There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

As the filthy torrent continued to wash over the golden runes on the palm, they began to flicker violently, their light dimming rapidly, and some of the smaller runes even began to disintegrate.

Finally, with a deafening roar that seemed to echo the lament of heaven and earth, the golden divine palm could no longer maintain its form and exploded, turning into countless scattered golden raindrops.

After spewing out that torrent, the light on the surface of the towering altar dimmed completely, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The dark red vortex became extremely small and unstable, flickering and dimming. Wu Nian's demonic body, which had just turned mostly solid from illusion, became much more transparent, clearly having consumed a huge amount of primordial energy. The energy level of the entire demonic energy world suddenly dropped by one level, becoming thin and chaotic.

When the destructive energy storm generated by the collision swept down, the first to be hit were Qian Xi and the others around the altar.

Just as Qianxi barely managed to suppress the surging demonic energy within his body, he saw the destructive storm crashing down like a tsunami. He immediately activated the core of the demonic source within his body, and the dark demonic sun phantom reappeared in an attempt to protect him.

But faced with the aftershocks of the combined power of the entire demonic world and the shattering energy of the divine palm, his defenses were as flimsy as paper. The illusory image of the demonic sun was instantly torn apart, the demonic energy around him was completely dispersed, and his body flew backward like a shattered piece of porcelain, crashing heavily into the ruins below, his fate unknown.

The twelve demonic cultivators didn't even have time to scream before their bodies and souls were easily torn apart in the storm, turning into primordial energy particles that were swept away by the chaotic aftershocks of the battlefield.

Even the torrent of shadows that Wei Ling had transformed into, now completely insane, was struck by this indiscriminate destructive impact, letting out a sharp, mournful cry as its even more broken and twisted form crashed into the distance.

However, the essence of the demonic world is far deeper and more bizarre than it appears. The energy, which had been forcibly drained and rendered thin and chaotic by Wu Nian, did not fall silent. Under the pull of the faint but never-extinguished dark red vortex at the top of the altar, something deeper and more essential was touched.

As Wu Nian uttered a series of strange words and formed a hand seal, the entire demonic world began to "breathe" in a more thorough and desperate way.

In the starry sky, the negative emotions and mad babbling that had been purified by the divine palm re-condensed at an even faster speed, even more intense and piercing than before, as if countless wronged souls were collectively wailing.

Those who survived the energy storm, as well as the deformed monsters and severely injured demonic cultivators who surged back from further away, including Qianxi who crashed into the ruins and Wei Ling whose demonic flames were faint in the distance, all had their remaining consciousness forcibly erased by an invisible hand!

Then, the madness, pain, and struggle in their eyes, all the colors belonging to "self," quickly faded away, replaced by an absolute emptiness and numbness. They stopped their meaningless howling and mutual attacks, stiffly raised their heads to face the direction of the altar, and then, whether monsters or demonic cultivators, they all opened their connection channels with the demonic world without reservation.

Amidst the absolute silence and obedience atop the ruins of Twin Star City, the dark red vortex at the top of the altar reached a new peak of rotation.

The demonic body, now transparent, floated in the center of the vortex, becoming the final focus of the entire sacrificial ritual. The massive amount of dark essence that gathered transformed into physical particles in a way that defied common sense, and then outlined a physical body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, the demonic body that was about to take shape and was perfectly suited to the demonic path of this world was the first to solidify completely. This body was close to humanoid, and at the heart of this body, a dark spot of light suddenly appeared. It emitted a faint halo, within which were mysterious and profound runes. These runes were connected to the entire demonic world.

He is nurturing the source of demonic energy, or more accurately, reuniting his cultivation. When he descended into this starry sky, his cultivation transformed into the energy of the demonic world, which included the core of his demonic source. Now, he is simply reuniting it through a secret method.

After counting the interest.

At the heart of the first solidified, almost humanoid demonic body, a dim halo suddenly deepened, then transformed into a vortex that continuously collapsed inward, emitting a terrifying gravitational force that devoured all weight.

The surrounding dark origins seemed to be summoned with the highest priority, rushing wildly into the gray vortex. Inside the vortex, unimaginable pressure was carrying out some kind of extreme refining and purification.

