There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Zhu Wu's body was as big as a mountain at this moment. The endless chaotic energy in the surrounding starry sky gathered towards his mountain-like body at a very fast speed. In an instant, it was completely swallowed up by his huge body and transformed into a fierce demonic aura, surrounding him.

His huge eyes, like the sun and the moon, reflected the boundless starry sky. In this starry sky, there was a fog emitting black and purple energy, and in the fog there was an illusory human figure.

"I have met Master Zhu Wu Zhen..."

This figure was Taoist Gray.

When the Liang Taoist and the Pei Taoist saw the Hui Taoist appear, they immediately understood what was going on, but at this point they could not explain it clearly even if they had a hundred mouths.

"Humph!"

Zhu Wu responded to Gray Taoist with a sneer. His huge fist, like a meteor, streaked across the starry sky. A hot star wind suddenly appeared, sweeping across a large area of ​​the starry sky along with Zhu Wu's fist. In the empty void, it seemed as if the Milky Way had burst its banks. The powerful energy swept across the sky, dispersing all the black and purple mist around Gray Taoist.

However, when the punch landed on the Gray Taoist, there was no reaction at all. The Gray Taoist's body instantly turned into nothingness and appeared in the starry sky on the other side.

But before Gray Taoist could steady himself, the energy matter in the starry sky where he was was spinning at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming an energy vortex in the blink of an eye.

"Boom~"

A loud bang exploded in the middle of the energy vortex.

It turned out to be the 'Spirit Explosion Technique' of the sheep demon clan, but this moment's 'Spirit Explosion Technique' was not cast by the sheep demon, but was triggered by a metal ring emitting spiritual light. The metal ring rotated at an extremely fast speed in the energy center of the explosion, cutting all matter in the center of the explosion into slag.

However, the body of the Gray Taoist seemed to have not existed, and turned into points of illusory light and disappeared. The metal ring cut through all matter and turned into a stream of light, which fell beside a man in exquisite armor, blessing him with a brilliant mysterious light.

"His cultivation is quite strong."

The man began to speak. He was short, only five feet tall, and looked like a teenager, but his face showed his old age. In his hands, he held a pair of metal hammers that were larger than his body. The pair of metal hammers and his body kept flashing in the void, as if this was just a projection of him and did not really exist.

This is Hou Ji, one of the six true lords of the demon race, who was cultivated from a spirit monkey.

Just when he was about to press on with his victory, two streaks of starlight streaked across the starry sky and appeared on the battlefield in the blink of an eye. They were two more fifth-level star gods.

At the same time, Niu Pan and Wang Xian landed on Bai Xin's left and right to check on Bai Xin's injuries.

At this point, five of the six true lords of the demon clan have arrived.

Just when Zhu Wu was about to take action, several fifth-level star gods streaked across the vast starry sky and landed beside Taoist Hui, among them was Taoist Jiao who used the ability of 'reproduction'.

Zhu Wu immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking action, but did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward and looked at the many Five Realms Star Gods under the starry sky in front of him. His cold gaze lingered more on Liang Dao Ren, Pei Dao Ren, and Hui Dao Ren, but he had no intention of speaking.

Liang Daoist and Pei Daoist noticed Zhu Wu's gaze and frowned slightly. If asked to explain now, they had no way to do so, not to mention that they had just "injured" Taoist Bai Xin.

Taoist Hui and Taoist Jiao beside him exchanged a glance. There was a warning in Taoist Jiao's eyes. Then he transmitted his voice with his soul consciousness: "Why did you go to provoke Bai Xin? They were not going to participate in this war in the first place. If you do this, the pressure on the front line will be doubled."

"Only Bai Xin, Hou Ji and Quan Wei are the most suitable candidates. The rest of the demon tribes have already joined the game. The True Lords will stop me the moment I make a move. But Bai Xin is different. The True Lords are happy to see me do this. Not only will they not stop me, but they will also try their best to secretly add fuel to the flames."

Gray Taoist also responded with his spiritual consciousness.

His response made Jiao Daoist unable to refute, so he could only give up communicating with him. He first glanced at Liang Daoist, and then looked at the five true masters of the demon clan. He was highly concentrated at the moment, but most of his attention was on his own people, because he was really worried that a war would be caused if he was not careful.

The demon clan actually had the same idea as them, but they were somewhat embarrassed to retreat in the current situation, and they hoped that the other side would retreat first.

Niu Pan and Wang Xian at the back seemed to be protecting Bai Xin in the middle, but in fact they were worried that he would really fight to the death. They could best understand the feelings of a disciple who had followed them for thousands of years and suddenly died, which would make their demon blood boil.

