Demonic Cultivator: Immune To Common Side Effects - Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Even Ancient Gods Fear? Even They Struggle?

The Ancient God had awakened and was draining all the spiritual energy from the Immortal Cultivation World.

As time passed, the rate at which the Ancient God devoured spiritual energy doubled!

Initially, the flow of spiritual energy created a gentle breeze.

Gradually, the dense spiritual energy condensed into a misty fog.

Later still, the spiritual energy formed a stream that flowed deeper into the cavern.

By the time Li Yan and his companions had traveled a short distance, the Spirit Liquid beneath their feet had already risen above their knees.

A colossal river of condensed spiritual energy surged into the God’s Tomb.

The Obscured Moon Fairy stared at the flowing river of Spirit Liquid beneath her, her delicate brows furrowed in concern.

“The Spirit Liquid river is rising rapidly! I can’t imagine how much spiritual energy that Ancient God has already absorbed in the time it takes an incense stick to burn!”

This underground cave was vast, its stone walls adorned with intricate carvings and ancient runes.

The site was a relic of the Blood Dynasty, and the cavern plaza alone could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

Yet within this immense subterranean space, spiritual energy had coalesced into a river tens of kilometers wide!

Every moment, tens of thousands of cubic meters of Spirit Liquid poured into the God’s Tomb like the raging waters of the Yellow River—a torrent unstoppable by any force!

Some cultivators attempted to build earthen dams or erect protective barriers, but their efforts were utterly futile. The icy-blue river of condensed spiritual energy shattered all obstacles in moments!

Watching the situation unfold, the white-haired Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable broke into a cold sweat.

“Immortals, if we let this much Spirit Liquid flow unchecked, how terrifying will the Ancient God be when it awakens?”

Indeed, they had to find a way to reduce the influx of spiritual energy into the Underground Cave.

After a moment of contemplation, Li Yan mobilized his sixty-four Sub Shadows, forming a living wall with their Golden Body Dharma Idols as a dam.

The towering golden figures, each fifty zhang tall, rose into a shimmering barrier.

Though some Spirit Liquid continued to seep through the gaps, the flow had been significantly slowed.

However, this dam of Golden Body Dharma Idols was not a long-term solution.

As the fifty-zhang-high golden barrier held firm, the water level in the Underground Cave began to rise.

The ice-blue Spirit Liquid formed a vast reservoir, its level visibly climbing at an alarming rate.

Li Yan surveyed the makeshift dam, deep in thought. “All cultivators below the Body Integration Stage will remain here. Those at the Great Ascension Stage and peak Body Integration Stage will follow me into the God’s Tomb!”

To maintain the Sub Shadow barrier against the Spirit Liquid, Li Yan had to activate a Main Shadow.

However, a single Main Shadow’s Golden Body Dharma Idol could only protect a limited number of people.

He had no choice but to lead the strongest cultivators deeper into the God’s Tomb.

Cinder Annihilation Fairy nodded in agreement. “Master speaks truly. All of you, remain here and block the spiritual energy. Do not allow the Ancient God to absorb too much.”

“The rest of the powerful cultivators will accompany Master into the God’s Tomb.”

“Understood!”

No cultivator who had reached this realm was a fool. They knew the God’s Tomb ahead was not a place for them. Those confident in their strength gathered around Li Yan, sheltering beneath the golden radiance of his Golden Body Dharma Idol.

“Let’s move! Master’s Golden Body Dharma Idol is holding back the spiritual energy. We need to finish this quickly!”

“If we delay any longer, we’ll be drowned in the flood!”

Time was of the essence, and every second counted. Li Yan’s confidence grew as he realized the dam he had forged was effectively blocking most of the spiritual energy. This meant the Ancient God had only just awakened and hadn’t had time to recover its full power. Now was their chance—strike while it was weak, finish it off before it could recover!

As they ventured deeper and the flow of Spirit Liquid diminished, the Ancient God seemed to sense something amiss. In the darkness, countless crimson tentacles surged from all directions. The vast cavern became pitch black, impenetrable even to the naked eye. Only Li Yan, holding the Lotus Lamp, illuminated the surrounding area with the golden radiance of his Golden Body Dharma Idol.

