Demonic Cultivator: Immune To Common Side Effects - Chapter 85

Chapter 85: The Fairies: He’s our Master! Nothing is impossible!

The crimson wind howling from the cave made the flame of Li Yan’s Lotus Lamp flicker wildly.

As the shadows flickered in and out of existence, his Golden Body Dharma Idol materialized and vanished intermittently.

Suddenly, crimson tentacles erupted from the darkness, skewering Body Integration Stage cultivators like meat skewers.

These cultivators, mere ants before the Ancient God’s tentacles, were utterly powerless to resist as they were dragged away.

Screams filled the air as those with lower cultivation bases were instantly drained of their strength.

Li Yan gritted his teeth. “Obscured Moon, Cinder Annihilation, hide behind me!”

The two fairies clung tightly to Li Yan’s back, terrified of being snatched away by the sudden tentacles.

Li Yan, clutching the Lotus Lamp, stared at the flickering flame.

Though he himself possessed an Invincible Body, the crimson wind threatened to extinguish the lamp’s light.

This wind was no ordinary gale; simply shielding the lampwick with his hand offered no protection against its malevolent force.

Maintaining thirty-three shadows had already strained his reserves, but now the wind was rapidly depleting the last dregs of Yang Sacrifice Power in his dantian.

Strange…

Li Yan frowned. How could his Invincible Body and Golden Body Dharma Idol fail to block this wind?

Could it be…?

Li Yan closed his eyes, sensing that this was no ordinary wind, but waves of soul turbulence.

If the lampwick represented his Divine Soul, then the wind howling from the cavern was the Ancient God’s soul current.

To keep the flame alive, he needed to continuously release Yang Sacrifice Power to fuel the lampwick.

As his energy drained, Li Yan’s Dantian was rapidly approaching depletion.

The situation worsened. A massive influx of spiritual energy poured from outside the cavern into the God’s Tomb, drawn relentlessly towards its depths.

Obscured Moon, hiding behind Li Yan, witnessed this and her expression twisted in horror.

“Master, the Ancient God appears to have awakened,” she warned. “He’s beginning to devour the spiritual energy of the entire Immortal Cultivation World!”

The others felt it too: an immense surge of concentrated spiritual energy was rushing into the God’s Tomb!

The Ancient God had awakened. The Immortal Art Era was nearing its end, and the Era of Dharma Decline had already begun.

They were too late!

The God’s Tomb had opened hours before Li Yan entered the Dream Realm.

The Ancient God had already awakened before he arrived. How could he possibly alter the dream now? How could he rewrite history?

Was there no solution?

The timing of his entry into the Dream Realm was beyond his control.

By the time he arrived, the critical events had already unfolded. What could he possibly do?

The Immortal Art Era was doomed to decline. The Ancient God would drain the spiritual energy of the entire Immortal Cultivation World.

Was there truly no way to change this…?

The surrounding Immortals stood ashen-faced, watching the God’s Tomb greedily devour the spiritual energy.

The Ancient God could no longer be stopped from draining the spiritual energy. From this moment on, there would be no more Immortal Cultivators in the world!

Yet, unlike the others, who were mired in despair and resignation, Li Yan slowly raised his head, having grown accustomed to the chaotic soul turbulence.

He lifted a finger and summoned a Spirit Stone.

With a deep breath, the Spirit Stone glowed with a cool blue light, and refreshing spiritual energy surged into Li Yan’s nostrils.

His depleted Dantian slowly refilled, and as the Yang Qi within reached full capacity, the Lotus Lamp in his hand blazed anew!

Golden light illuminated the entire cavern. The despairing Immortals turned to Li Yan in awe.

“An Immortal?”

“What is the Immortal doing?”

They stared in astonishment as Li Yan casually offered an explanation.

“This is merely a Clone I use when descending to the mortal realm. It was temporarily lacking sufficient spiritual energy.”

“Do not panic, fellow cultivators! Once I replenish my spiritual energy, dealing with this will be effortless!”

