There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Yu Lian sensed Wang Ping's emotions. She knew that with Wang Ping's current cultivation level, it would be easy for him to deduce the situation in the short term. She could also sense that Wang Ping had already deduced some of the future, but she did not ask, because the future could not be explained.

After a brief exchange with Wang Ping, Xinghai disappeared. Wang Ping looked up at the sky, and a mysterious emerald light spread out around him. His consciousness pierced through the universe and spacetime, observing every corner of the starry sky clearly.

Once he formally breaks with the True Monarchs, the rebels will have no more scruples. In other words, all the rebels' arrangements in the inner ring star field will erupt at the same time. They may even use the spiritual turmoil caused by their conflict to expand the influence of the demonic world into the inner ring star field.

This was not Wang Ping's conjecture, but rather the future he saw. That's why he kept restraining his inner impulses. Of course, his lack of strength was also an important reason. If he had the power to sweep across this starry sky, he would have directly turned the other True Monarchs into puppets and enjoyed the power of the starry sky rules alone.

"Once my order is given, this entire starry sky will be thrown into chaos in an instant!"

Wang Ping spoke softly to Yu Lian, and as he spoke, an invisible barrier was constructed around him using space and time. Then, his consciousness traversed endless space and time, like an invisible giant net enveloping the entire inner ring star field. With a slight thought, countless fragments of the future flooded into his perception like a tide.

He saw that outside Jupiter's orbit, the star that was the embodiment of the sun suddenly expanded, its blinding light tearing through the void, and the true yang fire swept out like a tsunami.

Then they saw the rebels' dormant power erupt in full force at this moment, with countless cultivators corrupted by demonic energy emerging from their hidden caves and swarming towards the nearby Taoist strongholds like locusts.

I also saw countless flying boats shattered in the flames of war, and countless Qi cultivators perished in the war.

"Compromise is never the solution!"

Wang Ping's consciousness instantly became rational, and he conveyed his will to every disciple of the Taiyan Sect, to everyone in the Star God Alliance, and finally to the hundreds of millions of believers of the Taiyan Sect.

At this moment, countless beings seemed to sense something and gazed at the starry sky. Then they saw a gray-white light appear out of thin air in the starry sky. At first, the gray-white light was as thin as a wisp of silk, stretching across the dark background of the universe, as if someone had used a giant pen covered with ashes to gently draw a mark on the boundless night sky.

But the next moment, the mark expanded wildly at an illogical speed, transforming into a rift spanning billions of miles of star field, emitting billions of subtle and indistinguishable gray-white streams of light, as if countless fragments of spacetime were born, died, and floated within it.

Whether they were cultivators navigating through the starry sea in flying boats or powerful beings meditating in their caves, they all involuntarily looked up, their consciousness or gaze piercing through numerous obstacles, and were directed toward the same void.

When their pupils reflected the gray-white light that divided the starry sea, their minds were captivated. Those with low cultivation even felt their consciousness blur, as if their own existence was being diluted by the vast spatial and temporal power emanating from the passage.

The countless mortal beings dwelling above the stars, though unable to comprehend what that grayish-white light stretching across the sky was, felt a sudden, inexplicable tremor in their hearts at that moment.

Farmers in many ecological zones stopped working and looked up at the sky; in the city, pedestrians paused and the streets and alleys gradually quieted down; emperors in the deep palace, old men in thatched huts, and even infants in swaddling clothes were all seized by a kind of awe that came from the instinct of life, and they all looked up at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

At that moment, the entire universe seemed to hold its breath. Billions of gazes, filled with shock, fear, bewilderment, and insignificance, focused on that gray-white spacetime passage that pierced through the horizon and seemed to connect to an unknowable other side.

This long river of time and space, spanning the starry sky, connects the starry sky between Jupiter and Mars. The moment the time-space passage was completed, a wood spirit world stretching tens of thousands of miles unfolded around Wang Ping. A ten-thousand-foot-tall phantom of the Jianmu tree took shape behind him, then merged into the wood spirit energy and disappeared beneath the starry river.

"boom!"

It flashed by like a muffled thunderclap.

The sunlight in the starry sky seemed to dim slightly at this moment, and the gray river of time and space also disappeared at this moment. A giant sword over ten thousand feet long was piercing towards a dojo in the core of Mars.

This is a longsword that Wang Ping manifested with a 'sword talisman' and then applied the 'giant object technique' to it. It is a spell that a second-realm cultivator can master, yet it has stirred up the wood spirit rules under the starry sky.

The sword's blade is a deep and vibrant emerald green, while its surface is shimmering with a gray-white interwoven light of time and space, as if a rushing river of time and space has been forcibly forged into the sword. The space in the direction the sword's edge points collapses silently, as if it has been naturally "repelled" by some supreme law, revealing the bizarre and fantastical dimensional gaps behind it.

The longsword landed on the surface of Mars, fiercely clashing with the fire elemental rules permeating the planet, emitting a hum that made the stars tremble; the subtle emerald light emanating from the edge of the sword carried a sense of annihilation that 'corroded' all things, causing even the surrounding light to wither.

