Cultivation starts from simplifying the exercises

Chapter 1920 The Towering Giant (4K)

As tens of thousands of scarlet demonic eyes filled the entire sky like dripping malignant tumors, an indescribable, filthy, cold, and viscous terrifying demonic pressure, seemingly originating from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Demonic Prison, descended like billions of ancient demonic mountains, instantly pressing down on the protective array of the Illusionary Gate!

The great formation trembled violently. On the light screen, the countless illusory stars that had been flowing endlessly flickered and dimmed. Countless fine cracks spread and expanded rapidly on the surface of the light screen like a spider web, emitting a "crackling" groan as it could not bear the burden. The brilliance of the entire great formation visibly dimmed.

At the same time, the illusory image of the Dream Soul Bell that enveloped the entire mountain gate emitted a muffled chime filled with pain and struggle. The illusory images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all spirits flowing on the bell wall were violently distorted and blurred. The bronze-colored surface of the bell was eroded by the thick, blood-like demonic pressure, leaving countless tiny, corroded pits.

The light on the bell flickered rapidly, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

The dual protection was instantly suppressed. The terrifying suffocating feeling that had just been dispelled, which was enough to freeze the soul and crush the flesh, swept through the entire Illusionary Sect again like a world-destroying tsunami. It was heavier, thicker, and more despairing than before!
"puff!"

Countless disciples with weaker cultivation levels instantly turned ashen-faced, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand. Some were even so shocked by the terrifying pressure that they coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

The entire illusionary gate was as if it had been plunged into the boiling Netherworld Demon Sea, with every inch of space filled with a suffocating aura of death.

“Chen…Fei…”

A low, hoarse murmur, seemingly composed of the wails of billions of tormented demonic souls, rose without warning from the depths of the tens of thousands of demonic eyes in the sky, like a chilling wind from the depths of the underworld.

The initial sound was extremely low, like a dream, yet it clearly penetrated the protection of the Star Array and the Dream Soul Bell, resounding directly in the deepest part of the soul of every disciple of the Illusionary Transformation Sect.

The next moment!
"Chen Fei!"

The murmur suddenly rose in pitch, transforming into a deafening, soul-tearing roar, like billions of soul-devouring thunderbolts exploding in one's ears at the same time.

The gazes of those tens of thousands of demonic eyes instantly converged into a scarlet demonic light that was condensed to the extreme and seemed to be able to pierce through all the heavens and myriad worlds. Ignoring spatial barriers and array defenses, it was like a venomous snake locking onto its prey, firmly pinning itself to the figure sitting cross-legged on the top of Star Moon Peak.

All the pressure, all the resentment, all the destructive intent, all focused on Chen Fei at this moment.

"Uh...ah...kill..."

"Blood...I need blood..."

Inside the Illusion Gate, countless disciples' eyes were instantly covered by a strange crimson light, their expressions became distorted and ferocious, and they let out unconscious roars.

Illusions abound before my eyes: mountains of corpses and seas of blood, raging demonic flames. My loved ones transform into ferocious monsters and pounce on me. The deepest fears, desires, and killing instincts within me are amplified and distorted to an infinite degree.

A violent aura of madness, bloodlust, and destruction spread like a plague among the disciples, and the entire sect seemed about to turn into a hellish place of infighting.

Star and Moon Peak.

Chen Fei sat cross-legged, his long robe fluttering under the invisible pressure. He slowly raised his head and looked up at the tens of thousands of scarlet demonic eyes in the sky, radiating overwhelming killing intent.

Such a scene, such terrifying and despair-inducing pressure, such a bizarre power that could distort minds and cause massive chaos with just a glance and a demonic sound—a name instantly surfaced in the depths of Chen Fei's mind.

Meng Xinluo!
The fifth on the Heavenly Ranking, a towering figure among the extraterrestrial demons, an unparalleled being at the limit of the Dominator Realm, whose Myriad-Eyed Demon Prison can create ten thousand eyes with a single thought. Wherever his gaze falls, all spirits perish, and wherever his demonic voice reaches, all the heavens wail in despair!
The Heavenly Ranking is an unparalleled list that only the strongest at the Sovereign Realm can compete for. Every expert on the Heavenly Ranking is a terrifying existence who truly stands at the pinnacle of the Xuan Yu Realm.

