My Cultivation Has a Progress Bar

In Sanshui City.

Ganxing, who was overseeing the casualty count of the Second Realm Cultivators, suddenly raised his head and looked toward the main peak of True Yang Mountain.

The instant he looked up, his face was distorted by the oncoming shockwave. A piercing sound from the explosion filled his ears, and his vision turned completely white.

"That’s Master’s ’Five Elements Condensation Technique’!" Liu Shuang’s voice came from the side.

"What?"

"The Power Pill!"

"How is that possible?!"

Ganxing unconsciously took a step forward, his eyes staring blankly at the white fog that stretched from heaven to earth. The violent explosion from moments ago echoed in his mind.

WHOOSH—

A more powerful shockwave struck.

The cyan light screen in front of Sanshui City had already collapsed, as the Entering Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators maintaining it were blown away.

To be precise, everyone except Ganxing was blown away.

In the next moment, Ganxing discovered that it wasn’t just his line of sight that was shrouded in white fog. Before him, behind him, to his left and right, the sky, the ground—every direction was covered in white. For that brief period, the world seemed to have returned to its primordial emptiness, as if...

"As if it were the beginning of all creation!"

Huaimo Taoist said.

Liu Huai’en shook his head and replied, "Fellow Daoist, you exaggerate. This is merely a Five Elements transformation. The only difference is that the foundation of this transformation was infused with the spirituality and Spiritual Body of a Third Realm Cultivator. Have you not seen the Power Pills refined by Changqing Zhenren?"

"I have, but this is a Power Pill?"

Huaimo was first confused, then his expression turned to one of realization. When his gaze fell upon Wang Ping, a trace of reverence appeared in his eyes. He cupped his fist and said, "When I first encountered the Power Pill, I thought it was miraculous. It returns the Five Elements Power to nothingness, presumably by leveraging the principles of the elements generating and overcoming one another. I once tried to refine it myself but lacked a stable Array."

Wang Ping smiled but said nothing, not intending to continue the conversation.

Wu Quan stared at Wang Ping’s face as if seeing him for the first time. He instinctively cupped his fist, bowed, and asked, "Was that really a Power Pill?"

Wang Ping glanced around, knowing what Wu Quan wanted to ask. He said, "Yes, but the production cost is at least twenty million taels of silver. And under normal circumstances, the materials are virtually impossible to find."

Zhi Gong frowned and asked, "Like Fellow Daoist Liu said just now, does it require the spirituality and energy equivalent to the Third Realm?"

Wang Ping nodded. "Correct!"

Hu Yin added, "Third Realm energy is easy enough to find; some Celestial and Earthly Treasures will do. But finding spirituality equivalent to the Third Realm is truly difficult, unless..."

She didn’t finish her sentence.

The others all knew what she was going to say.

"There’s one more thing. It’s extremely unstable, especially when used on a person. Because a person’s spirituality fluctuates, it would self-destruct within a year, even without any external interference."

By the time Wang Ping finished speaking, the powerful shockwave had dissipated. The surrounding black and yellow dust had been replaced by a pure white fog. This fog was so thick that one could see neither sky nor earth within it. Moreover, the Five Elements Yin Yang Energy was incredibly thin—so thin that they had to rely on the True Essence in their Qi Seas to fly.

At this moment, Wang Ping brought out two other Second Realm puppets carved with the ’Five Elements Condensation Technique’ and added, "Only puppets can maintain stability!"

Wu Quan looked at the two puppets, his Primordial Spirit trembling slightly. He said, "I think you’d better put those puppets away!"

The others nodded involuntarily.

At that moment, Yu Lian spoke with a hint of smugness from within the Spirit Sea: "They’re afraid of you, haha! How interesting."

As Wang Ping put the puppets away, the white fog that had been billowing outward suddenly began to move back toward True Yang Mountain. This was caused by external Spiritual Qi rushing in to fill the void, creating a convection current.

Only then did the group extend their Primordial Spirit Consciousness toward True Yang Mountain.

"Where’s the mountain?"