This sword strike transcended the concept of speed; it appeared beyond Jupiter, and its tip had already reached the Martian sky!

Mars, the Golden Crow True Body of the Blazing Sun True Lord let out a piercing shriek, and the primordial spirit of the Blazing Sun True Lord, dressed in a red wide-sleeved Taoist robe in front of the Golden Crow's physical body, laughed loudly and merged into the Golden Crow's physical body.

Outside the temple grounds, within the Zhenyang Sect's territory, countless disciples were simultaneously shaken to their core!
What they felt first was not the visual impact, but the suppression of the rules. The surging and blazing true yang power in their bodies suddenly became sluggish, as if they had encountered a natural nemesis. The fire spirit energy in the surrounding space cried out and retreated wildly, forcibly dispelled by the abundant wood spirit energy that came from across the starry sky.

Then, they looked up.

Through the massive protective array of light surrounding the dojo, they witnessed a scene they would never forget:
Above the sky, the sun and stars appeared, but those "stars" were actually the tips of an enormous, indescribably large, emerald-green longsword. It occupied half of the sky, and behind the sword was a distorted and shattered background of void. The crimson sky, unique to Mars, was mercilessly torn apart. The emerald-green light emanating from the sword replaced the sun's rays, illuminating the earth, mountains, palaces, and the horrified faces of everyone with a sinister and eerie green hue.

"Then...what is that?!"

One of the disciples screamed, his voice distorted with extreme fear.

On Mars' orbit, several ecological floating islands maintained by arrays trembled violently. Before the giant sword could even fall, their external barriers were crushed into dust by the vast power of spacetime and the pressure of life.

"It's the Changqing True Lord of the Taiyan Sect!"

Finally, someone recognized the enemy from the unique aura of the Jianmu tree, their voice filled with disbelief and utter terror.

Gong Wu, He Feng, Guang Zuo, Yu Wu, Qu Xuan, and other True Yang cultivators of the four realms felt only fear and despair. At this moment, they completely understood the power of the True Lord, a power that left them with no thought of resistance.

Just as the tip of the emerald giant sword was about to completely shatter the protective light barrier of Mars, the light spot transformed from the Golden Crow True Body of the Blazing Sun True Lord suddenly erupted with an ultimate brilliance that could not be described in words.

It was an explosion that condensed the ultimate power of the Fire Spirit Rules, transforming into a pure white torrent capable of annihilating all things. Furthermore, it possessed the 'Nirvana' characteristic under the Fire Spirit Rules, giving the erupting flames a terrifying aura of immortality and ever-growing intensity.

"Screech—!" The golden crow's piercing cry, tearing through consciousness, exploded from the core of the bursting light!
A condensed, crimson-gold pillar of light shot up fiercely from the surface of Mars. Its size seemed insignificant compared to the giant sword, but the energy it contained was extremely violent.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the space distorted by the rules of the Wood Spirit was forcibly smoothed out, and the pervasive emerald green aura of fury was instantly evaporated. Even the gray-white spacetime stream that wrapped around the sword was scorched by this extreme light and heat, causing it to fluctuate violently, as if it was about to boil and dissipate.

The next moment, the crimson-gold beam of light struck the tip of the emerald-green greatsword with perfect precision!
“Buzz—boom!!!”

This time, it is no longer a silent erosion and a confrontation with the rules, but a direct collision of two great cosmic forces!
An indescribable roar shook the entire planet Mars, and the shockwaves even reached the distant stars.

At the center of the collision, there was first an extreme darkness, as if even light had been completely swallowed up. Then, a halo of destruction, a mixture of emerald green and crimson gold, spread out wildly at a speed beyond comprehension!
The tip of the emerald greatsword groaned under the strain of the raging flames.

Immediately afterwards, the ten-thousand-foot-long sword began to disintegrate and shatter inch by inch from its tip, turning into countless emerald green light fragments burning with crimson flames, like a meteor shower sweeping across the starry sky, splashing into the void of the universe in all directions.

"Hahahaha~"

Lieyang's hearty laughter echoed in the starry sky, and then a golden crow with blazing flames appeared near Mars, instantly transforming into human form.

"You've finally made up your mind! Good! Good! Good!"

Wang Ping's figure appeared amidst the surging energy turbulence, surrounded by a soft, emerald-green light that could repel the powerful inertial force remaining in the void.

His figure was clearly visible under the starry sky, yet no one could sense his presence. His gaze was cold and rational. As Lieyang spoke, he swept his eyes over Gong Wu and the others in the distance and said, "I've come to have a battle with you!"

During his brief clash with Lieyang, Wang Ping sensed the madness within Lieyang's consciousness and the stable fire spirit rules of Mars. He could now confirm that there was a fifth-realm consciousness within Mars, which was stabilizing the fire spirit of this starry sky. However, the aura of this consciousness was suppressed by Lieyang's madness, thus complementing Lieyang.

