There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

The golden torrent ignored the malicious probing of consciousness and continued to advance unstoppably. Wherever it passed, demonic energy dissipated and low-level demonic cultivators were annihilated like dust. However, just as the golden-armored soldiers were about to approach the starry sky where the Dragon Lord was, a sudden change occurred.

Without warning, gray-white ripples appeared in the void. Wherever these ripples reached, the spiritual light shining around the golden-armored soldiers dimmed at a visible speed, and then their bodies quickly became transparent and ethereal.

Even the two fifth-realm golden-armored generals at the forefront suddenly slowed down. The runes flowing on their giant axes and spears quickly went out, and cracks resembling wood appeared on their massive bodies.

Immediately afterwards, a figure materialized from the surging demonic energy. In Wang Ping's senses, the figure's body seemed to be pieced together from dried tree bark and cracked soil, with grayish-white unknown fungi growing at the joints and two clusters of eerie green light dancing in the eye sockets.

The moment Wang Ping sensed this figure, he connected it with the information he had previously obtained about Xuan Zhuo. This person cultivated the 'Desolate Demon Source,' which corresponded to the wood spirit energy that Wang Ping cultivated.

After the Xuanzhuo Demon Lord appeared, he quickly raised a hand covered with grayish-white fungi and gently shook it at the surging golden-armored army.

In an instant, a dense, desolate energy spread out, and the golden-armored soldiers stood frozen in place in large numbers before silently disintegrating, turning into the most primitive energy particles and being assimilated by the demonic energy.

Wang Ping's consciousness, placed outside the domain, locked onto Xuan Zhuo's location the instant he made his move, and also analyzed the energy intensity of the demonic source within him. Then, he saw the divine palace beside him solidify in an instant, and then he stretched out his left hand and gently patted forward.

His seemingly casual palm strike caused the faith and spirituality of billions of believers drawn by the divine palace to transcend the starry sky. With his will, a golden giant palm spanning hundreds of thousands of miles suddenly condensed in the absolute darkness of the outer realm. The giant palm radiated a dazzling divine light that pierced through the eternal night, illuminating the pervasive demonic energy and hidden fragments of stars with exquisite detail.

The desolate demonic energy surging around Xuanzhuo Demon Lord evaporated violently like boiling water being poured on snow under the direct sunlight. He tried to escape, but found that the space within the reach of the golden light was completely imprisoned, and his consciousness and demonic body were firmly locked in place by the magnificent divine power of the giant hand.

The giant hand pressed down with irresistible force, and the darkness receded wherever it passed. Xuan Zhuo could only watch helplessly as the golden giant hand, carrying the will of the entire starry sky, descended upon him.

Meanwhile, the True Lords in the Order Starry Sky also seemed to sense something and looked up at the starry sky, sensing a surging power descending from somewhere, but they could not find out the specific situation. This unknown power deepened their awe of Wang Ping.

Just then, the green light in Xuanzhuo Demon Lord's eyes surged wildly, and the flying disc made of withered wood and white bones behind him rose into the air and spun rapidly in front of him.

Then, the grayish-white, desolate demonic energy surged out from the rotating wheel, transforming into a huge, decaying barrier. Countless illusions of all things from birth to death appeared on the barrier, blocking the impact of the golden giant hand pressing down.

At the same time, the dark starry sky to the left of the golden giant hand silently tore open, revealing a figure of distorted light and shadow. Wang Ping's consciousness instantly locked onto this figure, immediately aligning with the information about the Nine Thousand Demon Lords in his mind.

The moment the Nine Thousand Demon Lord appeared, he summoned a staff that devoured light. Then, the nine black crystals at the staff's head lit up one after another, and the golden light on the left side of the giant hand was immediately swallowed by an invisible force, forming a strange dark gap.

This is a characteristic of 'Erosion Light Magic Source'.

On the right side of the giant hand, ripples spread across the void like water, and a semi-transparent liquid body quietly appeared. However, it was immediately captured by Wang Ping, and the information about the Illusionary Spirit True Lord immediately surfaced in his mind. This was the last Demon Lord of the 'Nine Alliances'.

When he appeared, a bell at his waist moved automatically without wind, emitting a decadent wave that reached directly to his primordial spirit. Strands of corrupting dark currents entangled the right side of the giant hand, constantly eroding and dissolving the power of faith within it.

Despite the combined efforts of the three demon lords, the golden giant hand was unable to continue its suppression. However, the dazzling divine light emanating from it not only did not diminish but instead became even more intense.

This light originates from the divine order and resonates with the celestial Dao of the starry sky, making it the most direct nemesis of extraterrestrial demonic energy.

Under the divine light, the surrounding millions of miles of starry sky were illuminated as if it were daytime. Hidden star fragments, wandering demonic shadows, and even distorted spatial folds were all exposed under this golden light.