The patriarch of the Illusionary Sect, Le Boyang, was in the mid-stage of the Dominator Realm, while the patriarch, Kuang Lingyun, was in the early stage of the Dominator Realm. Facing Meng Xinluo, who ranked fifth on the Heavenly Ranking, the gap between them was like an insurmountable chasm, and they simply could not contend with each other!
In order to kill Chen Fei, an immortal cultivator who had not yet stepped into the Dominator Realm, the extraterrestrial demons did not hesitate to send the peerless demon lord ranked fifth on the Heavenly Ranking to launch a strong attack on the Illusionary Sect's mountain gate.

"Humph!"

Just when the protective array of the Illusionary Sect was about to collapse, the Dream Soul Bell was dimming, and countless disciples were about to completely succumb to demonic possession.

A cold snort, like the first ray of divine light at the beginning of creation, carrying the supreme majesty of righteousness and the power to cleanse all demons, suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
"A dignified being at the peak of the Dominator Realm actually personally taking action against a junior in the Immortal Realm, Meng Xinluo, are you really getting worse as you get older? Have you even lost your last shred of shame?"

The sound was not loud, but it was like a stabilizing force, instantly dispelling the terrifying demonic sound that enveloped the heavens and earth. The scarlet demonic light, which was like a bone-deep infection that was eroding the soul, collapsed instantly as if it had hit an invisible barrier.

The terrifying demonic pressure brought by those tens of thousands of demonic eyes, enough to freeze galaxies, was forcibly smoothed out as if by an invisible hand.

"Buzz!"

The mountain-protecting array, which had been violently trembling and on the verge of collapse, instantly stabilized, and countless spreading cracks rapidly healed, while the flowing starlight phantoms became dazzling once again.

The illusory image of the Dream Bell emitted a clear, melodious hum, and the corroded pits on the bell wall instantly disappeared, revealing a brilliant light.

The suffocating pressure and insane illusions that had enveloped the entire Illusion Gate vanished instantly. Countless disciples who were on the verge of madness were as if doused with a bucket of ice water; the crimson in their eyes faded, and their minds returned to clarity.

A figure appeared in mid-air above the illusion gate, seemingly out of nowhere.

Dressed in a simple gray robe, not tall, with a thin face and eyes as calm as an ancient well, he floated there quietly, hands behind his back, looking up at the tens of thousands of terrifying scarlet demonic eyes in the sky.

"It's...it's Senior Shi Ruifeng!"

"Fourth on the Heavenly Ranking! The Ancestor of the Boundless Sect!"

Inside the Illusionary Gate, countless disciples instantly recognized the figure's identity, their minds instantly filled with ecstasy.

Shi Ruifeng, a pillar of the Xuan Yu Realm's cultivator camp, instantly stabilized the situation that was on the verge of collapse with his appearance.

"Old Monster Shi?"

Above the sky, the tens of thousands of scarlet demonic eyes narrowed slightly, and a figure draped in a dark demonic robe with an indistinct face silently appeared.

Meng Xinluo's scarlet demonic eyes stared at Shi Ruifeng below, his voice like the scraping of metal: "You actually came here? It seems... you were prepared all along, waiting for me here!"

"Humph!"

Shi Ruifeng snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as lightning, as if he could pierce through Meng Xinluo's blurry face and see straight to his core: "Didn't you already guess that we would be on guard, which is why you only dared to send your 'past self' to test us? Hiding your head and tail, what a cowardly act!"

Past incarnation!
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei's heart stirred. No wonder the aura of Meng Xinluo gave Chen Fei a sense of familiarity; it turned out to be the power summoned by the remnants of time.

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Xinluo let out a piercing laugh, but there was little anger in his laughter; instead, it carried a hint of amusement and cunning: "Old Monster Shi, it's been many years, and your mouth is still as sharp as ever! I came here today only out of curiosity about that junior. Since you are so unwelcoming, then forget it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Xinluo's blurry figure, along with the tens of thousands of terrifying crimson demonic eyes in the sky, instantly distorted, faded, and dissipated, like ink thrown into boiling water.

