Who Let Him Cultivate?!-Chapter 1326 - 1325: Late Tribulation Stage

"Watch closely, people of Great Qian, my people from Great Yu have assembled, we’re no longer afraid of you!" Guan Shanhai, long suppressed by the two immortals of Great Qian, finally had the chance to raise his eyebrows and breathe out in relief.

"Exactly, our people from Great Yu have gathered, all you old fogeys from Great Qian just wait and see!"

"Today you’ll learn why Great Yu could replace Great Qian!"

"Our Emperor managed to step out of the Box World, known as the Heavenly Emperor in the outside world, becoming the Cosmic Dominator; can Great Qian do that?"

"Every day you strut around flaunting your seniority, but what use is seniority? Strength is everything!"

The cultivators from Great Yu jeered one after another; even though Guan Shanhai was at his zenith within the Great Yu Dynasty, he was ultimately the second-ranking figure. The pillar of their spirit was, without a doubt, Wu Yao.

Among those venerable elders from the late Tribulation Stage guarding the entrance to the Cultivation World, there was a friend of Grandmaster Child, who contacted Grandmaster Child through a quantum communicator, allowing Grandmaster Child to see Lu Yang and Wu Yao’s valiant fighting. Grandmaster Child adjusted the screen’s angle slightly so that the prisoners could also see.

The prisoners from Great Yu looked forward with longing and finally saw Wu Yao arrive.

Even the insightful Wu Yao couldn’t understand the current situation; those jeering ones appeared to be loyal cultivators of Great Yu while the cultivators of Great Qian stood opposite them, with the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord and The Controller also there?

Wu Yao’s mind was a chaotic mess, unable to fathom the situation—weren’t there three immortals here aside from him?

Does this mean he was not the first one to be caught and brought here? Were Guan Shanhai and the others captured as well?

Thinking about it, it made sense; even though it was rare for immortals to decide a victory or to capture one alive, Yun Zhi with her magnificent power from the fault, had the capability to catch Guan Shanhai and the others.

Thinking so far, Wu Yao somewhat understood the origin of Captive Peak, he cleared his throat, taking charge of the order.

"Quiet down, everyone. Now that you have become prisoners, it is time to unite together, there’s no need to waste energy fighting amongst ourselves."

"In my opinion, we can join forces..."

"Join forces my ass!" The Controller exploded with profanity, interrupting Wu Yao, abandoning his usual refined and strategic demeanor. He was irate at the sight of Wu Yao.

He and the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord were hiding just fine inside the Sun, but this damned Wu Yao had to place a seal on it, taking them a hundred thousand years to break free—and they couldn’t even speak of it, for it would be too embarrassing.

Now, finally facing the main adversary here, would they still be men if they did not seek vengeance, would they still have the spirit of cultivators!

Wu Yao frowned, not understanding why The Controller was so hostile toward him: "The Controller, if there’s an issue, we can sit down and have a proper talk..."

Before he could finish, the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord stepped forward with a kick: "Everyone get him!"

Guan Shanhai was waiting for Wu Yao to come in, and so were the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord and The Controller.

Wu Yao, caught off guard, stumbled awkwardly for several steps but barely managed to avoid falling.

"Are you alright?" Guan Shanhai helped steady Wu Yao. Wu Yao was the spiritual pillar of the Great Yu cultivators; he could not fall, for it would affect their morale.

Wu Yao spit on the ground: "Damn it, it’s one thing that I can’t beat Yun Zhi, but I won’t lose to you old geezers either. Guan, don’t step in, I’ll take care of them!"

"Come on!" The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord stood his ground, with palms up, beckoning provocatively.

When the leaders of the two great forces confronted each other, it was nonsensical for the rest not to join. The two dynasties clashed once again, and in no time, dust filled the air at Captive Peak.

"Wan Fa, take three people with you to provide support on the west road!"

"Si Lei and Si Chen, the two of you cut off their escape route!"

Guan Shanhai and The Controller stood at a higher position, commanding the army. In daily life, they bickered constantly, each boasting that their own dynasty was the strongest. Having enacted scenarios on the sand table hundreds of times, with victories and defeats on both sides, neither was willing to concede to the other.

Now, the forces of both sides had finally assembled; it was time to put theories to the test!