At that very moment, the aura of the Dragon Lord, which had been concealed by the Xuanzhuo Demon Lord using a secret technique, revealed a clear and distinct fluctuation, like ice and snow thrown into the blazing sun.

Wang Ping's consciousness, placed outside the domain, instantly captured and locked onto this trace of aura. His original intention in making this move was to drag the Dragon Lord back and have him go through the Dragon Slaying Platform.

The instant he captured the Dragon Lord, Wang Ping appeared with Yu Lian in the desolate star field where Saturn and Jupiter meet. As the Wood Spirit World beneath his feet rapidly unfolded, he stretched out his hand and forcefully dragged it in the void in front of him.

Just as Wang Ping reached out and dragged through endless space and time, the Dragon Lord, far away in the outer realm, felt the space around him suddenly freeze.

Before he could react, an irresistible force seized his body and soul, tearing his massive dragon form from the star that provided protection.

A moment of confusion flashed across the Dragon Lord's golden eyes, which were then filled with boundless horror and disbelief. His primordial spirit sensed a passage that stretched across the endless void, forcibly sucking him in in a way that was beyond his comprehension.

He was all too familiar with the aura at the other end of the passage!
"This is impossible!"

Dragon Lord roared inwardly. He couldn't understand how Wang Ping could do this with his cultivation level, because it required his primordial spirit to observe the rules of the starry sky with just a thought, and this was exactly the step he was going to take in his next cultivation.

In his shock, the instinct for survival drove the Dragon Lord to unleash his full power. He let out a soul-shaking dragon roar, and extremely cold water elemental energy surged out wildly.

"Freeze them!"

He roared, trying to freeze the passage completely from the inside. In an instant, a dazzling icy blue light spread throughout the passage, and even the flowing wood spirit energy became sluggish wherever it passed.

However, just as he was feeling smug, a fleeting sense of weightlessness suddenly came over him, followed by a rapid change in his vision.

"Fellow Daoist, how have you been?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and the Dragon King's massive body trembled violently.

The calm and even voice, "Fellow Daoist, how have you been?" resonated deep within his consciousness like a thunderclap from the heavens. He stiffly turned his dragon head, and what met his golden vertical pupils was the familiar starry sky.

"Changqing!"

The Dragon Lord immediately entered a state of 'self-discipline', and Wang Ping's figure was reflected in his vertical pupils. After a few breaths of silence, he said, "I have already left this starry sky and given everything to you. Why do you pursue me here?"

Wang Ping's gaze was calm as he softly said, "Although you have left, you have not relinquished your authority over the starry sky. Otherwise, how could you have so many followers who worship you? I do not wish to repeat the mistakes of Yao Xi." The Dragon Lord hurriedly explained, "This is not my intention. I wish to disperse my followers and forever escape beyond the star field."

Wang Ping shook his head and said, "If we were in each other's shoes, would you be willing to pardon me?"

Seeing that Wang Ping was about to cast a spell, the Dragon King quickly said, "Don't you remember my past achievements? Before the rise of humanity, I used my dragon body to suppress the four seas and protect the human race so that the flame would never be extinguished; when humanity rose, I personally taught you the methods of farming, weaving, fishing and hunting. Even when you first reached the fifth realm, you had my support!"

Wang Ping smiled noncommittally and said, "All you've done is stabilize your cultivation level, and the benefits you've gained far outweigh the sacrifices you've made to protect the human race."

The Dragon King then said, "However, Heaven will judge my merits and demerits. How can you erase my achievements!"

Wang Ping maintained a hand seal with his left hand and replied, "You will enjoy sacrifices for ten thousand generations. As long as the Heavenly Court exists, your incense will continue for another day."

Upon hearing this, a fierce glint flashed deep within Long Jun's eyes, and the watery spiritual energy around him suddenly surged. His massive dragon body coiled up abruptly, and a "Frost Silence Technique" condensed with extreme cold and corrosive power silently enveloped Wang Ping.

Almost at the same instant that the Dragon Lord activated his spell, Wang Ping's response arrived. He no longer needed to make hand seals or chant incantations; with a single thought, he directly activated the underlying rules of the starry sky.

The Dragon King immediately sensed a sense of crisis approaching, and at the same time, his consciousness was deviating. At the critical moment, the Dragon King opened his huge mouth, and a golden light arrived first after it came from behind!
The golden light precisely cut into the network of star rules, severing it completely, and also forcibly severing Wang Ping's cause and effect in casting the spell.

"Is this why you want to kill Tiangong?"

Wang Ping's voice was tinged with laughter.

However, Long Jun did not respond to Wang Ping's teasing. He seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to break through countless spatial channels with his golden spiritual energy, attempting to escape this starry sky.