The terrifying demonic pressure that had enveloped the heavens and earth receded rapidly like a tide. In the blink of an eye, the sky returned to clarity, and the clouds drifted and rolled, as if the world-destroying scene just now was merely an illusion.

They came quickly and left even faster, as if they were just there for a quick look!
Shi Ruifeng stared intently at the direction where Meng Xinluo's past self had vanished, his gaze deep, but he did not pursue. Even if the past self were forcibly destroyed, it would only result in a slight loss of power and divine sense for Meng Xinluo's main body, which was of little consequence.

At the same time, several imposing figures exuding an aura as deep as the sea and dominating all heavens appeared silently around Shi Ruifeng. They were the Xuan Yu Realm experts who had been lurking in the shadows, preparing to ambush the Heavenly Demon Ruler.

"Thank you all for your hard work, fellow cultivators!"

Le Boyang and Kuang Lingyun appeared in front of Shi Ruifeng in an instant, and solemnly bowed to the Sovereign Realm experts present.

Shi Ruifeng shook his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his voice low and deep:
"I had hoped to take this opportunity to see if I could leave behind a few Heavenly Demon Sovereigns, but I never expected to only encounter that old fox Meng Xinluo in his past life."

A hint of regret flashed in Shi Ruifeng's eyes. The carefully set trap had only attracted a slippery old fish, and the expected results had not been achieved.

A powerful expert at the Sovereign Realm, dressed in a black Daoist robe, spoke in a deep voice:

"The Venerable Tianxuan has already been personally monitoring the Demon Lord's movements. Furthermore, the Illusionary Gate is located deep within the heart of our Xuanyu Realm. If they dare to descend in their true form, they will face the risk of being besieged by us, or even perishing. Unless, they are willing to start the final battle ahead of schedule!"

The Sovereign Realm expert paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, before continuing:

"But now, although the power of the extraterrestrial demons is slightly stronger than that of the cultivators of my Xuan Yu Realm and the Yuan Demon Alliance, they have not yet formed an overwhelming force. If we force a decisive battle, even if they win, they will pay a heavy price, which is definitely not what they want."

Their true aim is to gradually erode the Xuan Yu Realm by infiltrating and eroding its very essence with demonic energy. Once the demonic energy completely covers the Xuan Yu Realm, their power will surge, allowing them to easily crush us. The previous outbreak of demonic energy was part of this plan.

"They just didn't expect Chen Fei to suddenly appear," another Sovereign Realm expert said with a smile.

Shi Ruifeng nodded slightly, turned his gaze to Le Boyang and Kuang Lingyun, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Fei should not stay in the Illusionary Sect for long. Although Meng Xinluo has retreated, his thoughts are unpredictable, and the other Heavenly Demon Sovereigns must also be eyeing him covetously. We cannot stay here forever. The best course of action now is to let him come with me to the Heavenly Profound Sect."

Le Boyang and Kuang Lingyun exchanged a glance and both nodded.

What Shi Ruifeng said was exactly what they were thinking. Today's events have proven that the Illusionary Gate is not enough to protect Chen Fei. If they continue to stay here, not only will Chen Fei be in danger, but the entire Illusionary Gate may also be dragged into an abyss of no return.

A dozen or so breaths later, Chen Fei's figure transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky. Shi Ruifeng waved his sleeve, and a gentle yet powerful force instantly enveloped Chen Fei. The next moment, the two figures vanished from their spot.

Chen Fei felt the scene before him blur and distort for a moment, and when it became clear again, he found himself in a vast and boundless strange space filled with profound Daoist charm.

Chen Fei looked around curiously. This should be the dimensional space of Shi Ruifeng, a powerhouse at the peak of the Sovereign Realm.

Compared to the plane of the ancestor Le Boyang, the plane of Shi Ruifeng gave Chen Fei the feeling of being in the void origin of the Xuan Yu Realm.

Beneath their feet was not solid earth, but a liquid galaxy flowing with silvery light.