Yu Lian asked.

The main peak of True Yang Mountain was gone. In its place was a neat, semi-spherical crater amidst the forest. It looked like a gigantic, perfectly shaped iron wok embedded in the ground, with a visual diameter of over twenty li.

The group merely raised their eyebrows slightly. Any one of them could produce such destructive power. However, that would be against an ordinary mountain range, not True Yang Mountain, which the True Yang Sect had managed for over a thousand years.

"A miraculous power. It starts from the fundamental rules of the Five Elements, assimilating all matter. It can ignore the strength of the assimilated substance. Unless there is sufficient energy to neutralize it, escape is nearly impossible!"

Huaimo commented softly.

"There are survivors. More than one, in fact."

Hu Yin was the first to notice the specific details of the scene.

At the edge of the circular crater, level with the ground, a fiery red light hovered in the air. At the center of the light was the silhouette of a monstrous beast.

It resembled a fire demon from a storybook. Its body was like an Immortal Crane, but wreathed in flames. It had a human-like face, its two feet were ethereal tendrils of fire, and on each of its brilliant tail feathers, an eye was swiveling.

Hu Yin frowned. "A fire spirit. And one that has manifested in the real world, at that. How many sacrifices would that take?"

Profound Light emerged behind Huaimo as he said, "And it’s at the Fourth Realm."

Tongming Wanderer’s eyes, however, lit up. "But it’s extremely weak right now."

With that, he turned his gaze to Wang Ping.

Everyone else also looked at Wang Ping, waiting for him to make a decision.

Wang Ping ignored their eager gazes. He put away his Armor Talisman and said, "That’s Wenyang Taoist ascending."

As he spoke, he looked elsewhere...

To the north of the crater, two figures swayed precariously. It was Luo Feng and Ke Yue. A magical light screen that seemed embedded in space surrounded Luo Feng’s body.

To the east, the leader of the Sun Sect was also alive. A gray barrier surrounded his body, isolating him from the assimilating power of the ’Five Elements Condensation Technique’. This barrier was generated by a cyan Token in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Zhi Gong and Hu Yin, come with me to take down the man from the Sun Sect. His memories are valuable. The rest of you, watch our ’Day One’ allies!"

As Wang Ping said this, his Primordial Spirit scanned the surroundings, confirming that no outsiders were approaching. Once he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of light and flew toward the circular crater. The others immediately followed.

A dozen or so breaths later, Wang Ping’s figure came to a halt at the edge of the crater. The seven iron-bamboo swords he had left in front of him formed a killing Array and shot toward the bottom of the crater. His target was, naturally, the Sun Sect Cultivator holding the cyan Token.

TZZZ—

TZZZ—

Amidst the echoing sound of scraping metal, the already weakened barrier instantly collapsed. The Sun Sect Cultivator immediately transformed into a streak of firelight.

He was trying to escape!

But Wang Ping was faster. Aided by the Transfer Talisman within the Pocket World Mirror, he blocked the man’s escape path in a mere instant.

PFFT—

The Sun Sect Cultivator was also prepared. The moment Wang Ping steadied himself, two fire arrows shot toward him, the sound of them tearing through the air as they pierced Wang Ping’s body.

But in the next instant, Wang Ping’s entire body vanished.

This was an illusion from the Water Moon Bell. With the help of Yu Lian’s Primordial Spirit, the illusions Wang Ping could now create were so convincing that even a Third Realm Cultivator would have difficulty detecting them within a certain range if they weren’t observing carefully.

The Sun Sect Cultivator didn’t even bother to think about what had happened. He decisively changed direction and simultaneously used ’Fire Transformation,’ intending to force his way out. In the wake of his flames, hundreds of Flame Burst Techniques formed.

The Flame Burst Techniques detonated the instant they appeared, shaking space itself. A sky full of fireballs spread outward with intense heat, blasting countless holes in the surrounding white fog. Then, the remnants of the True Yang Mountain range were set ablaze.

Then, Wang heard the cries for help from the survivors on the mountain.

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