Gradually, a dark yellow crystal, about the size of a fist and covered with countless tiny cracks, began to condense and take shape within it. The very existence of this crystal caused the surrounding space to bend and collapse slightly downwards, yet it also gave people a feeling of extreme fragility and that it could completely collapse and be destroyed at any moment.

This is the 'Burial Dust Demon Source' corresponding to the Earth Spirit Rules!
The moment it was born, an extremely peculiar destructive force spread out from its center, a decaying force that caused all things to lose their foundation and brought everything to an end.

It corresponds to the rule that the earth spirit is virtuous and nurtures life, but it is a complete collapse, collapse, and burial!
The tiny cracks on the surface of the crystal are not flaws, but rather the outward manifestation of its rules. Each crack seems to connect to a miniature tomb, emanating a power that disintegrates the structure of matter. Any entity enveloped by its force field, whether it be mountains and earth, energy shields, or even the foundation of a cultivator's Dao, will have its internal structure become unstable, as if it were placed in quicksand, and ultimately it would not escape the fate of collapsing and being buried.

As the 'Burial Dust Demon Source' was fully condensed, Wu Nian's humanoid demon body seemed to become a more efficient anchor and converter. The massive amount of dark essence was no longer satisfied with simply pouring into it, but began to flow in two completely different directions.

To its left rear, demonic energy surged violently, transforming into a pitch-black shadow that existed between reality and illusion, constantly shifting its form. This shadow had no fixed outline.

To its right rear, the gathered energy presented a nauseatingly viscous aggregate state, with countless skeletons, metal fragments, monster flesh that had not yet completely dissipated, and even fragments of the bodies of demonic cultivators who had lost their sense of self, forcibly mixed together by a tyrannical force.

As these three distinct physical bodies coalesced, they were tightly connected through the dark red vortex at the top of the altar and a deeper, invisible bond composed of pure evil will. Subsequently, Wunian's core consciousness, like a supreme commander, simultaneously entered these three vessels.

Then, the humanoid demon slowly raised its palm, and the rules of destruction flashed past it. Runes formed by the rules of destruction appeared out of thin air, constructing a complex demonic source array. Then, the space around it burst out with an unprecedented dark light.

The next moment, the three bodies merged together instantly under the cover of the dim light, becoming a completely irrational and deformed monster. This caused the space around it to distort violently, and various contradictory force fields collided with each other, emitting a hissing sound as if space itself was being corroded and annihilated.

A few breaths later, the piercing sound disappeared, and the deformed monster's body slowly shrank, as if it were condensing into a perfect human-shaped body.

In just a moment, all the strange phenomena were concealed.

What appeared in the spot was a perfect humanoid body about three meters tall. Its body lines were smooth and full of power, and every inch of its muscles seemed to contain explosive energy and an incomparably strong defense.

The blurred face was shrouded in a slightly undulating shadow, revealing only a cold outline and a pair of emotionless eyes that seemed to be made of the purest darkness. Then the shadow disappeared, replaced by a young, resolute human face, and then thick hair that grew all the way to his waist.

He stood frozen for two breaths, his gaze fixed on the deep starry sky. He extended his right hand and gently waved it, and the blue Daoist robe most common in this starry sky appeared on his body. Behind him, a dim, mysterious light expanded outwards, quickly illuminating the ruins of the nearby Twin New Cities. "This state should be the most perfect appearance of this starry sky, right?"

A smile appeared on his face, and he took out a wooden hairpin and skillfully tied his hair together, making him look like an enlightened Taoist master, yet perfectly in harmony with the strange and demonic energy surging around him.

The chaotic and frenzied consciousness within the ruins of Twin Star City became incredibly quiet. They were bound by the destructive rules of the demonic world, maintaining consistency with Wu Nian's consciousness.

Just then, a divine light appeared on the outer edge of the demonic world, seemingly trying to pierce through the dim demonic world and reach the ruins of Twin Star City.

...

The outer edge of the demonic world.

Wang Ping had just deduced what was happening inside the demonic world, which would have a significant impact on his future plans, but he couldn't predict the specifics. After much deliberation, he used the power of the divine kingdom to try to interfere with what was happening inside the demonic world.

