Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 271 - 183: Offense and Defense Transformation, Massacre of the Demon Horde_2

Chapter 271: Chapter 183: Offense and Defense Transformation, Massacre of the Demon Horde_2

At the same time, his left hand suddenly pressed downward, the Qing python’s gaping mouth snapped shut, and its massive head hammered into the ground, causing the earth to once again crack and break into smaller stones.

Tushan Yun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her already languid aura due to the five declines of Heavenly People had weakened to the extreme.

Feeling her life slipping away, overwhelming fear made her lose all composure. She pleaded, "Spare me, spare me, I will do anything! I have a past with a Human Clan Venerable. If you kill me, you will create karma! If you let me go, it will be an act of good fortune."

In the face of life and death, there is great terror; even a Demi Immortal couldn’t escape it, let alone a Demon Saint like her.

Gu Wen remained silent, again gathering the residual form of the Immortal Sword and swung it without hesitation.

As for who the Venerable was she mentioned, the good fortune—it wasn’t important. The only important thing was turning enemies into dead.

Gu Wen had grown tired of calculations. He had carefully tread until this day, yet in the end, it was all trumped by the whims of a Demi Immortal.

Cultivation—only when reaching the pinnacle of cultivation did it truly matter.

A head flew into the air, blood scattered in its trajectory like the stroke of a brush, and before hitting the ground, it had already turned into a large fox head.

He caught it and examined it in his hand. The fur was old and somewhat bald.

"You’re not as good as that previous fox demon. You won’t make a fine-looking hat."

Gu Wen thus remarked, casually tossing it aside like trash, and looked down at the Ba Snake firmly pinned under his foot, unable to move.

The power provided by the Golden Light Spell alone was not enough to kill the opponent. It was likely that a drawn-out battle would ensue if Chi Yu Zi were to confront it, wearing down this Demon Saint’s incarnation through attrition.

The eyes of the Ba Snake Demon Saint were cold; not being in his true form, he managed to show quite some dignity.

He raised his head slightly and spoke in a human tongue, "There is a saying among the Human Race: leave a line, and you will meet a better day. As a Demon Saint with some face in the outside world, and you—only distinguished in the Immortal Land..."

Boom!

Gu Wen exerted a slight force on his step, grinding the Qing python into the ground once more, and coldly said, "Did I allow you to raise your head?"

"..." The Qing python fell silent for a while, holding back its anger, and said, "I, as a Demon Saint..."

Boom!

The Qing python’s head was thoroughly buried into the ground, its eyes no longer able to see the golden man.

"You dare compare yourself as a Venerable to me?"

Over half of the Immortal Sword in Gu Wen’s hand had coalesced, and yet, despite this, the Ba Snake Demon Saint showed no signs of turning hostile. Its voice emerged from beneath the earth, "I have a plant of thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine taken from the Immortal Land; spare this incarnation of mine, and I can give you the medicine."

At that moment, Jun Yan’s voice resounded in his ear.

’Red Dust, this is not an ordinary incarnation, but a fake body of the Ba Snake Demon Saint. You can think of it as an arm or a leg, usually condensed from Dao Foundation. As I see it, its strength should be at the Eighth Level Dao Foundation and the Seventh Level fulfilled. If this fake body dies, he will lose two levels of Dao Foundation on the spot, no longer possessing the power of a Demon Saint.’

’Maybe you can...’

Before the words had finished, the Immortal Sword in Gu Wen’s hand was fully formed, and with one thrust, it pierced into the Qing python’s head, the sword light instantly mixing the Divine Soul and brain matter into one.

The fake body of the Ba Snake Demon Saint perished.

Jun Yan had anticipated this and spread his hands in a somewhat helpless gesture.

Gu Wen’s authority had been established; even if he was not sociable, he knew not to be too rebellious, especially now as he already possessed the Fifth Level of Dao Foundation. With his talent, he would quickly reach the Sixth Level of Dao Foundation.

In this manner, he would soon surpass his own level.

Gu Wen surveyed the Cave Heaven; most of the demon kinds had already fled, with only the Jianmu incarnation still being suppressed by the great Buddha.

He ordered, "Brother Xiao, Jun Yan, go out and clean up those lesser demons, and remember to bring back their Demon Cores."

The two did not speak much, exchanged a glance, and transformed into streaks of light as they flew out.

Vine Demon Qing Rui was protected by elliptically shaped vines. She stood within, her face expressionless, her eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if a lifeless object.

"Red Dust, you too are a calamity."

"What calamity?"

Gu Wen struck the vines with his sword, penetrating three inches deep; they were extremely hard, but with a few more cuts, they ought to be broken.

This is the difference between defense and attack, a strong defense can save lives and is often more relaxed. Every time Gu Wen advanced beyond his rank, it was like walking a tightrope; his sword could slay enemies of a higher rank, but his body lacked matching defenses.

