Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 235 - 165: Sword Slaughters the Devil Clan’s Top Arrogant Talent!_2

Chapter 235: Chapter 165: Sword Slaughters the Devil Clan’s Top Arrogant Talent!_2

Members of the Devil Clan mostly eat mortals—what does that have to do with us cultivators? Excessive opposition will only impact the cheap Spiritual Medicine they procure from the Devil Clan.

His brows relaxed, suppressing the surging anger in his heart, and he said to Gu Wen in what Ao Heng thought was a polite manner:

"Fellow Daoist, I can understand that your cultivation is not profound. When you reach my level, you will understand that there’s more to this world than the petty distinctions between humans and devils, and that a greater universe awaits us both."

A generation of the Human Race spans a hundred years, and the younger ones are most susceptible to Qingcang’s influence. After years of settling, he should realize that the higher one climbs, the more convergent the paths of all races become.

Whether one is human or demon isn’t important, what’s important is how one ascends to immortality, or even transcends the Three Realms."

"Haha, when I reach your level?"

Clang!

A flash of sword light sparked, Gu Wen’s eyes gleamed brilliantly, and from behind him the sheath of the Immortal Sword appeared once more, its blade like ice and snow—before the sword even emerged, the air grew cold.

Once the Immortal Sword was ready, there was no need for pleasantries—it was time to cut when cutting was due, and to scold when scolding was called for.

Gu Wen tilted his head slightly, speaking with a mix of contempt and matter-of-factness: "Dragon, you should be kneeling if you’re at my level."

Silence!

The world became silent, all around were stunned.

Gu Wen’s character had already been somewhat grasped by the various parties, he was arrogant, and he had the talent to back it up. But no one expected that confronted with Ao Heng, an existence far more arrogant and many times stronger than Gu Wen, he could still maintain his arrogance.

’If you’re at my level, you should be kneeling.’

Was this the remark to the first pride of the Devil Clan?

"Good! Very good, I’m eager to see what you’re capable of."

Ao Heng could no longer suppress his fury, bursting into a rageful laughter. His form morphed into a hundred-zhang-long Azure Dragon, his aura restraining to the same level as Gu Wen.

The dragon looked down upon Gu Wen, the two of them comparing like an ant to a mountain.

"Heir of the Immortal Sword, come out from that wretch’s embrace—today, I stand at your level!"

The dragon’s roar shook the heavens. Suddenly, Divine Thoughts from everywhere boiled over, Divine Thoughts from beyond the sky tried to dissuade Ao Heng, but all were invariably ignored.

Jun Yan turned his head and transmitted a message: "Don’t go, it could be a trap to kill you, and even at the same level, your physical body cannot be suppressed. You’re invincible at your level, but so is Ao Heng, and he’s the Devil Clan’s finest."

The Azure Dragon’s defense and mana were still in place, undoubtedly a huge advantage.

"If I’m invincibly at my level, but can’t beat a prodigy at the same level, wouldn’t I be falsely invincible?"

Gu Wen retorted, and then stepped forward, the golden figure slightly pulling in its arms, the golden light still enveloping Gu Wen.

"Chi Yu Zi, listen to reason."

"...."

The three-zhang-tall golden figure let go of its arms, the golden light no longer protecting Gu Wen, leaving him exposed to the outside world and to the gaze of all.

In an instant, aggressive gazes poured in, especially from the White Tiger—raw killing intent on full display.

There were many reasons, not only because Gu Wen was the disciple of Qingcang Immortal, the only one who had cultivated the Yuqing Daoji, but also because he was weak.

A Five Four Daoji realm was too low, on average lower than the rest of those present.

All were prodigies; others might not be able to beat him on the same level, but what if they were several levels higher than him?

As for those Gu Wen had previously defeated while surpassing his own level, the prodigies of the Four Symbols saw them as merely less skilled, and they themselves were unmatched geniuses.

"Hahaha, very good! You’ve got guts, I’m liking you more and more," laughed Ao Heng, baring his teeth, a touch of appreciation in his eyes. His dragon form billowed, rising on clouds to the Nine Heavens, immense pressure descending like layers of iron hoops pressing on everyone’s hearts.

Anxiety-ridden dragon chants descended with a thunderous voice.

"Heir of the Immortal Sword, I can’t kill you with the Heavenly Girl present, but I’m curious—how does it feel to move from one woman’s embrace to another?"

"I will be your opponent."

A cold voice rang out.

Suddenly, the situation shifted dramatically, a streak of lightning surged forward, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

First, lightning caught everyone’s eye, followed by thunder that stunned the ears.

A Daoist robe with black and white Tai Chi patterns billowed, the aloof features were like snow-capped white lotuses, eyes gleaming with an inch of thunder and lightning.

Jun Yan and Chi Yu Zi sighed in relief, but the countenances of the Saint Heirs of the Four Symbols were solemn.

The Three Pure Daoist, the sole peak figure in a myriad of years in the true sense.

In the days of Lord Emperor, Yun Miao Venerable, and Huayang Venerable, the three were closely matched, a situation that was normal, with each generation’s peak few capable of competing with each other. However, the special aspect of the Three Pure Daoist was that no one among her contemporaries could match her.

And this was in an era where the young generation of the Human Race flourished, yet the Three Pure Daoist still reached an unparalleled level.

Just the reputation alone was enough to deter many.

The Daoist nun turned her head and nodded to Gu Wen, transmitting: "Junior brother, there’s no need to overdo it, I’ll take care of him."

High above in the sky, the Dragon Head displayed a hint of scorn: "Your skin isn’t much to look at, but you seem to be quite popular with women."

Gu Wen stepped through the air, coming beside the Daoist nun, glancing out of the corner of his eye: "Should I call you senior sister or senior brother?"

The Three Pure Daoist replied, "Since I’m in the body of a woman, senior sister will suffice."

"Then I ask senior sister to step back a bit, lest you get hurt later."

Gu Wen stepped past the Daoist nun, who reached out to grab him, saying, "Don’t be reckless."

Hand halfway outstretched, a white garment suddenly moved, Yu Hua grabbed the Three Pure Daoist’s wrist, also stopping Chi Yu Zi and Jun Yan, forcing them to only watch as Gu Wen strode through the air and away.

"Heavenly Girl?"

The Daoist’s eyes conveyed confusion.

"Let him realize his own limitations."

said Yu Hua indifferently, seemingly taking this opportunity to suppress Gu Wen’s arrogance—to prevent the clan’s prodigies from becoming excessively proud, some elders would invite even stronger prodigies to exert slight pressure.

Indeed, Gu Wen was far too arrogant, always thinking of defeating enemies above his level.