Immortal?
A true immortal?
An expert whose strength was no weaker than a Heavenly Immortal, lying in ambush to launch a sneak attack on a group of ants below the immortal level...
Where were the rules?
What about the restrictions set by the Heavenly Dao?
Why...
Weren't they afraid of provoking a war among mortals?
A wisp of True Person Baoyan's remnant soul floated hopelessly through the void.
His consciousness was rapidly fading. At this moment, only his upper body and head could still maintain thought, while his primordial spirit was riddled with holes. It was a devastating injury caused by being grazed by a strand of immortal light unleashed by an immortal.
In the distance, Wang Jixuan stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on a flying sword as he slowly drifted before True Person Baoyan's broken body.
"You... you..."
True Person Baoyan said in a trembling voice:
"You broke the rules... Wang Zheng..."
"The Heavenly Dao is directly hunting down a minor cultivator like me, and you're still talking about rules?"
Daoist Wang's expression was neither sorrowful nor joyful.
He truly did not feel much.
A Heavenly Immortal Realm expert had launched a sneak attack. The battle had been completely one-sided. True Person Baoyan had brought so many people, yet they had not even lasted a single exchange.
That was the cruelty of the Cultivation World.
Those who had not become immortals were all ants.
Even after becoming an immortal, one still had to lower one's head and conduct oneself carefully, pursuing higher Dao Realms step by step in order to live with one's head held high.
So what was the point of walking the path of cultivation?
Daoist Wang sighed inwardly. He lowered his head to gaze at True Person Baoyan, said nothing more, and took