However, he underestimated the pollution caused by the backlash of power within the demonic world. If his divine kingdom cultivation had not been sufficient, his consciousness would probably have already been polluted by the backlash.

During the brief silence, he was cleaning up the rampant pollution brought about by the backlash, and also trying to deduce whether his intervention had changed the future situation. All he saw was darkness.

At this moment, the chaos inside the demonic world also stopped. The defensive barrier built by Yuexi, Zhixin, Zhu Wu, Bai Xin and others also blocked the spiritual pollution overflowing from the demonic world.

Everything seemed to have returned to normal, but Wang Ping knew that this was all an illusion. When he intervened in the affairs of the demonic world before, the energy level he sensed was that of a true demon lord, and the demonic world before him could be said to be one of the extensions of his power.

"How are you?"

As soon as Wang Ping regained consciousness and began to think, Yu Lian immediately asked him a question.

After Wang Ping responded "Nothing's wrong" in his spiritual sea, the divine palace beneath his feet vanished into thin air. His gaze fell on the edge of the demonic energy, where a surging demonic energy was churning, and then Wu Nian's figure appeared.

Yuexi and Zhixin, who were nearby, also sensed Wunian's presence. Without giving Wunian a chance to speak, they attacked him without hesitation.

Suddenly, Yuexi's figure became blurry, as if it were merging into the refraction of the surrounding light. At the same time, an invisible and intangible sense of drowsiness and disorientation, which went straight to the depths of his primordial spirit, quietly attacked Wunian, trying to drag his consciousness into an uncontrollable abyss of dreams.

This is a combination of Yuexi's abilities of "concealment" and "dream," silent and impossible to defend against.

Almost simultaneously, Zhi Xin's figure also vanished abruptly, and an invisible gray short blade silently pierced Wu Nian's vital point in the back.

However, faced with this sudden and fierce attack, Wu Nian's face remained expressionless, and his pure, dark eyes did not even look in the direction from which the attack came.

He simply raised his right hand slightly, his five fingers spread wide, and a dark force field, carrying the aura of the end of all things, instantly expanded outward from him.

The first to be affected was the dream power woven by Yuexi. The invisible and intangible feeling of drowsiness, the moment it touched the dark force field, was like exquisite glass hitting a hard millstone. Its intricate magical structure instantly became unstable and collapsed quietly like a sand tower.

Immediately afterward, when Zhixin's short blade was still three feet away from Wunian's heart, it suddenly stopped. The concealment runes flowing on the short blade quickly peeled off like grains of sand blown by the wind, and then the entire short blade turned into dust!
Both Zhi Xin and Yue Xi were startled, and their figures simultaneously disappeared into the void.

Wu Nian still didn't glance at them. The spreading dark force field had quietly receded into his body, and his gaze fell on Wang Ping, who stood silently in the distance.

“True Lord Changqing, I said last time that if you wouldn’t allow it, I could take it myself, and now I have!”

Wu Nian bowed with his hands clasped, his expression humble and respectful.

Wang Ping saw the network rules interwoven in the starry sky, and the destructive aura interwoven within the demonic world was gradually solidifying. Under this starry sky where destruction and order intertwined, spirituality was surprisingly stable.

At this moment, even Wang Ping wondered if this was something Heaven had intentionally done.

However, he suppressed the thought and looked at the network of destruction rules intertwined with Wu Nian, saying, "I will not allow it. Even if you get your hands on it, it will only be a fleeting dream."

Wu Nian smiled upon hearing this, "Now that I have condensed the physical body of a Demon Lord in this world, the rules of Heaven have already acknowledged me, and I will be immortal in this world of demonic energy."

Wang Ping's expression remained unchanged. "In the past billions of years, countless outsiders like you have entered this starry sky, but without exception, they all disappeared into the vast river of history."

Upon hearing this, Wu Nian burst into wild laughter, then cupped his hands to Wang Ping again and said, "With your cultivation level, True Lord Changqing, if you could suppress me, why waste your breath on these words? Let me tell you, according to the time records of this star system, I was already planning to enter this star system 100,000 years ago."

His tone suddenly took on a sarcastic tone, "I've invested resources you can't even imagine. The will and rules of this star system were already exhausted once ten thousand years ago, and you seem to have forgotten that." (End of Chapter)