Above, there was a magnificent dome composed of countless rotating galaxies, dazzling nebulae, and even the illusory image of a slowly flowing river of time. What permeated the surroundings was not primordial energy, but the purest and most refined Daoist spiritual energy, as if it were condensed from the most fundamental Dao principles.

Every breath seems to cleanse the soul and enlighten the mind.

A figure formed from pure Daoist spiritual light appeared silently in front of Chen Fei; it was Shi Ruifeng's projection.

Chen Fei bowed and said, "Junior Chen Fei greets Senior Shi!"

Shi Ruifeng looked at Chen Fei with a gentle smile on his face: "You are quite calm today. Facing the overwhelming demonic power of that old demon Meng Xinluo, you showed no fear whatsoever. Aren't you afraid that the Illusionary Sect and you will be destroyed together?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei shook his head slightly, his voice steady: "Reporting to senior, it is not that this disciple is not afraid, but this disciple believes that since the ancestor and the others did not arrange for this disciple to go to the Tianxuan Sect before, they must have had some considerations and backup plans. This junior only needs to observe the situation quietly."

This was indeed what Chen Fei was thinking. The battle for the Earth Ranking was related to the fundamental authority of the Xuan Yu Realm. Although it was far inferior to the Heaven Ranking, it could change the current situation of the Xuan Yu Realm.

Chen Fei himself understood the stakes involved, so how could the powerful beings at the Sovereign Realm of the Xuan Yu Realm not see it?

"Not bad!"

A hint of undisguised admiration flashed in Shi Ruifeng's eyes. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Calm and composed in the face of danger, Le Boyang has indeed taken on a good disciple!"

"You flatter me, senior!" Chen Fei said, bowing.

Shi Ruifeng smiled and said, "Slaying the Heavenly Demon on the Earth Ranking is not just the business of the Illusionary Sect, nor is it solely your responsibility. If you enter the top ten of the Earth Ranking and obtain the Heavenly Agarwood from the Heavenly Profound Sect, then I will also give you this Heavenly Dry Wood in my possession!"

As Shi Ruifeng spoke, he raised his right hand, and a withered, seemingly insignificant tree branch appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The branches are naturally etched with mysterious wood grain, as if containing the supreme secrets of the beginning of heaven and earth and the growth of all things. A pure and vast fifteenth-order primordial aura rushes over.

"This was obtained by me in a chaotic secret realm many years ago. It contains a trace of innate primordial energy. It cannot help you break through to the Dominator realm, but if you refine it properly, it should be able to extend your life by several hundred years!" Shi Ruifeng said gently.

Chen Fei was shocked. He never expected that this supreme being, ranked fourth on the Heavenly Ranking, would value him so much.

If one possesses this Heavenly Dry Wood, along with Heavenly Agarwood and fragments of the Heavenly Dao, condensing a fifteenth-grade low-level spiritual material is already a certainty.

After more than half an hour, Chen Fei felt that the flowing Daoist galaxy and the rotating galactic phantoms around him began to slowly stop and dissipate, and the surrounding space suddenly became blurry.

The scene before him became clear again, and Chen Fei found himself above a sea of ​​clouds shrouded in ethereal mist and auspicious clouds.

Ahead, a magnificent mountain gate, so imposing it defies description and seems to support the entire world, stands silently amidst the endless sea of ​​clouds. The gate is tens of thousands of feet high and is carved entirely from a kind of star-fallen divine jade that flows with starlight.

The doorposts are etched with mysterious patterns of the sun, moon, stars, and the constellations of the heavens. In the center of the lintel, the three ancient and vigorous gilded characters of Tianxuan Sect exude the supreme Daoist charm of suppressing all heavens and establishing the world, like three eternal stars radiating magnificent divine power.

Beyond the mountain gate lie countless celestial mountains and blessed lands suspended in the heavens, supported by auspicious seven-colored clouds. Waterfalls and springs cascade down from the clouds, and mythical birds and beasts soar among the mountains.

Magnificent palaces and pavilions dot the landscape, and the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so dense that it transforms into a tangible mist that flows inside and outside the mountain gate. Furthermore, a vast and majestic protective will, seemingly originating from the very source of the universe, envelops the entire Tianxuan Sect like an invisible canopy.

(End of this chapter)