Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 318 - 205: The Taoist Lord Becomes an Immortal_3

Chapter 318: Chapter 205: The Taoist Lord Becomes an Immortal_3

"I refuse to associate with swine, and you are no longer human."

The indifferent and refined voice spread, like an echo preceding Gu Wen’s incense.

The Lord Emperor’s gaunt and sunken eye sockets visibly widened, as did those of everyone else.

Qingcang always had a way with shocking words. Despite being the first Immortal of the Human Race, he was the most human-like, not concealing his contempt for the Lord Emperor.

He then stepped forward to stand beside Gu Wen, his slender jade-like fingers patting Gu Wen’s back, gently pushing him half a step forward.

"In terms of talent, you are not a match for my disciple, and you fall short in virtue too,"

The Emperor’s expression turned slightly grim, his fists clenched as he retorted, "No matter how talented he is, he can’t help you right now, while I have become an Immortal, the only Immortal of the Human Race who will help you!"

The more he spoke, the louder his voice grew, like a child desperate for his parents’ approval.

But the person he most admired was now close to the mortal once seen as an ant by himself, introducing Gu Wen with a tone of pride.

For the first time, he saw Qingcang Immortal radiant with a brilliance he had never shown, even when the Grotto Heaven of the Devil Clan fell to the Human Race. Zhao Sanming, then still a youth considered a prodigy, looked up at the daoist in simple garb standing atop the peak, seeing her as a god.

Now, she had descended into the mortal realm, developed personal emotions and preferences, and reserved all her favor for this mortal.

Having gained a disciple late in life, one who was at death’s door, how could she not feel affection?

Suddenly, a strange change occurred in the heavens and earth, as if a heavy miasma had entered his nostrils, making it hard to breathe.

Looking up at the sky, he didn’t know when a dense Devil Cloud had gathered, with lightning flickers and the silhouettes of twelve devils barely visible.

There were originally no trees surrounding Bianjing, but now, inexplicably, towering hundred-meter trees sprang up, growing at a visible rate.

In just a few breaths, a forest surrounded Bianjing.

The Devil Clan had arrived.

Gu Wen felt the sword talisman in his Qiankun Bag vibrating, as if the Immortal Sword was nearby.

The Lord Emperor paused for a moment, then collected his somewhat frantic emotions and said with a smile, "Qingcang elder, it seems luck is on my side. I will join you in fighting the Devil Clan. We can discuss right and wrong later after the Devil Clan is dealt with, alright?"

This way, he could also look for a chance to slip away. Even if he might face pursuit later, as long as he preserved this power, there would be one more Immortal-level strength when the Human Race faced another great calamity.

Qingcang, however, did not look at him, but asked Gu Wen softly, "Disciple, he is not yet a true Immortal, just like that person at the Golden Core Saint level; they both need much time to stabilize and familiarize themselves with their realm. You are now only three levels behind him, but as you approach the mountain peak, a single step can be a gulf of a hundred thousand miles."

As for the palm on Gu Wen’s back, it emanated a white jade light, infusing strands of strength into his body, allowing him to take the final step to Eighth Level Perfection.

"As your teacher, I can only help you reach the Eighth Level Perfection, but the nine levels that you lack are for you to cross on your own."

"If we have the Immortal Sword it should be possible, the sword talisman has reacted, and the Immortal Sword may be nearby."

Gu Wen looked around, only to see the Devil Clouds filling the sky.

Qingcang looked up, her gaze locking onto a White Jade Vajra Ring, and she smiled, "I will retrieve it for you."

As soon as her words fell, a streak of clear light shot up into the heavens, and with a thunderous roar, the Devil Cloud within a hundred li was cleared, sunlight turning into beams falling into Bianjing.

In the void stood a figure cloaked in pure white like the bright moon, her sleeves fluttering as she surveyed her surroundings. The devils’ silhouettes still lurked within the clouds, none daring to contend with her.