The crimson tentacles coiled like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, slithering down from the ceiling and across the walls, their eyes burning with hunger. Sensing the danger, the Ancient God launched a direct assault on Li Yan’s Golden Body Dharma Idol.

Tens of thousands of tentacles swarmed, relentlessly lashing against the towering Nirvana Golden Body Dharma Idol. Yet the fifty-zhang-tall Dharma Idol stood as firm as a bronze statue.

The crimson tentacles lashed out, striking with dull, metallic thuds.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Each strike reverberated like the beat of a bronze drum.

The colossal Golden Body Dharma Idol stood as immovable as a bronze statue.

Sheltered within its protective aura, the group initially trembled with fear. They had witnessed firsthand how even powerful cultivators were utterly helpless against the Ancient God’s tentacles.

But as they watched the Golden Body Dharma Idol block the relentless onslaught, their courage surged.

The old Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable chuckled heartily, stroking his white beard in admiration. “The Immortal Clan’s mastery of the Golden Body Dharma Idol is truly transcendent! Even Great Ascension Stage cultivators can’t withstand a single blow from an Ancient God, yet the Immortals shield us juniors!”

Lute Fairy lifted her head, her heart filled with reverence. “Without the Immortal Clan’s Golden Body Dharma Idol, how could we possibly have endured?”

Hearing the chorus of praise, Cinder Annihilation Fairy curled her thin lips into a mocking smile. “If Master weren’t confident, why would he have brought us into the God’s Tomb?”

“Rest assured, everyone,” she declared. “You can entrust your lives to my Master without reservation.”

The Purple-Robed Fairy barely concealed her smug expression.

Her Master was such a formidable figure!

Cinder Annihilation Fairy had once attained sudden enlightenment and grasped the Dao by relying solely on a Fragmented Scroll of Asura, never taking a formal Master. She had arrogantly believed that no one in this world was worthy of being her Master. It was only after witnessing Li Yan’s extraordinary abilities that she realized there were horizons beyond horizons and talents beyond talents.

It must have been fate that led her to meet her first—and undoubtedly only—Master in this lifetime.

Once Cinder Annihilation Fairy set her mind on something, she would devote herself wholeheartedly to her Master.

Observing Cinder Annihilation Fairy’s self-satisfied expression, the others couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret. Why hadn’t they seized the opportunity to curry favor with the Immortal Clan earlier? If they were ever to ascend to the White Jade Capital, having a High Immortal to guide them through the elementary stages would be invaluable.

Yet they understood that this was a critical moment in the battle against the Ancient God. To request apprenticeship now would likely invite the Immortals’ scorn. They also dared not disturb Li Yan, fearing his displeasure.

Throughout the journey, Li Yan maintained a tense expression, remaining silent the entire time.

Why?

Because he sensed that the deeper they ventured, the more violent the soul turbulence became!

He had to steel his mind, focusing every ounce of his being on the lampwick.

The Yangxi Fire could not be extinguished under any circumstances. If it died, even with his Invincible Body, the Immortals around him would perish.

In the boundless darkness, Li Yan used the faint Yangxi Fire to withstand the raging soul turbulence.

The Spirit Stones suspended before him were being consumed at an accelerated rate.

Several Spirit Stones floated before Li Yan, dissolving like snowflakes.

The deeper he ventured, the more Spirit Stones were required to maintain both his Nirvana Golden Body Dharma Idol and the unyielding Yangxi Fire.

Yet this frenzied consumption was also tempering Li Yan’s Dantian.

His Dantian Qi Sea could now hold an increasingly vast reservoir of spiritual energy.

His Divine Soul, too, grew stronger with each passing moment.

But the fiercer the gales that howled through the cavern, the more desperately the Ancient God struggled.

Li Yan gritted his teeth and sneered, “So, even an Ancient God feels fear? Even an Ancient God struggles?”

This Ancient God, capable of draining the spiritual energy of the entire Immortal Cultivation World, could never have imagined encountering a freak like Li Yan—immortal, indestructible, and defiant.

Entering the Dream Realm in his true form, he sought to reverse history itself!