Wang Ping hid in the void, his indifferent gaze piercing through the endless starry sky to take in the entire dispute.

Yu Lian coiled around Wang Ping's shoulders, sharing the confrontation through the soul connection. Her small head swayed slightly, and her scales shone coldly under the starlight. "This Gray Taoist is really good at grasping the softest part of human nature." Her voice was a little teasing, "But I really didn't expect that the Good Taoist would really disregard the overall situation to protect his disciples."

Wang Ping raised his lips in an imperceptible arc. That smile was not mocking, but a cry of deep sympathy. He then said, "This is not difficult to understand. You can feel it if you put yourself in their shoes."

When Yu Lian heard this, her thoughts spread like ripples.

She suddenly realized that this is the most common human nature: those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things clearly.

Many seemingly absurd double standards are just due to different standpoints. Then Yu Lian seemed to think of some bad scenes. She shook her small head gently, as if to shake off these chaotic thoughts. Then she jumped onto Wang Ping's shoulder and rubbed his cheek affectionately: "What do you think of the situation? Should we let them fight?"

Wang Ping shook his head slightly. "Without sufficient benefits, even if we fight, there will be no result." His voice was still calm, with a bit of open-mindedness that saw through the essence of the matter. "Continuing the confrontation will only waste my energy in vain."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ping raised his left hand lightly, his movements as graceful as picking up a flower.

In an instant, the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman' appeared at his fingertips, and heart-pounding rune lines flowed on the ancient talisman. Then the wood spirit energy in his body suddenly boiled over, turning into a surging torrent of energy, replicating part of the power of the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman' in an instant.

The next moment, this force passed through the transfer network constructed by Wang Ping and descended upon the warring starry sky like a punishment from heaven.

Suddenly the void trembled, and mysterious wood spirit formations appeared out of thin air, and each pattern flashed with a light that frightened the fifth-level cultivators.

Gray Taoist's heart suddenly began to beat like a drum. Before he could react, the power to rewrite the rules had already entangled his body like a cancer. Then he clearly felt his vitality slipping away rapidly, like the sand in an hourglass, which would slip through his fingers no matter how tightly he held on.

"It's the True Lord's method!"

A trace of shock flashed across the eyes of the Gray Taoist, but he regained his composure in an instant. He stretched out his left hand and quickly pinched the magic formula. His figure became illusory like smoke and fog, and his consciousness directly escaped into the world of inspiration, trying to get rid of this defined state. At the same time, the five-level masters of both sides of the battle felt this power that was superior to all living beings.

Taoist Jiao's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes swept across the demon clan's True Lord opposite, and then his figure retreated thousands of miles away in an instant. Seeing this, the other five realms star gods also retreated decisively, and Taoist Liang and others could only sigh and follow Taoist Jiao's footsteps.

Throughout the entire process, Wang Ping remained quietly standing in his Wood Spirit World. His methods did not have earth-shattering momentum, but they made all the cultivators in the Five Realms flee upon hearing the news.

This is the power of the True Lord. A single word from him can determine the fate of the world, and a single thought can change the laws. Those powerful beings in the fifth realm who are unattainable in the eyes of ordinary cultivators are nothing more than chess pieces on the board that can be moved at will in front of him.

Yu Lian felt the invisible pressure emanating from Wang Ping and sensed the magic spells cast by Wang Ping. This was not just a difference in strength, but also a difference in the levels of life.

"If you scare them like this, aren't you afraid that they will all turn to the embrace of life outside the domain?"

she asked softly.

Wang Ping shook his head slightly, as if he was denying this matter, and as if he was denying something else.

Almost all the cultivators under this starry sky, except for the demon clan, are affected by the power of the True Lords. If those in the outer border areas want to get rid of the influence of the True Lords, they can only change the five elements of yin and yang spiritual energy that they originally cultivated into the outer border demonic energy.

Yu Lian did not wait for Wang Ping's specific response, nor did she argue too much. She continued to observe the starry sky with Wang Ping's soul.

The starry sky has returned to silence, and only the remaining wood spirit formation is still silently telling of the True Lord's methods just now. Bai Xin, who is protected in the middle by Niu Pan and Wang Xian, looks at the escaping Liang Dao Ren and Pei Dao Ren with reluctance, but he can only swallow the bitter fruit.

"Don't worry, this won't end like this."

Niu Pan spoke softly to Bai Xin.

Zhu Wu changed back to a normal human body. Looking at Bai Xin's current state, he felt a flash of joy in his heart. Then he said, "Since they are ruthless, we can't be blamed. There is no rush for this matter. We have plenty of time to deal with it, and we have all the True Lords to support us."

