Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 335 - 213: Overcoming Twelve Demons, Seizing the Immortality Pill

Chapter 335: Chapter 213: Overcoming Twelve Demons, Seizing the Immortality Pill

Boom!

From the starting point, the nine-meter golden man’s brilliant body was stained red with blood as he stepped forward.

Gu Wen was three hundred miles from Jianmu, with his mouth full of tasteless blood and his body drenched in blood that struck no foul odor. His flesh bore the burn marks of a Fire Phoenix, the bloody hole from the ramming of a Kui Niu, and the poison of Xuanwu’s tail.

Yet he felt not the slightest pain.

A sparrow perched on the corpse, locking gazes with the golden man whose face it could not see, then a light chuckle sounded, "Devil Ancestor, seems rather unremarkable. Only the most gifted reside in the Immortal Land, and now it seems my talent surpasses that of all of you."

"Devil Ancestor is but a mediocrity."

From the sparrow’s tiny frame came a deep, booming voice, which spread over a hundred miles, echoing in all directions as though it contained the edicts of heaven.

"Plenty are the Demi Immortals of this world, yet scarce is the number who attain Immortality. The Lord of Jianmu Cave Heaven, however, has used the power of the heavenly land to ascend and become an ancestor. Much like the ancient courts of Hell and the Heavenly Dynasty, such has always been the way of things."

"Chirping and squawking, and who might you be, oh Buddha?"

Gu Wen expelled a breath that became wind, constantly drawing in and regulating the surging Spiritual Energy. Sword in hand, he pointed at the sparrow and declared, "Either we fight, or you flee."

"Just like your master, you are clearly human but utterly out of touch with human emotions, single-minded to a fault."

The sparrow cocked its head ever so slightly, making this assessment of Gu Wen.

Very much alike, remarkably so.

"Back when I clashed swords with Qingcang, I had once proposed she feign defeat and flee. If she couldn’t bear to leave the Human Race, why not seize a few Spirit Veins, mold them into a Grotto Heaven, and escape into the Void with hundreds of thousands of people? Then the Human Race would not be doomed."

"And then she asked me two questions."

The sparrow paused as if expecting Gu Wen to inquire further. He, needing to regulate his breath and curious about the past, asked, "What questions?"

"How would you deal with the remaining two billion mortals? To that, I answered, naturally, they would be abandoned, burdens in times of great calamity."

The sparrow answered its own question, a hint of incomprehension in its tone.

"The makeshift Grotto Heaven barely spans a hundred miles; a few hundred thousand is the limit. After three generations, it wouldn’t suffice, what then? My answer was, after thirty generations, slay them to maintain an appropriate number."

At that moment, a verdant leaf drifted down slowly, Jianmu urging him to take action.

The sparrow’s body exploded in an instant, it’s ferocious five claws slamming onto the ground, golden scales emitting a resplendent divine authority.

A pair of eyes like the sun and moon looked down upon the golden man, within them myriad species coexisted, clouds connected with the sky, nations and dynasties stood tall.

Within that fragment of gaze rested a thriving Heavenly Dynasty, with different forms of life proliferating, of which the shadows of humans laboring were but a tiny fraction, as if the entire Human Race was but an insignificantly small part of the Heavenly Dynasty.

All creatures groveled beneath the Ancestor Dragon.

In another eye, the entire Heavenly Dynasty was engulfed in flames, the sky transformed into boundless treetops.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon manifested itself before Gu Wen, its breath lighting up the air, and the ground turning into a molten mass.

The moment it revealed its true form, all eyes from every direction were fixed and transfixed.

In Two Realms City, City Lord Wu Kong abruptly stood up, his eyes betraying his amazement.

"Could it really be him?"

Ten thousand years ago, in the era when Wu Kong became an Immortal, aside from a few Cave Heaven Blessed Lands, only Jianmu supported life; the rest of the land was desolate.

And so, even earlier, the vast majority of beings had already gathered within Jianmu. Ultimately, an unprecedentedly mighty being emerged, ruling all directions, creating a Heavenly Dynasty where myriad species coexisted.

That being was known as the Ancestor Dragon.

The title "Ancestor" originated from there, a legacy carried on by those born of that great tree.

The world had long forgotten about the existence of the Heavenly Dynasty, much like the Underworld and the Heavenly Court. Time, like a file, slowly erodes everything.

Only Transcenders could evade the ravages of time.

And the disappearance of the Heavenly Dynasty and the Ancestor Dragon happened almost overnight, the outside world completely unaware of any disturbance.

Some suspected that the Ancestor Dragon had touched upon the very essence of Jianmu, and theories abounded.

Gu Wen, unaware of the causes and names, sword in hand, took the initiative in attacking.

Sword light collided with dragon claw, the only time when the Immortal Sword did not gain the upper hand, which showed the Ancestor Dragon’s remark "Devil Ancestor is but a mediocrity" was no empty boast.

Boom!

The Ancestor Dragon spewed golden flames, which lit up the Light Spell to glowing radiance, then were split in twain by a sword light. Both rose into the air, and the battle turned a hundred miles of space into a Sword Domain and a sea of flames.

"Saints achieve nothing, you and I are but pawns; even Qingcang was no exception. With all her might, she severed Jianmu’s path to sainthood, but so what? In tens of thousands of years, Jianmu will still become a Saint. No matter if it’s you and your master, or your Human Race in its endless cycles, you are merely delaying Jianmu’s ascension."

Jianmu was a Semi-Saint, but once it could make its Lord of the Grotto Heaven Immortal, it had already attained the true essence of a Saint, like the two Saints of Heaven and Earth of old.

Qingcang could harm Jianmu, but it cost her life. How many Qingcangs could the Human Race produce?

The same question ten thousand years ago: how many Ancestor Dragons could all the species produce?

The answer was one, and after him, there were no descendants.

Yet the years of Jianmu are boundless.

It can wait for ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, even a million years.

That was what was most terrifying and what drove the Ancestor Dragon to despair, for the weak can never counter-kill a patient strong.

The Ancestor Dragon ceased its motion, allowing the Immortal Sword to slash onto its dragon horn, and coldly said, "You should leave. If you depart now, Jianmu will not act against you, and even if it did, it would be thousands of years in the future."

Before Gu Wen could reply, two Divine Thoughts arrived from beyond the skies. Huayang and Yun Miao’s voices entered his ears, both coincidentally saying, "Gu Wen, go!"

Before their figures arrived, the Magic Treasure came first.

A rolling Eight Diagram, a Jade Ruyi, and a Millet Pearl.