Injuries were common, and over time they would lead to internal damage, which later in life would shorten his lifespan.

Most cultivators are like this, dying of injuries and sickness in their later years.

"Human calamity," Qing Rui murmured, "Thirty thousand years ago, the Human Race lived in Grotto Heavens, as did all beings, with Jianmu as the mother of all creatures. Later you left, arranging the Earth Veins and combing the Spirit Veins on the desolate land, cultivating Spirit Fields."

"Now countless creatures breed on the lands tilled by you, causing Jianmu’s status to fall, no longer singular in heaven and earth."

Clang!

Another sword strike came, shattering several vines.

Gu Wen sneered, "I thought you were going to accuse my Human Race of destroying nature. Qingcang Master once said our race is not inherently warlike. We eat grain, we farm; is there a fault in leaving Jianmu Cave Heaven to till the fields?"

He had expected the other to come up with some grand principles, but it turned out to be just a struggle over interests.

The rise of the people in this world was not founded on any sin. They cultivated the world’s Spirit Energy to establish Spiritual Mountains and Spirit Veins, tilled the wastelands to plant grains and Spiritual Medicine, reproduced, and passed down their cultivation practices.

Growing stronger gradually, they never once preyed on weaker races to plunder.

Because there was no need, the Human Race prospered through farming, with most simply wishing to till the fields.

If evil is relative, the wrongdoings of the Human Race were not half of those of other races.

Once, Gu Wen thought he was a ’Human Supremacist’, but the deeper he delved into the history of the Cultivation World, the more he realized he was still too conservative.

Qing Rui said, "This is the sin, the Spiritual Mountains and Spirit Veins you open up absorb the world’s Spiritual Energy, causing Jianmu to wither as you expand."

The third sword fell, splitting the vines, and a golden person grabbed Qing Rui out, holding her in a palm.

Gu Wen’s final question was, "Is the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth supposed to belong to Jianmu?"

Qing Rui answered, "Survival of the fittest, Jianmu’s roots delve tens of thousands of feet into the earth, naturally obtaining the Spiritual Energy first."

At that moment, not just Gu Wen, but also the listening Jade Sword Buddha, Chan Xi, and Ao Tang were rendered speechless.

They all grew up within the Human Race, absorbing the human morals and virtues. Perhaps not everyone abided by them, yet they were the fundamental structure of thought, like the foundation of a house.

Just now you claimed that the Human Race’s Spirit Veins would cause Jianmu to wither, yet on the other hand, you speak of survival of the fittest.

So thirty thousand years ago, was it because of Jianmu that the lands were barren? Now that the Human Race is further developing the land, is it not survival of the fittest?

The double standards have reached an extreme, much like when the Devil Clan invaded the Human Clan’s Earth Realm, slaughtering for over seven hundred years. Later, when Qingcang Immortal emerged, pushing back and exacting a blood debt to bring down the Grotto Heavens, now these devils cry for revenge, turning the blame on the Human Race.

As if they were the victims, and the Human Race the aggressors.

Gu Wen genuinely lamented, "You really are a bunch of beasts."

No different from the Ansa of the previous world, utterly a gang of bandits and robbers.

The Human Race farms causing Jianmu to wither?

The Immortal Sword flashed past, Qing Rui’s head fell to the ground, turning into a segment of twig and leaves.

Gu Wen did not consider it over; the hunt had just begun. Aside from farming, hunting was also an important tradition of the Human Race.

With the Slash of Dawn extending six zhang, he stepped out of the Grotto Heaven like a giant born into the world, chasing after the sun like Kuafu.

Among the mountains, wails emerged one after another, as behemoths fell, and young geniuses of the Devil Clan ran for their lives with all their might, but they had delved too deep into Nanshui.

The location of the Ninth Cave Heaven was nearly adjacent to Lin Chuan, and to leave they had to travel a thousand miles, yet escaping through flight in the Immortal Land was particularly difficult.

This thousand-mile journey was more challenging than a hundred thousand miles in the outer sky.

At this time, the ancestors of the Devil Clan either joined the battlefield beyond the skies or fought for the Immortality Pill. No matter how they pleaded for help, no one would come to their aid, even if there were great powers yet to join the battle, seeing Gu Wen in his current state, they wouldn’t come to their deaths.

Now Gu Wen was about to become a great force, unstoppable by anyone other than Heavenly Venerate Demon Saints.

Gu Wen, riding on the dragon horse transformed by Ao Tang, killed wildly with murderous intent in his eyes, galloping alone for thousands of miles.

In the end, he was thoroughly bloodthirsty, not even bothering to extract Demon Cores, intent on annihilating the younger generation of the Devil Clan, ensuring their line was broken for a thousand years!