Chunibyo in Cultivation World

Li Tianwei’s fingertip landed on the fallen immortal’s forehead. In that instant, boundless radiance overflowed from it.

It was as if something within the fallen immortal had been completely unlocked. The lantern-like eyes it once had, along with its hollow, translucent body, began to transform toward solidity.

The fallen immortal that had once possessed a grotesquely distorted form now emitted a faint immortal light, its entire body becoming far more rounded and complete.

“I understand. I see clearly now. Thank you, my lord, for granting me enlightenment.”

At the fallen immortal’s brow, radiance poured forth, growing increasingly brilliant.

The aura of extreme yin and utmost evil that once surrounded it had long since vanished, replaced by an utterly pure and immaculate power.

“I have realized my sins. I beg you, my lord, to inform me of the path to my redemption.”

The fallen immortal kowtowed deeply as it spoke, its words heavy, its emotions seemingly just as it claimed—having truly recognized its own mistakes.

“Good.”

In Li Tianwei’s eyes, everything about the fallen immortal was laid bare—its words, its consciousness, everything—just as it said, it had truly come to realization.

With merely his gaze, Li Tianwei could see through it completely. The fallen immortal before him had indeed fully awakened.

But that did not mean it could be completely liberated.

“You know evil, yet the sins you have committed still require punishment. Follow me.”

Li Tianwei gently shook his head and spoke to the fallen immortal.

From the moment of engagement, upon entering the state of the Grand Unified Field, Li Tianwei had corrected the fallen immortal’s former chaos and disorder with just three sentences.

Words manifested as law, the theory of the unified field……

Of course, this was only a prototype. Even with infinite fusion and the interchange of thousands of Dao intents, it could not be sustained for long. It was clearly power beyond the norm.

Yet the scene of Li Tianwei subduing the fallen immortal allowed the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan to see a path of self-salvation.

“That’s right, that’s right.”

“I still have a slim chance of survival. Li Tianwei’s actions are just like those bald monks from the Western Spirit Domain.”

“What he needs is for others to be completely moved and transformed under his words—only then can his Great Dao be brought into relief.”

Thus, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan also saw his own path to saving himself.

It was normal for powerful beings to have strange quirks, wasn’t it? Didn’t he simply want to move and reform others to highlight his own existence? As long as he satisfied that, he wouldn’t die.

Compared to this, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan had seen even more bizarre quirks among powerful cultivators. Some were clearly invincible under heaven, had experienced and comprehended everything, yet still liked to disguise themselves as ordinary people farming fields, mingling with mortals, displaying divine power before others while pretending to know nothing.

There were countless such eccentricities. Li Tianwei’s kind was perfectly normal.

After thinking it through, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan already had a plan.

At this moment, after dealing with the fallen immortal, Li Tianwei did not forget that the Sacred Land of Baiyuan itself had yet to be resolved.

Li Tianwei had said that if he was to purge, then he would purge—no one could stop him.

Retracting the state of the Grand Unified Field around his body, Li Tianwei headed toward the disciples and elders of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan below.

Even though the fallen immortal had been dealt with, the influence it had previously exerted had not yet ended.

Many people still had bizarre fur growing all over their bodies, grotesquely twisted, rampaging incessantly.

Even Union Realm cultivators found it difficult to resist—it could only be described as terrifying to the extreme.

One could easily imagine what kind of storm would have been unleashed had such a fallen immortal escaped into the outside world.

Fortunately, such a thing did not happen. After resolving the fallen immortal, Li Tianwei also discovered that the surrounding heaven and earth were completely sealed. A terrifying grand formation affected everything, thoroughly isolating this place from the outside world.

Precisely because of this, heavenly secrets did not manifest, and karma could not enter.

These grand formations were clearly meant to imprison the fallen immortal.

Watching Li Tianwei approach, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan’s hand trembled involuntarily.

At the same time, a decision formed in his mind. He planned to test whether his understanding of Li Tianwei could save his own life.

Thus, instead of fleeing upon Li Tianwei’s arrival, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan quickly stepped forward.

Reaching Li Tianwei’s front, he immediately kowtowed.

“My lord, First Seat Li, I was wrong.”

“I am guilty. Under your dazzling righteous aura, First Seat Li, I have awakened. I realized that I am burdened with sins and have done many unforgivable things.”

“But after you appeared, I understood. I knew I had to turn away from evil and return to righteousness. Such crimes must never be committed again.”

“I beg First Seat Li to grant me a chance to change!”

Kneeling on the ground, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan wore an expression of enlightenment. His words were filled with agitation and remorse—most notably, his backside was raised extremely high.

The other elders of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan had not expected the Sacred Lord to be so decisive.

However, after witnessing Li Tianwei’s absolute strength, they seemed to understand the Sacred Lord’s intention behind kowtowing.

“First Seat Li, we were wrong.”

At once, many people had already prostrated themselves on the ground.

Some glared at the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan, who had knelt early, anger flashing in their eyes, seemingly blaming him for not informing them sooner.

Li Tianwei himself had not expected such a reaction from the people of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan—immediately kowtowing, presenting themselves as having turned from evil to righteousness, eager to bathe in his righteous might.

“Is my aura too overwhelming?”

This was Li Tianwei’s first thought upon seeing this.

At least in Li Tianwei’s view, he himself was the current leader of the righteous path. With a body full of resplendent orthodox law, those who saw him gained insight, recognized their own sins, and wished to turn away from evil—it was entirely normal.

And the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan had precisely grasped this way of thinking.

Unfortunately, he overlooked one thing—Li Tianwei could not be judged by common sense.

If it were those hypocrites, petty men, and fame-stealing frauds, whose every action aimed at moving and educating others, then upon seeing an entire sacred land kneel in enlightenment and beg for forgiveness, they might have accepted it as a pledge of allegiance.

But in Li Tianwei’s eyes, what could possibly be hidden from him?

Whether these people’s words came from sincerity, whether they were false—it was all perfectly clear.

Thus, no matter how brilliantly the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan and the others acted, in Li Tianwei’s eyes it was all false, all an act.

Claims of willingness to reform, of remorse for their sins—

Just like the evil souls within his soul banner, who, even after enduring so much torment while bearing such sins, still showed not the slightest change, never realizing their own wrongdoing.

Li Tianwei had gone to such lengths to construct the Eighteenth Level of Hell not merely to cleanse sins, but to make those evil souls truly awaken to their guilt.

If they truly recognized it, Li Tianwei felt that giving them a chance might not be impossible—after all, he wasn’t a bad person, was he?

Unfortunately, it was all lies. And since that was the case, there was now one more layer of sin upon them.

“Do you know? Just now, each of you gained another trace of sin— the sin of the tongue.”

Li Tianwei’s voice was exceptionally cold, carrying a trace of chilling intent.