"Alright, this is a rare opportunity. Let's fight to our hearts' content this time, even if it means destroying this entire starry sky!"

Lieyang's voice was bold and unrestrained, but the Zhenyang Sect disciples around him were filled with fear and despair upon hearing it. He didn't care about their thoughts and transformed into a golden crow once again, flying towards the other side of the sun.

Yu Lian cautioned, "He wants to harness the power of the sun. Are you sure you want to fight him near the sun?"

Wang Ping responded, "With his cultivation level, it's impossible for him to use the power of the sun. He can only borrow a small portion, and there's always the risk of being assimilated. He's fighting me here only because he's afraid of being killed by me. He can use the characteristics of the fire spirit's 'Nirvana' to reunite his consciousness."

As he explained, he had already caught up with Lieyang, his aura completely merging into the wood spirit energy. Five talismans appeared out of thin air beside him. Yulian sensed Wang Ping's thoughts and quickly darted back into her sleeve, only her small head peeking out.

At that moment, a beam of light from the direction of Venus illuminated the starry sky…

Just as that brilliant Buddhist light shone from the direction of Venus, intending to cross the starry sky to aid the blazing sun, a gray shadow silently appeared in the path of the Buddhist light.

It was a rapidly expanding vacuum of spiritual energy, which greedily devoured all passing energy and spirituality. The vast and magnificent true meaning of the Buddha's light, when it crashed into this area, was like a mud ox entering the sea, its speed suddenly slowed down, and its light dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been forcibly "erased" by some invisible force.

"The saint is merciful..."

The ancient voice of the Celestial Craftsman echoed in the starry sky as he gazed with a sorrowful expression toward the core of that vacuum.

The vacuum distorted, and Quan Xing's figure slowly coalesced. He was no longer the humble and submissive man he once was. His demonic aura vibrated at a peculiar frequency, causing the spiritual energy of the surrounding starry sky to undergo fundamental distortion and annihilation. He bowed slightly to Tian Gong, but his tone was resolute and unquestionable: "Master Tian Gong, this path is blocked."

Tiangong's gaze swept over Quanxing, a hint of understanding and regret flashing in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Quanxing, although you have gained temporary strength, I'm afraid it's not a long-term solution. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless; turn back before it's too late."

Quan Xing grinned, revealing sharp rat teeth, and said, "Master, your Buddhist sect often says that all beings are equal, so why do you always make my demon race subservient to humans? Today, my path is my shore. If you wish to cross it, please break through my path!"

Before he could finish speaking, Quan Xing suddenly clasped his hands together.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the starry sky where they were located was forcibly reversed. The originally balanced, peaceful and compassionate power of will suddenly became violent and destructive. Some areas even ignited strange pale spiritual fires, while others instantly condensed into dark and solid ice filled with deathly silence.

Seeing this, Tiangong sighed softly. His eyes were filled with even more sorrow, but he stopped trying to persuade him. Suddenly, a sharp, soul-piercing intent burst forth from his body as Buddhist light flowed around him.
It is the 'sharp' characteristic of the Golden Spirit Rules.

The Buddha image behind him instantly lost its compassionate and precious appearance, and his primordial spirit transformed into a 'Guniu Dharma Body' that was entirely black, with hard lines, as if it were forged from the hardest metal in the universe!
His primordial spirit and dharma body were silent and solemn, exuding a heavy pressure of 'order'. The chaotic and distorted spiritual energy around him was forcibly calmed down under this power.

Faced with Quan Xing's constantly distorted spiritual energy in the Desolate Spiritual Domain, his dark avatar did not throw a punch, but instead simply slashed forward with his fingers like a knife!
This stroke contains the 'severing' characteristic of the Golden Spirit Rules!
It is not about severing matter, but about severing the connection between the Quanxing Demon Core and the surrounding starry sky spiritual energy, cutting off the source of the strange fluctuations that cause the spiritual tide to resonate.

Immediately afterwards, the 'sharp' characteristic swept by silently.

"laugh--!"

The strange frequency that kept vibrating around Quan Xing and causing the spiritual tide to resonate was suddenly interrupted and dissipated as if his throat had been cut by a sharp blade. He was hit hard, and his aura instantly weakened. The illusory Dharma image behind him almost collapsed!

However, the black avatar of the Heavenly Craftsman did not retract its fingers. The sharpness of its fingertips condensed again, pointing towards Quan Xing's main body, carrying the judgmental meaning of "order". It was about to completely suppress or even pierce through Quan Xing!

Just at this critical moment, a bolt of purple lightning arrived in the blink of an eye, appearing beside Quan Xing, but it was Bai Yan with a cold expression.

At the same time, a torrent of energy appeared in the direction of the extraterrestrial star. It was an energy torrent generated by the collision of several Fifth Realm auras, where Zang Yi, Yue Xi, Niu Pan, and others were fighting against Bai Xin, Hou Ji, and others. (End of this chapter)