A Cultivation Washout, Yet a Martial Arts God in the Cultivation World

[A Mortal's Cultivation fanfic!] [The following is the actual synopsis!] "Mere martial arts for mortals..." A deep growl rang out across the sky. A colossal golden dragon appeared, soaring through the air. "Wait, are you sure you're using mortal martial arts?" The cultivator who had been sitting back with everything under control began to wonder if he had fallen into some kind of hallucination. "It's fake! This must be some kind of illusion!" But the golden dragon paid him no heed and hurtled straight down. In an instant, a million li in every direction was reduced to ashes.