...

Wang Ping also withdrew his gaze, and his soul consciousness quickly sensed the changes brought about by the definition of Gray Taoist's state. The first thing he sensed was the network of rules that intertwined the universe, and there was a backlash force trying to disrupt the wood spirit in his body.

This was the energy backlash brought about by his arbitrarily changing the life of a cultivator of a high realm. Fortunately, the energy in cultivator Tai Yan's body was almost endless, so he could neutralize it with more ferocious energy.

This backlash force was much stronger than the one he had previously defined as a Four-Realm Star God, and this process lasted for more than ten breaths. At the same time, he also sensed that when neutralizing the backlash force, he was closer to the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman', but there was no change on the light curtain panel.

"It's not that simple. All the cultivation in this world has a certain price to pay. It is impossible for it to happen without reason. Otherwise, Huishan Zhenjun only needed to define half of the creatures on Zhongzhou Star, and he would probably be able to surpass the strength of the other Zhenjuns and would not end up like that."

While Wang Ping was talking to himself, he glanced at Yu Lian, who was also looking at him. He then smiled slightly and strengthened this memory and marked it in his consciousness.

Ten days later.

When Wang Ping used the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman' to observe the basic rules of the Wood Spirit World, the progress of his practice of the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman' suddenly increased a little, reaching (9/100).

On this day, the demon clan gathered dozens of fourth-level 'Dancheng Realm' demons and thousands of third-level 'Jiedan Realm' clansmen, and led more than 3,000 flying boats to attack more than a dozen ecological zones on the border outside the domain, aiming directly at the alien star on the border outside the domain.

The person who was most confused about the current situation should be Cangyue. When he learned that Liangqi had destroyed the demon clan's ecological zone and Pei Daoren had injured Master Bai Xin, he had a completely incomprehensible illusion.

After he got the detailed situation from Liang Dao Ren, he knew that what he had been working so hard for was no longer possible, even though Liang Dao Ren repeatedly assured him that the matter had nothing to do with him and hoped that Cang Yue would explain to the True Lords on his behalf.

However, Cangyue saw it more clearly than Liang Daoren. For the True Lords, it was easy to make a decision on this matter. On one side was the collective interests of the demon race, and on the other side were several star gods. Everyone knew which was more important.

However, he would definitely agree to Liang Dao Ren's request in person, but as soon as he left Liang Dao Ren's sphere of influence, he cursed at the void: "You hopeless fool, you deserve to be trapped at the border outside the domain!"

He was really angry. His life span was already short, and he had been running around for so many years for this matter, but in the end it was all in vain. Moreover, the True Lords might even think that he was not doing his job well.

Just when he was worried that he would be punished by the True Lords for this matter, he received a message from Zixuan, a member of Chongyuan Mansion, using a communication token, asking him to return to the Demon Star Moon base as soon as possible, and specifically told him that it was Li Miaolin from Taiyan Sect who was looking for him.

When receiving this news, Cangyue's first thought was to run away, but then he realized that if the True Lords really wanted to punish him, they would not make such a big fuss, and he had reasons to go back.

Half an hour later.

Cangyue used the secret teleportation array he built to arrive at the Demon Star Moon's base. He saw three cloud bridges crossing the starry sky. From time to time, the light of the teleportation array flashed at the end of the cloud bridges.

There were several times more monks and flying boats traveling around the Moon Station Dengxiantai than before. When he landed above Dengxiantai, he subconsciously looked at the giant flying boat in the distance like the Moon Mountain, and then he heard someone calling him, "Is it Taoist Cangyue from Chongyuan Mansion?"

This title gave him a sense of freshness, as no one had ever called him "Master Cangyue of Chongyuan Prefecture" in public before. He immediately turned around and saw a young man wearing a blue narrow-sleeved combat Taoist robe.

"I am Qianmu Guanmingxing, and I am here to wait for you, Taoist Priest, on the orders of my master."

The young man bowed politely, stated his identity and purpose, and handed over a note.

Cang Yue carefully took the post and flipped through it. His soul consciousness scanned the contents inside, and he immediately put on a smile and said, "So you are Taoist Master Miao Lin from the Taiyan Sect. I am sorry for my disrespect."

"Master, please come this way~"

Mingxing led the way in front, and did not look up to Cangyue particularly because of his fourth realm cultivation.

Cang Yue hurriedly followed, and when he walked down the immortal platform, he turned his head and looked at the giant flying boat quietly docked in the distance. (End of this chapter)