Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 333 - 212 Killing Demons_2

Chapter 333: Chapter 212 Killing Demons_2

And if he could kill the three of them in a short time, it was possible for him to rival Qingcang and fight against the Twelve Demon Ancestors.

"Besides, he has a genuine Immortal Sword in his hand."

"Shut up, is your place to interrupt when I am acting?"

The two devils started arguing.

The Fox Fairy glanced at the big fool and suddenly felt that he might also be a potential ally, or at least a rebel.

Who wanted to be subordinate to others? They were all immortals, yet only they were restrained. If Qingcang had not been so extreme, valuing the Human Race too much, perhaps she would not have ended up in this situation.

Now, the Fox Fairy wanted to protect Gu Wen. After Qingcang’s death, perhaps he could grow to contest with Jianmu. That was why she had volunteered to fight immediately.

If she was too late, once Gu Wen was injured or captured, it might be too late to turn things around.

Whispers of Divine Thought came from the void, Wu Kong’s thoughts entering her ears, saying, ’Just delay him for a moment, I will teleport him away. This Tiger Ancestor is not quite right, he may take advantage of the situation.’

The Fox Fairy asked, ’Why has he come out at this time?’

’Who knows? Perhaps he has made a breakthrough and thinks he is invincible in the world, so he rushed out in high spirits.’

Wu Kong conveyed his thoughts with resignation; at the moment Gu Wen caused an uproar, he had already tried to transmit his thoughts to him.

But that boy was deaf to all advice. It’s good for a young man to be spirited, but could the contest for a Saint’s position be taken as a child’s play?

Many immortals were involved in this matter that spanned over hundreds of thousands of years, and after enduring so long, Jianmu was finally close to becoming a Saint. Qingcang’s appearance was an anomaly.

Could he also replicate Qingcang’s ability, challenging the Twelve Demon Ancestors as an immortal just as Jianmu was about to become a saint eight hundred years later? This obviously seemed impossible, not to mention whether it could be done, Jianmu itself became wary because of Qingcang.

He...

Wu Kong and the Fox Fairy’s complex Divine Thoughts were severed by a streak of sword light.

Gu Wen slowly stood up from atop the Dragon Head and drew the Immortal Sword with ease. The blade’s friction against the scabbard resounded across the skyline with a sonorous clang.

The Tiger Ancestor was the nearest; he was still arguing with the Gold-Winged Roc, who, noticing Gu Wen’s movement, suddenly shouted, "Dodge quickly!"

The Tiger Ancestor turned around as if he was slow to respond, but in fact, he had been aware of Gu Wen’s actions all along and deliberately planned to let Gu Wen strike him first.

This way, he could free himself, as the remaining eleven Demon Ancestors were not short of one.

Before his thoughts completed, the sword light decapitated the Tiger Ancestor. His sight drifted in midair; the trajectory, uncontrolled, made his view invert, and the form of the Gold-Winged Roc appeared upside down, as heaven and earth seemed to swap places.

No, it was I who was inverted.

His thoughts were extinguished by the sword light. Gu Wen’s figure flashed past the decapitated body of the Tiger Ancestor, he stood with his sword in the void, glancing back with his body turned to the side, his aura locked on the Gold-Winged Roc.

A chill rushed to his forehead; he seemed to see the Cloth Daoist faintly.

Three thousand years ago, the Daoist entered the Jianmu Devil Sea alone, turning heaven and earth upside down.

Gu Wen ran his fingers across the Immortal Sword, wiping off the blood, then took a silent step forward; barely two breaths had passed since he slew the Tiger Ancestor. The gaze cast upon him by others might have just returned to their bodies, or perhaps their thoughts were still in disarray.

He came before the Gold-Winged Roc, lifted his sword, and slashed down.

Faced with danger, the Gold-Winged Roc instinctively spread its wings to strike back and retreated, but in the next moment, its right wing was severed.

The piercing cries spread as the Gold-Winged Roc’s enormous body, a thousand zhang in wingspan, slowly plummeted. In midair, it fluttered its body, countless golden feathers shed to become incarnations, thousands of avatars scattering to flee.

Gu Wen vanished, his sword light piercing through the first Roc. The sword light didn’t pause for a moment and instantly perforated hundreds of Rocs, whose bodies with at least a hundred meters of wingspan exploded.

The sword light danced in midair, without any predictable trajectory, filling all the space within sight with streaks of sword light. At the speed of a hundred Rocs per breath, burst after burst of golden blossoms erupted.

Eventually, he held a palm-sized canary in his hand.

At that moment, the golden light from the first Roc that was pierced began to slowly drift downward.

Gu Wen pinched the canary dead with a detached look in his eyes. The golden light, like fireworks, gently fell. Strands of golden light settled on the ground, and great balls of fire rose up, swallowing the land.

He took another step forward. The Fox Fairy deployed her Illusion Technique defensively, but only glimpsed the sun and moon shining together upon contacting Gu Wen’s Divine Soul.

The Taiyin Skill, Sun Skill, Yin and Yang give rise to all things.

Had he mastered this too?

In less than half a breath, he was already at her chest. Now the Fox Fairy had only two choices: either exhaust all her power to use her Innate Divine Ability to pull Gu Wen into an illusion, or reveal her identity and the cause and effect of her actions earlier.

The former was clearly impossible unless her true body was here to potentially contest him in Immortal Land.

This land where every creature under heaven turns ordinary, only the talented rise.

It was a norm for beings of great power, who had lived for thousands of years, to be killed by youngsters barely a century old. That’s why many great powers were reluctant to enter here.

But it was different for a Demi Immortal; those who reached this status were the most exceptional in their era, often with one not emerging in a thousand years, and three hard to find in ten thousand years.

Even more so for Immortals.

Pfft!

The Immortal Sword passed through the Fox Fairy’s half-exposed chest, the tip protruding from her back. Her eyes were filled with astonishment.

Killing an ally too?

Gu Wen’s gaze passed over the fox woman, or perhaps he had only glanced at her once in the beginning, then he lifted his eyes towards the direction of Jianmu.

The Devil Cloud was dense, and nine Devil Clan figures revealed themselves, like mountains standing before him.

He withdrew his sword and shook off the Fox Fairy. His eyes swept down half-closed as he wiped away the blood, his voice spreading calmly for miles.

"If you don’t take advantage of our fewer numbers, I will take advantage of yours."

The Fox Fairy’s body slowly fell, the sword wound on her chest spreading outwards like a spiderweb. Her body cracking inch by inch.