Captive Peak was unable to use spiritual essence or immortal power, as the Dao Fruit had been plucked away, and the physical body had been suppressed to a very weak state. Initially, Wu Yao was not quite accustomed to the condition of Captive Peak and quickly fell into a disadvantage upon engaging with the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord, eliciting cheers from the Great Qian Cultivators who were as fierce as wolves and tigers.

Wu Yao, who possessed exceptional comprehension, quickly found his bearings amidst the encouragement from the Great Yu Cultivators. Gradually adapting to the environment of Captive Peak, he steadily turned the situation around. Seeing this, the morale of the Great Yu Cultivators soared, their fierce state not the slightest bit inferior to that of the Great Qian Cultivators!

Wu Yao had now come to terms with the situation; there was no need to be so negative. Why couldn’t the environment of Captive Peak be a form of tempering? Tempering both mind and body, polishing both the internal and external.

Through their exchange, Wu Yao gradually came to understand the Dao Fruit philosophy of the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord.

Mortal martial artists often speak of making friends through the martial arts, communicating through the Martial Dao; it was only natural for cultivators to do the same, let alone Wu Yao, who stood at the pinnacle of cultivators as an Immortal.

The philosophy of Devouring Dao Fruit of the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord carried the grandeur of one who ruled over all, something Wu Yao did not possess. If it were the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord who took over the Candle Sky Civilization, he would make it rule the universe, rather than plundering everywhere.

Wu Yao was a person adept at learning; otherwise, he would not have mastered the Hundred Skills of Cultivation. He was good at learning, capable of recognizing and correcting his mistakes, reflecting upon himself, realizing just how many deficiencies he had.

Having shortcomings isn’t scary; one simply needs to correct them!

But before making those corrections, it was time to take down this old antique!

Wu Yao threw a punch straight at the facade of the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord, who swayed and staggered, stepping out of place to leverage the force.

The Great Qian and Great Yu Cultivators all consciously stayed away from the center of the Immortal Battle to avoid being affected.

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Lu Yang said that he was going into seclusion for a breakthrough, and it was not just an excuse. He gained a lot from his battle with Wu Yao, feeling his realm loosen up, and gaining a deeper understanding of the Trace Origin Dao Fruit Prototype.

The battle was far from being as effortless as it seemed. Wu Yao was a formidable opponent, exerting great pressure on Lu Yang, who intended to use this force to temper himself and achieve a breakthrough.

In fact, he did just that.

Lu Yang assumed the Five Centers Toward Heaven posture, sitting cross-legged like a Buddha statue, immobile, impervious to external distractions that could shake his Dao heart.

One by one, top-grade Spirit Stones were drained, rapidly consumed, turning into empty husks, and soon a small mountain of hollowed top-grade Spirit Stones piled up.

Immortal Fairy yawned, feeling that Little Yang would take a long time to break through this time. She had also expended a lot of energy while cheering and waving the flag during Little Yang’s fight with Wu Yao.

She hugged her pillow drowsily, said goodnight, and fell asleep.

Lu Yang sensed Immortal Fairy’s movements, opened his eyes, said goodnight as well, and continued to seclude himself.

Time passed unknowingly, and Immortal Fairy sensed a change in Little Yang, stretching lazily as she woke up. She noticed a thick layer of dust covering Little Yang, indicating that he had been in seclusion for a long time.

Following that, it was as if time flowed backward around Lu Yang, the dust swirling upwards, returning to its original place. At the same time, a world-shattering aura surged. It was Lu Yang breaking through; now he was multitasking, making a breakthrough in his realm while also being able to stimulate the Trace Origin Dao Fruit Prototype, a sign that his understanding of the Trace Origin Dao Fruit Prototype had deepened.

The Abode shook continuously, washed over by the aura. Had it not been for the Array Method that had been set up in advance, it would have been shattered by now.

Eventually, the world-shattering aura faded, and Lu Yang slowly exhaled and inhaled, his demeanor faintly bearing traces of the Immortal Dao.

After an indeterminable amount of time, Lu Yang opened his eyes and stood up, to the applause of Immortal Fairy.

"Congratulations, congratulations, you’ve reached the Late Tribulation Stage, Little Yang is truly impressive."