With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World

"Five Elements Sword Array, rise."

A myriad of sword intents, carried by the five-colored flowing light, broke through the deity’s true form.

"Bind the Immortal."

Huge rings emerged in mid-air out of nowhere.

Golden chains shot out fiercely from them, piercing into the deity’s true form.

Chengyang True God let out a muffled groan.

The true form, forged by incense, was damaged.

Revealing the ugly skin beneath the bright and shiny exterior.

Jiang Ming paid it no heed, his figure flickering, appearing right before Chengyang True God.

He grabbed Chengyang True God by the throat.

"Who are you really!!"

"I, the god, have no grievances with you."

True Essence sealed the divine being’s throat, rendering him unable to speak, even as a deity.

Golden skin peeled off piece by piece from him.

Revealing the twisted, black-haired, and sinewy skin beneath.

Threads of ominous black aura surged from under his skin.

Within the Divine Capital, eleven more flashes of golden light appeared.

Soon, more than ten figures at the Divine Storage level hesitantly soared into the sky.

"Regardless of any grievances between Chengyang True God and you."

"You must not harm him within this Divine Capital!"

A low voice echoed from all directions.

Jiang Ming exuded a threatening aura.

Completely overpowering any one of the true gods.

"Chengyang devoured my kin, consumed my family, must I not act?"

"Hahaha, today, who dares to stop me!"

A longsword appeared by Jiang Ming’s side.

Sword intent surged from his body, piercing the sky.

"Divine Storage Peak!"

The true gods exchanged glances, their eyes filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Each of the great families of the Divine Capital dispatched powerful figures to observe this turmoil.

However, in the Celestial Crane Tower of the Imperial Palace Leopard Room.

Many disciples of the Zhaoo Family stared incredulously at Jiang Ming, who sat calmly sipping tea on a wooden chair.

And at the deity on the ground, bound and poked by a monkey.

They looked again at the distant sky.

Where Chengyang True God and Jiang Ming were clearly still confronting each other.

A time when the winds of the Divine Capital were at their most volatile.

A middle-aged man of the Zhaoo Family no longer cared to hide his disbelief, stepping forward with incredulity in his eyes.

"It’s just an Illusion Array."

"Were it an ordinary illusion, I wouldn’t be able to deceive the entire Divine Capital."

Jiang Ming smiled calmly.

"Master, Master, I want to learn this."

Sunx Wudao dashed to Jiang Ming’s side, grinningly speaking.

Jiang Ming helplessly patted Sunx Wudao’s head.

"This is not for you to learn; I will naturally teach you what you should learn."

With the Character Cards of Xiang Wuji and Zhong Heng, both of Immortal level, Jiang Ming had paths available in all cultivation directions.

Even in areas these two were not proficient in, they had basic cultivation techniques recorded.

Illusion is a specialty of theirs.

Though Jiang Ming used a shortcut, employing an Illusion Array, within which was a core power of the Celestial Derivation Array Disc, how could those below the Divine Storage level perceive it?

Even the Phoenix Ancestor, without descending in true form, would sense very little.

Yet Jiang Ming was no longer too fearful of the Phoenix Ancestor; whether the Phoenix Ancestor refrained from acting out of caution, or if he did, Jiang Ming had plenty of hidden cards in hand.

Jiang Ming lifted his head slightly to look.

In the sky.

The parties conversed, their auras clashing unceasingly.

Jiang Ming, a lone loose cultivator, established a persona of someone forced to the capital to slay a deity after his kin were devoured by one.

The cultivation level of Divine Storage Peak would make any true god cautious to act rashly.

Jiang Ming’s motives were clear, simply a personal vendetta with Chengyang True God, these true gods naturally reluctant to risk their lives for Chengyang True God.

Ultimately, all the true gods were only in alliance with Chengyang; if their interests weren’t infringed upon, what did a death matter?

Currently, Jiang Ming presented himself as a top-tier cultivator without background, prompting everyone to want to recruit him.

Not even bothering about Jiang Ming’s origins.

"So, my terms..."

The middle-aged man of the Zhaoo Family took a deep breath, bowing deeply to Jiang Ming.

"Thank you, sir, for your intervention."

"On behalf of my Zhaoo Family, I agree to your terms, sir."

"Good."

Jiang Ming nodded and waved his hand.

Peach Tiger stepped out from behind him, saying, "The Pavilion Master will continue cultivating. If there’s no other business, please leave first."

The members of the Zhaoo Family all bowed to Jiang Ming. Several disciples who had spoken out before were even pale-faced and trembling.

After everyone left.

"Pavilion Master, about this deity."

"Just a deity, throw it into the Artifact Spirit Furnace as material; it can be used for some time."

In Chengyang True God’s eyes were sheer terror.

Having risen from a small spirit monster to one of the Twelve National Guardian Gods of Great Lii, enduring countless trials, and consuming numerous beings.

Under his command, he witnessed much fear, wails of pain and unwillingness.

Never did he imagine such emotions would one day occur in himself.

If he could, Chengyang True God wished to awaken other true gods.

Quickly unite to annihilate this demon!

He was not at the displayed True God level, but possessed the power to easily slay true gods!

Unfortunately, the ropes binding him sealed his every action.

The once lofty Supreme True God could only writhe on the ground like a worm.

"Fine, let me do it then."

Jiang Ming grabbed Chengyang True God and threw him into the modified Celestial Rainbow Artifact Spirit Furnace, where all thrown-in beings would become fuel for the artifact spirit.

Though in the Jiuzhou Cultivation Realm, the Acquired Artifact Spirit Technique had been improved and no longer needed powerful cultivators as materials, in the current environment of Great Lii.