There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 998 Clash of Divine Kingdoms
Just as Gray Daoist's thoughts were wandering, the starry sky in front of him was disturbed by an invisible force, both in terms of spirituality and spiritual energy, as if a basin of ink had been poured into his world of inspiration.

It was as if something had gently brushed against it, not tearing or eroding, but like a piece of velvet stroking a mirror, leaving an indescribable feeling of stagnation. Gray Daoist realized that it was the pollution of the Demon Sword spreading. It was invisible and intangible, yet it caused subtle distortions in the rules of the entire battlefield.

The consciousness they maintained in the world of inspiration is collapsing. It is a distorted collective consciousness, a collection of the consciousnesses of extraterrestrial demons. It was experimented with more than a thousand years ago to shield the Five Elements and Yin-Yang rules of the True Monarchs.

It can veil reality, making the secrets of heaven obscure and difficult to understand. But at this moment, Gray Daoist felt that the "veil" was being gently lifted by some force, not violently broken, but allowed to disintegrate on its own.

That's polluting energy that belongs to outside the region!

In that instant, before Gray Daoist could even react, and before his hand seals could even take shape, the moment their magic array collapsed, the spirit of one of his companions dissipated like smoke and dust, swallowed by some invisible rule in the void. There was no scream, no struggle, as if his life had come to an end.

It is the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman' that defines life and death!

"Avoid your own chance of survival!"

Knowing that his idea of ​​suppressing the "Taiyan Talisman" had failed, Gray Daoist shouted in the secret language of the outer border, changed the hand seals with his left hand, and drove the demonic energy stored in the core of the star god in his body, connecting his own energy to the rules of the demonic energy.

Wang Ping remained motionless. Another light screen panel popped up in front of him, defining a fifth-realm star god, which slightly increased the compatibility of his 'Stealing Heaven Talisman' to (21/100).

However, his attention was not on the light screen panel at the moment, but on the gray Taoist surrounded by demonic energy, looking at his powerful vitality recognized by the rules. He did not continue to define their life and death with the 'Heaven Stealing Talisman', because that would put him in a confrontation between the rules.

After a brief silence, he extended his left hand and gently tapped it. The wood spirit energy that filled the starry sky quickly gathered and formed six 'sword talismans' in front of him. Together with the 'demon sword' in the hand of the golden-armored puppet in front of him, they formed a 'seven-star killing formation' to meet Gray Daoist and the three remaining fifth-realm star gods beside him.

At the same time, the moment the 'sword talisman' transformed into a longsword, a wisp of green blossomed from nothingness and then spread like ripples.

The next moment, countless vines, ancient trees, and thorns grew from the void, their roots penetrating the starry sky, their branches and leaves obscuring the sunlight, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into a vast forest.

This is not an illusion, but a cosmic forest manifested by the rules of the Wood Spirit, where every leaf exhales and exhales the Wood Spirit energy that coexists with both life and decay.

The starry sky seemed to be swallowed up at that moment.

Even the battlefields of Zhu Wu and Zang Yi nearby were swallowed up.

Gray Daoist felt moss growing in the void beneath his feet, the starlight above his head being shattered by the tree canopy, the wandering demonic energy being assimilated by the wildly growing vegetation, and before his eyes, decaying dead leaves and tender green buds falling at the same time.

"As expected, the True Lord is beyond my reach!"

He chuckled and shook his head, showing no concern for his current situation.

Wang Ping remained standing still, his consciousness resonating with the six 'sword talismans' and the demonic sword in the golden-armored puppet's hand. Seven killing intents intertwined in the forest, forming a flawless killing array.

After muttering to himself, the Gray Taoist summoned an ancient bronze mirror. Ripples appeared on the mirror's surface, and then illusions arose around him, attempting to drag the killing formation into them. However, the corruption of the demonic sword silently seeped into the mirror in an instant, and the mirror surface cracked with a black mark. The Gray Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly as his figure turned into specks of starlight and disappeared into thin air.

The Seven Star Killing Formation did not stop after losing its target. It met the nearest star god, a speech god, who chanted incantations and a jade seal hovered in the air, his words becoming law, trying to stabilize the sword's momentum.

But the demonic sword trembled slightly, and the Star God's spiritual veins instantly became disordered. The jade seal shattered with a "bang," turning into countless points of light and dissipating. Just as a sword light was about to pierce the core of his heart, specks of starlight appeared around him, transferring him away.

But at this moment, the space within the forest continued to distort, and the starry sky only lasted for a moment before collapsing on its own. The moment the star god that was dragged away appeared, before his expression could even change, he was overwhelmed by the powerful life force of the wood spirit and lost his life after only letting out a cry.

Meanwhile, the killing formation had already unleashed a boundless whirlwind towards another star god, who also possessed the ability of a speech official. At this moment, he held a jet-black brush and was writing his own destiny in mid-air, attempting to forcibly avoid death.

However, the corruption of the 'Demon Sword' was fleeting, making it impossible for him to continue writing. He could only gather boundless demonic energy and try to escape the battlefield. His escape immediately triggered a chain reaction, and Zhu Wu, Zang Yi and their opponents also rushed towards the edge of the forest.