Hearing this, the dispirited Immortals rallied their spirits once more.

“I see.”

“No wonder the Immortal’s Cultivation Base was only at the Golden Core Stage—it’s a Clone for the Lower Realm.”

“For an Immortal to use a Golden Core Stage Clone to confront an Ancient God… truly, their power is beyond measure!”

Li Yan had already stabilized the Lotus Lamp’s flames using only Spirit Stones.

Once the thirty-odd Shadows were secure, Li Yan swept his hand grandly. “Fellow Daoists, if we fail to seal the Ancient God today, the Immortal Art Era will soon end!”

“When that day comes, there will be no more Immortal Cultivators left in the world!”

Obscured Moon, standing beside Li Yan, gripped her Moon Essence Sword tightly, her face resolute.

“Master,” she said, “every cultivator understands the principle of ‘if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.’ Otherwise, none of us would have risked coming to this God’s Tomb.”

“Every Fellow Daoist here has already resolved to die if necessary!”

Li Yan glanced at the others: the Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable, the Lute Fairy, Xiao Wu of the Swordless Sect, and more.

Not a single one retreated; they all stood within Li Yan’s Golden Body Dharma Idol.

The cultivators who had come to participate in the Battle of the God’s Tomb had naturally prepared themselves mentally for this.

Seeing no one wavering, Li Yan’s lips curved upward. “Then… we will now consume a vast quantity of Spirit Stones.”

The Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable immediately produced a high-grade ring. “Immortal Clan member, this contains the Dragon-Tiger Mountain Sect’s entire annual reserve of Spirit Stones! We humbly offer it to you.”

“This is the Myo Sound Sect’s entire Spirit Stone revenue for the past decade. We humbly offer it to the Immortal Clan and hope it meets your approval!”

“Though the Swordless Sect is small, this junior has spared no effort in presenting all our Spirit Stones to the Immortal Clan!”

One after another, the Sect Masters and Clan Leaders stepped forward, offering Li Yan every Spirit Stone resource they could muster.

Seeing this display of devotion, Li Yan’s lips curled into a smile.

“Excellent!” he declared. “I have witnessed your resolve! Now, follow me into the God’s Tomb to seal the Ancient God.”

Li Yan maintained a solemn, righteous facade, but inwardly, he was bursting with glee.

While his consumption was immense—requiring a high-grade Spirit Stone every ten breaths to resist the soul current—the sheer volume of resources offered by these cultivators was staggering.

He sensed a significant profit to be made!

At that moment, several lines of text materialized before his eyes:

The Host is resisting the Ancient God’s soul turbulence, thereby strengthening their Divine Soul.

The Host’s comprehension of Shadow Techniques has deepened. The Nine Nether Immortal Shadow Record’s mastery has advanced from Elementary to Small Accomplishment.

Sub Shadow Count Doubled: 32 → 64

Li Yan had not only reaped a massive haul of Spirit Stones but also honed his Shadow Technique through practical combat.

He felt a fiery heat surging in his Dantian, deep within his abdomen.

The constant absorption and combustion of spiritual energy were further tempering the strength of his Dantian.

This sudden breakthrough filled him with renewed confidence!

He could cultivate his Shadow Technique while simultaneously strengthening his Dantian.

Such an opportunity was exceedingly rare, especially since his Invincible Body allowed him to advance even under the Ancient God’s oppressive aura.

“Everyone, keep up!”

His newfound confidence calmed Li Yan’s mind, making him even more composed.

Obscured Moon gazed at Li Yan’s profile, her eyes brimming with admiration.

“Even when facing an Ancient God, Master remains so calm and collected.”

“My Dao cultivation clearly falls far short. Compared to Master, I’m like a mayfly gazing up at the vast sky.”

On the other side, Cinder Annihilation Fairy let out a disdainful snort.

“I’ve never doubted Master’s strength. With him protecting me, this Immortal fears nothing!”

Cinder Annihilation Fairy had always believed in Li Yan’s prowess. A smug look spread across her face. “After all, he is my Master!”