Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 250 - 172: Three Swords Subdue a Group of Monsters_3

Chapter 250: Chapter 172: Three Swords Subdue a Group of Monsters_3

It seemed like whirlpools clashing against each other.

There was no need to mention Baidi Xun; in ancient times, he had crushed the young generation of myriad clans and traversed tens of thousands of years. His body had attained sainthood, his Divine Skills transformed into godly powers, and his Dao heart was flawless; there was virtually no aspect where he was lacking.

The heavenly prodigies would rely on others’ imperfections in various layers, from mana, Golden Core, Divine Skills, to Immortal Skills, and more.

Baidi Xun’s figure slightly ascended ten zhang, with a White Tiger dharma form coiled behind him, looking down at Gu Wen from a superior position.

"Don’t the Human Race value etiquette? Doesn’t anyone introduce themselves to their elders?"

The White Tiger roared; the invisible pressure felt like a mountain bearing down, solidifying and causing the ground beneath to collapse.

Gu Wen, speechless, swiped his Immortal Sword, emitting a brilliant light akin to frost in March, as if casually slashing with his sword.

The sword blade cleaved toward the heavens, and a sword light bright as the moon soared into the sky.

The tiger’s might was indeed terrifying; it pressured the soul and even the Dao heart, this was no ordinary Divine Skill.

But this sword drawn from the True Sword Dao was not merely so simple; the remnant shape of the Immortal Sword was like half a sword.

The tiger’s might cracked inch by inch, and transparent fragments fell in the void, as if a glass dome had shattered.

Baidi Xun felt a slight pain in his chest and his expression was stunned, not expecting his Divine Skills to be dispelled in an instant.

Then, he did not get annoyed or scared, but instead, he bared his teeth and smiled, "Good! Very good! Only now can you truly be considered part of the Great Era of Becoming Immortal. It was not in vain that I have been dormant for thirty thousand years; let me see just how capable you actually are!"

Being unrivaled was a kind of maddening solitude, Baidi Xun wondered whether it was just his era filled with mediocrity or if he was too strong. Whenever he heard tales of Transcenders, he could only accept that he lived in an era of mediocrity and could not compete with those Immortals.

In this life, he wanted to tread the path of the unrivaled again; he wanted to once again overpower the heavenly prodigies of myriad clans!

Thus, Baidi Xun would not just be the strongest in an era of mediocrity but reign supreme as an Immortal in the Great Era.

"Roar!!"

He bellowed, but what burst forth was a tiger’s roar.

His form merged with his dharma form, as did his Demon Core with his Divine Soul, perfecting his practiced Divine Skills into the embodiment of his dharma form.

This was the might of the Sixth Level Dao Foundation Perfection. Mediocre ones could only seize the opportunity to congeal a dharma form, while prodigies could completely perfect their own.

"Still unwilling to announce your name? Then I’ll force you to beg for mercy."

A flicker of anger flashed in Baidi Xun’s eyes.

Majestic divine might transformed into a golden Divine Mountain pressing down, covering a radius of ten li. Some nearby talents from the Devil Clan were so frightened that they wet themselves on the spot, frozen under the tiger’s might.

Finally, Chi Yu Zi could no longer hold back, turning into a golden figure that shot forth like a meteor.

Baidi Xun was very strong, radiating a flawless aura.

Above Perfection, there are no other realms, but the perfection of each realm differs. For instance, Chi Yu Zi’s perfection in Golden Core was stronger than others, and Jun Yan was stronger than her in Divine Soul.

The gap between them could only be described as flawless.

They had reached their zenith, like flawless pieces of jade. Baidi Xun’s flawlessness manifested in two places, one in his eyes and one in his Divine Thought.

He was two levels higher in Dao foundation than Gu Wen, leaving even Chi Yu Zi uncertain.

Clang!

Sword light shattered the Divine Mountain, the solid, glass-like sword light instantly pierced through the thousand-zhang body of the White Tiger’s dharma form, revealing the true body of the White Tiger, its eyes filled with disbelief.

From afar, Ao Heng had already stood up, feeling a premonition.

Baidi Xun wouldn’t be killed, would he?

The Immortal Sword aimed directly at the brow, at the critical moment, his eyes shone brilliantly, reflecting billions of scriptures, as if a corner of an ancient scripture was being unveiled. Space shifted, and for the first time, Baidi Xun touched the Immortal Sword and effectively blocked it.

Pfft!

The Immortal Sword plunged into his shoulder, splattering Divine Blood, each drop capable of splitting rocks and cutting wood. Now, it erupted to prevent the sword from penetrating deeper.

Gu Wen majestically landed in the breach of the enemy’s dharma form, both hands covered in golden light, forcefully holding open the soon-to-close rift of the White Tiger’s dharma form.

Then, stepping on the hilt of the Immortal Sword, he drove it further in, spattering Divine Blood, cutting through what was probably Gu Wen’s umpteenth piece of clothing.

One inch, two inches, three inches... three feet!

The Immortal Sword plunged into the lungs, harming the internal organs.

He spread his arms as if welcoming the opponent, in reality, keeping the White Tiger’s dharma form open, his voice indifferent:

"Welcome to the era I live in, the sleeping talent of the White Tiger clan."