Wang Ping did not give chase. He looked up towards the direction of the outer star. Wei Ling had finally shown herself, but Qian Xi was still nowhere to be found.

Wei Ling met Wang Ping's gaze, her face revealing neither joy nor anger. She and Wang Ping were both in a state of rational self-control.

Yu Lian poked her little head out, took a deep breath, and communicated with Wang Ping in her spiritual sea: "Such a rich spiritual faith, she actually cultivated a divine kingdom in a foreign land."

Before Wang Ping could respond, she continued to complain, "Lieyang and the others are too stupid. Their divine arts cultivation was comparable before, but now that Wei Ling has already cultivated a divine kingdom, they still haven't reacted."

Wang Ping glanced at the light screen panel. As expected, the compatibility of his 'Stealing Heaven Talisman' increased by one point, reaching (22/100). This is equivalent to increasing by one point when defining a fifth-realm star god. However, he did not intend to use the definition of a fifth-realm star god as the basis for his cultivation, because it was not realistic in this small starry sky.

He did not respond to Yu Lian, but stretched out his left hand and waved it gently. The wood spirit energy under the starry sky immediately dissipated rapidly according to his will. Then, the towering ancient trees in the Starry Sky Forest crumbled inch by inch, turning into tiny specks of light. The vines withered and broke, shattering into dust in the void. The decaying fallen leaves and the newly sprouted buds melted at the same time, turning into wisps of green smoke, which were swallowed by the darkness deep in the starry sky.

In the blink of an eye, the entire forest vanished like a dream, leaving only a faint aura of wood spirit flowing through the starry sky before finally returning to nothingness.

"Greetings, True Lord Changqing!"

Wei Ling first bowed with her hands clasped in greeting.

Wang Ping returned the greeting with a cupped-hand salute, saying, "Greetings, Daoist Master." He paused for a moment, then asked, "Is this the situation you wanted to see?"

As he spoke, Zhu Wu and Zang Yi returned to his side and stood still. This time, no one interrupted their conversation.

A starlight appeared beside Wei Ling at this moment. Gray Daoist returned to Wei Ling's side with the remaining thirteen star gods. Except for Liang Daoist, who was somewhat disheveled, the rest seemed to be unharmed. Their battle just now seemed fierce, but in fact, it was mostly a test. Of course, the battle between Bai Xin and Liang Daoist was an exception.

"We only wish to receive the respect we deserve, and now you want to interrogate us?"

Wei Ling was clearly unconvinced.

Wang Ping's left hand gestures changed, and the mysterious light around him continuously dissipated, leaving only a pale green dot of light behind him. At the same time, he said softly, "Now that our army is at the city gates, if the extraterrestrial star is destroyed, the land beyond our borders will be as easy as taking candy from a bag for us. Don't you think about this?"

Wei Ling said with a smile, "True Lord Changqing was just joking! Even if we were to back down now, how could the True Lords forgive us? They still dare not forget that proclamation from hundreds of years ago."

"That being the case..."

Wang Ping reached out, and the 'Seven Star Killing Array' constructed in front of him turned into specks of emerald light and disappeared. The 'Demon Sword' was sealed by a 'Sword Talisman' and also vanished into thin air.

“I will personally shatter your will, so that you will know why we are in charge of this celestial realm.” A black and white token appeared beside Wei Ling, and she cupped her hands to Wang Ping, saying, “I have always been very curious about the Taiyan Talisman, and I would like to take this opportunity to learn from it.”

Before she finished speaking, the black and white command flags in her hands suddenly crossed.

In an instant, the light of the entire star field seemed to be sucked into a vortex. The starry sky on the left faded into a yellowish, old painting, while the star trails on the right accelerated and flowed into a blurry band of light.

"Time?"

Wang Ping stopped Zhu Wu and Zang Yi, indicating that he would do it himself.

The black and white command flags intertwined, forming three attack time points for Wei Ling: past probing, present killing moves, and future backup plans, all superimposed in the present to create a comprehensive and deadly attack.

"I'll break your killing formation!"

Wang Ping suddenly transformed into a stream of light and entered the chaotic temporal current that was causing chaos. Then, three cracks suddenly appeared on his Taoist robe, indicating that the attacks from the past, present, and future were taking effect simultaneously.

However, these rules were distorted just before they came into contact with his physical body and primordial spirit, rendering them unable to cause him any substantial harm.

Wang Ping glanced down at the fading blue patterns on his sleeve, then chuckled softly. He formed a hand seal with his left hand and said, "It's a pity that when the Jianmu tree was evergreen, it didn't yet have a concept of time."

With a deafening roar, the phantom of a giant tree pierced the starry sky. Every line on the trunk was a primitive wood spirit Dao pattern, and the time turbulence created by Wei Ling as the branches and leaves stretched out actually froze.

Immediately afterwards, the time threads that were binding Wang Ping broke off when they touched the phantom of the ancient tree.