Long Jun originally thought that with the magic weapon he had created by killing the Heavenly Craftsman, he could at least hold his own against Wang Ping. However, in that brief exchange, Wang Ping's mere thought of the rules had made him feel like a drowning man. If it weren't for the extraordinary magic weapon in his hand, he would probably have already lost consciousness.

Wang Ping's cultivation progressed so quickly that it seemed absurd to him, and for a moment he even doubted whether he had fallen into some kind of terrifying illusion that was indistinguishable from reality.

But the lingering vibrations of the rules around him, and Wang Ping's calm yet unfathomable gaze, coldly told him that this was reality.

escape!
We must escape from here at all costs!

This thought was stronger than ever before. At this moment, the Dragon Lord had no fighting spirit whatsoever. He transformed into countless sharp and incomparable golden rays and fiercely slashed out towards different time and space coordinates in all directions!
In an instant, thousands of distorted spatial passages were forcibly torn open at the edge of Wang Ping's Wood Spirit World, and then the Dragon Lord's massive body flashed and disappeared at one of the passage openings.

However, he had just emerged from a passage in another distant starry sky and had not yet steadied himself when emerald green spiritual light gathered in the void ahead, as if Wang Ping had been waiting there all along.

Dragon Lord's pupils shrank sharply. Without hesitation, he activated the artifact that severed causality once more. The golden light swept over Wang Ping's newly formed figure and paused slightly. Dragon Lord dared not linger for a moment and immediately tore through the void again, fleeing in a completely different direction.

No matter where he fled, Wang Ping always appeared one step ahead of him or right behind him. The golden light that severed cause and effect shone again and again, forcibly breaking Wang Ping's lock and attack, but it could only do so much.

He was like a fish trapped in an invisible net. Every struggle he made was only a brief respite in the flash of golden light, but he could never truly break free from the vast net that covered the entire starry sky.

Half an hour later, Wang Ping's voice rang in his ear: "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

Before Wang Ping could finish speaking, the attack had already silently arrived.

Suddenly, the Dragon Lord sensed that his life force was draining away at an extremely fast speed. This was the simplest 'curse talisman'. Its energy transformed into invisible and intangible gray ripples, directly affecting the Dragon Lord's abundant life force. The Dragon Lord immediately severed the cause and effect of the spell.

But then the starry sky around the Dragon King froze instantly, locking his massive dragon body in place. Even turning his head required a great deal of magical power. This was still a simple 'spatial confinement'.

"A mere trick!" Dragon Lord roared, activating the artifact that severed cause and effect. In a flash of golden light, the causal relationship of the spell that imprisoned the space was severed.

But now, Wang Ping can glimpse the entire network of rules in the starry sky with just a thought, and casting spells is so simple that he can manifest them with just a thought. So in this instant when the old power has been severed and the new power has not yet been generated, endless spells appear out of thin air through the omnipresent network of rules in the starry sky.

Dragon Lord frantically brandished his magical artifacts, and amidst flashes of golden light, the causal relationships of spells were continuously severed. However, the speed at which he severed them was far from keeping up with the speed at which the spells evolved. Even more terrifying, he felt his own water elemental essence being forcibly extracted through his scales. It was Wang Ping using the power of the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman' to steal his power.

"Come out, Changqing, and fight me head-on!" The Dragon Lord's mentality began to lose balance, and his voice carried a hint of barely perceptible fear.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ping's will penetrated through layers of rules, like countless tiny roots, and directly pierced into the depths of his consciousness, which had been cracked by anger and fear. It successfully distorted his consciousness and formed various fantasies in his spiritual sea.

"Roar!!" He roared at the void, his dragon tail sweeping wildly, smashing a small meteorite in the distance to pieces.

Finally, he heard the prayers of millions of believers, but the content was no longer praise and supplication, but the most vicious curses and betrayals.

"Shut up! All of you shut up! You ants! Without me, you would have perished long ago!"

Reality and illusion were completely confused in his mind. His rationality was completely overwhelmed, and his consciousness fell into complete frenzy. He began to attack everything around him indiscriminately, his dragon claws tearing at his own chest, leaving behind traces of spiritual veins.

Wang Ping watched all this expressionlessly. Yu Lian sensed the Dragon Lord's madness and said, "Deep down, he really wanted to be free, but his obsession made him unwilling to give up anything."

As her words fell, endless emerald vines silently emerged from the void and wrapped around the frenzied dragon's body. The dragon king's last remaining instincts made him struggle, but his struggles seemed so powerless in the face of the already formed wood spirit sealing spell.

In the blink of an eye, a verdant cocoon with mysterious sealing runes flowing across its surface floated silently in the starry sky, the madness and roars within completely subsiding into deathly silence.

Wang Ping appeared beside the cocoon, reaching out to grasp the magical artifact that could sever causality and had lost its master's control. The artifact obediently flew into his palm. (End of Chapter)