When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!

Chapter 205: The Majestic Might of Heaven—The Descent of a Roving Immortal

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dark thunderclouds loomed over the Taixuan Sect, casting an oppressive sky as if an apocalyptic storm was about to descend.

The sudden change in the heavens alarmed the disciples still busy within the Third Medicine Valley—they hurriedly sped up their tasks.

Gu An descended from the pavilion, his divine sense keenly detecting that Xuantian Yi had already stepped half a foot into the Roving Immortal Realm.

This realization piqued Gu An’s interest in the Sealed Demon’s prison—what exactly lay beneath that could allow the Sealed Demon to break through all at once?

There had to be a mystery hidden in the depths.

Surely, the Sealed Demon didn’t also possess lifespan cultivation abilities like him, right?

Gu An’s thoughts wandered as he prepared to act.

Above the battlefield, heavenly might was condensing—a sign that Xuantian Yi was about to face his tribulation.

"Is a rogue immortal’s tribulation always this vast?"

Gu An silently pondered as he gazed at the churning thunderclouds.

This gave him a clearer understanding of immortal tribulations—Xuantian Yi’s tribulation had enveloped the entire continent. The sheer magnitude of it was beyond reason.

If the transition from rogue immortal to roving immortal was already this terrifying, then what about the tribulation from roving immortal to Celestial Ascension?

Far away, the aura of one rogue immortal vanished—clearly, another had fallen at Xuantian Yi’s hands.

And where there was a first, there was always a second.

The successive deaths of two rogue immortals made Lin Lu—who was still healing—unable to sit still any longer.

He immediately plunged into the depths to support his allies.

Meanwhile, Gu An focused on the heavenly tribulation.

He could sense the spiritual energy of the five elements being drawn toward the thunderclouds, merging rapidly before surging back down toward the tribulation site.

It was a gathering of heaven’s will—a power that accumulated endlessly.

The third rogue immortal fell.

Having devoured their souls, Xuantian Yi’s aura soared even higher.

Somewhere in the mystic void, Gu An could feel two demonic energies struggling within a single body.

Could Xuantian Yi and the Sealed Demon be fighting for control?

Gu An remained cautious—if Xuantian Yi’s soul was about to lose, he would intervene immediately.

For mortals, the distance from the Taixuan Sect to the Demonic Land was a journey of a lifetime.

For Gu An, it would take only a single step.

Back in the Third Medicine Valley, the gathered disciples discussed the ominous thunderclouds.

Lu Lingjun remained secluded in the pavilion, cultivating in silence. Since her return, she had not stepped outside even once.

Boom! Boom!

Watching the flashes of lightning above, the cultivators of the Taixuan Sect grew anxious.

They could feel the tribulation’s range expanding—they, too, might be caught in its destruction.

Sect Master Liang Canghai acted decisively.

"Retreat immediately!"

Since they were powerless to assist the Seven Star Spirit Realm, they might as well preserve themselves.

After all, their presence here was only due to the Holy Land’s summons. Had they stayed at the Three Dynasties’ border, they could have gathered more forces.

Lü Baitian also led the Taixuan Sect disciples away.

At this moment, Ji Hantian sidled up beside him.

"I just remembered something—didn't Xuantian Yi fall into demonization when he was younger?" Ji Hantian whispered.

Lü Baitian shot him a cold glare, instantly silencing him.

Ji Hantian shrank back but muttered begrudgingly,

"I thought you two were at odds… turns out it was all an act for me?"

Lü Baitian was the Sect Master, while Ji Hantian was the Vice Sect Master—and Ji Hantian had ambitions for leadership.

But Xuantian Yi stood in his way. Many elders supported Xuantian Yi as the next Sect Master, which had naturally soured Ji Hantian’s opinion of him.

Years ago, Lü Baitian had confided in him, expressing dissatisfaction with Xuantian Yi—instantly earning Ji Hantian’s trust.

From then on, their friendship deepened, and Ji Hantian worked tirelessly whenever Lü Baitian avoided his responsibilities.

After all, Lü Baitian had promised—if he stepped down, Ji Hantian would take his place.

But in truth, it had always been a struggle for power.

Outside, they were polite fellow disciples—but within, it was a game of strategy and deception.

"Nonsense! Is this the time to discuss such matters?" Lü Baitian scolded, shutting Ji Hantian down.

Boom!

A deafening explosion erupted behind them—Lü Baitian and Ji Hantian instinctively turned their heads.

But the distance was too great—they couldn’t see what had happened.

Still, the terrifying demonic aura radiating from the battlefield made their blood run cold.

Then—

"Look at the sky!"

A disciple’s shout drew everyone’s attention upward.

They froze in shock.

Within the thunderclouds, a golden radiance emerged—reflecting the battlefield below.

Countless figures clashed like divine lightning, moving faster than the eye could follow.

Each magnificent technique and mystical art shook the heavens, engraving the battle into every cultivator’s soul.

Sect members slowed their retreat, their eyes fixed on the celestial spectacle above.

An Hao, Li Ya, and Zhang Bukui also paused to watch.

Zhang Bukui’s eyes burned with longing—could he ever reach such heights?

Meanwhile, An Hao’s heart was filled with concern.

He still believed there was hope for Xuantian Yi to break free.

As all cultivators watched, every time Xuantian Yi stopped to devour a soul, the sky projection zoomed in, displaying the grisly process in vivid detail.

His face was split into two expressions—his left side cruel and ruthless, while his right side winced in pain.

It was horrifying.

One by one, the rogue immortals perished.

Until only Lin Lu remained.

As the last of his allies fell, despair overtook him.

He turned to flee—but Xuantian Yi caught him.

"You… can't…!" Lin Lu trembled, his soul unable to escape, his body paralyzed.

Before he could say more, he collapsed lifelessly.

Xuantian Yi devoured his soul.

Then—he soared into the sky, sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

Beneath him, dust storms billowed like dragons, swallowing the world in a sea of turbulence.

The illusion in the sky expanded, covering the entire continent.

Every living being—human or demon—stared at it in horror.

For the first time, the name "Xuantian Yi" was seared into the hearts of all under heaven.

"Xuantian Yi! Have you forgotten your righteous path?"

A furious voice roared.

Ji Xuanling emerged from the storm of dust, his face twisted in anger.

Xuantian Yi’s right eye twitched—his expression conflicted.

But then—his left eye opened.

His gaze locked onto Ji Xuanling, filled with murderous intent.

A divine voice boomed across the world:

"The Innate Five Elements Divine Thunder Tribulation! How dare you, foul beast, attempt to withstand one of the Ten Great Tribulations of the Ages?"

The heavens split apart—and a blazing divine figure descended, its presence crushing Xuantian Yi into the ground.

For the first time, terror flashed across Xuantian Yi’s face.