Wei Ling's pupils contracted sharply. She waved the white command flag in her hand rapidly, trying to accelerate the time flow of the Jianmu phantom, only to see the flag suddenly covered with moss.

"Your time cannot shake what is eternal."

Wang Ping's voice came from the top of the tree canopy, and then the branches of this giant tree suddenly grew longer, shattering the starry sky around Wei Ling into a shattered mirror.

At this moment, Wei Ling's aura was incredibly clear in Wang Ping's vision. Just as he was about to try to mobilize Wei Ling's life force, two red blades slashed past in front of her. Countless timelines collapsed under the two blades, instantly disrupting the rules of the starry sky.

But this is only temporary!

Wei Ling knew better than anyone that this was a temporary disturbance. She saw fine golden lines constantly appearing beneath her feet. She used the power of her divine kingdom to strengthen her life force. Her eyes, covered with golden patterns, looked at Wang Ping. Wang Ping seemed to sense that millions of living beings were demonstrating their determination to resist the rule of the True Lords.

When Wang Ping looked at her, the golden patterns in Wei Ling's eyes suddenly expanded, enveloping her in a golden glow. Then, an endless map of a divine kingdom appeared beneath her feet, with countless golden lines connecting to the map and weaving into a vast network in the starry sky. Each golden line represented a believer from a distant world on the outer borders of the realm.

Instead of being alarmed, Wang Ping laughed upon seeing this. A map of a divine kingdom appeared beneath his feet, with a magnificent palace rising infinitely high on the map, and a surge of faith and spirituality emanating from both inside and outside the palace.

Suddenly, the divine kingdom beneath Wei Ling's feet burst forth with dazzling light, and faith and spirituality surged along the golden threads, condensing into a golden light sword in her palm.

"break!"

As the lightsaber slashed down toward Wang Ping's divine kingdom, a light curtain rose from Wang Ping's palace according to his will. Beneath the light curtain, countless phantoms of believers appeared, their devout prayers colliding with the lightsaber and exploding into a sky full of interwoven golden sparks.

Before Wei Ling could retract her sword strike, the golden network around her suddenly contracted, and all the connected worlds lit up simultaneously. Her followers had actually burned their spiritual energy as a sacrifice, causing the lightsaber to instantly grow a thousand feet in size.

The outermost barrier of faith in Wang Ping's palace began to crack, and the glazed tiles peeled off in a rustling sound.

"Congeal."

Wang Ping made hand seals, and following the puppetry secrets of the "Taiyan Talisman", he forged rows of golden-armored divine generals with the spiritual power of faith. Above each divine general's head floated a spiritual lamp condensed by believers. When all the lamps shone brightly, a star array was woven behind the broken barrier.

The lightsaber struck the pattern as if sinking into a quagmire.

Wei Ling's expression remained unchanged. Her hand gestures changed, and the Time Sword scattered into thousands of golden rays. These golden rays flowed back to various worlds along golden threads, and each believer received a piece of golden light. The next moment, they formed a golden bell in front of Wei Ling.

"clang!"

As the bell tolled, Wang Ping's star array shattered.

The palace complex shook violently, and thirty percent of the spirit lamps of the golden-armored generals went out instantly.

“Although her divine kingdom is unstable, it has gathered more spiritual energy than yours. Fighting with divine arts and secret techniques will be disadvantageous for you.” Yu Lian’s voice echoed in the spiritual sea.

“Since her divine kingdom is unstable, no amount of spirituality will help.”

Wang Ping remained calm, extending his left hand to point towards the area where Wei Ling was located, and issued a decree: "Suppress!"

The moment the decree was completed, an invisible pressure suddenly appeared across the entire starry sky, and everyone looked up, including Zhu Wu and Zang Yi behind Wang Ping.

In an instant, the pressure surged dramatically, and in the blink of an eye, it descended upon Wei Ling's divine kingdom as if it were a tangible force, causing the golden patterns of Wei Ling's divine kingdom to flicker erratically.

Wei Ling felt the pressure. She pressed two fingers together like a sword and suddenly touched her brow, separating a part of her consciousness and converging it with the faith and spirituality of millions of believers into a raging golden torrent. Wherever the torrent passed, the collapsed space was restored and actually rivaled Wang Ping's divine magic.

Zang Yi, Zhu Wu, and the others stared intently at the collision of the two golden canopies. The power of the divine technique exceeded their imagination. At this moment, they all secretly resolved that they would definitely start practicing the divine technique as soon as the storm subsided.

Just as everyone was in shock, a strange change suddenly occurred within Wei Ling's country!

The golden threads connecting the believers from beyond the realm suddenly twisted violently, and the spiritual faith they transmitted was mixed with a large amount of chaotic energy. But at that moment, a 'river of time' swept across the starry sky beside Wei Ling, replacing the original divine kingdom.

Surrounding this 'river of time' are independent rules that perfectly complement the river of time.

Upon seeing this, Wang Ping instinctively thought of the small world refined within the sixth mirror secret technique of the Star God!

(End of this chapter)