefully, one would notice that some kind of emotion seemed to be suppressed within his eyes.

“Answer me! Are we the same thing?”

“Hee hee hee hee…”

The Fallen Immortal was completely disorderly. It only sensed that the flavors of various twisted Dao intents emanating from Li Tianwei’s body were extremely compatible with its own, and it spoke purely on instinct.