Dao Contention

Wang Xuan stood in the old street. In this city, only he and the Round-faced girl were alive. The other demons and the descendants of Transcendent Immortals all floated in the wind, hanging from the buildings, their eyes wide open and their tongues sticking out, dying in a rather undignified manner.

He didn't go out immediately; there were many more people lying in ambush nearby. Some sat cross-legged on the hilltop, while others stood in the dense forest, all quietly waiting for him to appear.

Clearly, his presence in front of the bonfire in the square, holding the God Slaying Banner to protect himself, revealed his identity.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan, we hit it off immediately. Please come out and have a chat," Qi Liandao gently again.

"Who are you?" Wang Xuan looked at him. Did this person have some strange artifact on him? He had some guesses in his mind. Just now, he actually made the God Slaying Banner move!

"My name Qi Liandao. We are destined to be together and will leave our mark on the history books of the cultivation world." The second son of the Demon Ancestor smiled. His identity was very sensitive, and no one present had a more astonishing background than him.

His father was a figure who stood alongside Zhang Daoling, the ascetic, and the Demon Ancestor. He was the oldest and most powerful figure in the demon race, renowned and respected behind the Great Curtain.

"Oh, it's you. I know, nephew." Wang Xuan nodded, his expression calm, already understanding the situation.

Old Zhang said that he had encountered this person on the spaceship on the way to the Old Earth. At first, this crazy Qi Liandao even wanted to devour Old Zhang alive.

But who was Zhang Daoling? He grabbed him by the neck and made him call him Uncle Zhang on the spot.

Wang Xuan and Old Zhang had a good relationship. Although they didn't address each other as brothers, Wang Xuan felt that they were practically equals when they talked.

So he promoted himself, and looking at this crazy demon prince, he naturally assumed that this was also his nephew.

Nearby, everyone stared in disbelief, then their eyes widened in a strange light, their faces twitched, and their expressions were incredibly bizarre; they were all holding back their emotions.

Qi Liandao almost thought he had misheard and couldn't believe his ears. With such a kind and smiling face, who would dare to disrespect him?

In fact, as the Demon Ancestor's Progeny, he rarely needed to lift a finger. Wherever he went, everyone bowed and paid their respects, showing him the utmost awe.

Damn it, now there's some ungrateful, ignorant Old Earth predator who comes up here and calls him his nephew.

"You're courting death!" Qi Liandao's voice was icy cold. He no longer had any interest in wearing a smile. His eyes were cold, revealing a crazy killing intent and his true nature.

"Aren't you the son of the Demon Ancestor? I just met him not long ago and we signed a rough version of the New Covenant together. I'm on equal footing with your father. Do you have a problem with calling you my nephew?" Wang Xuan asked calmly.

He naturally wouldn't tolerate this Qi Liandao. Regardless of whether he was the Demon Ancestor's son or not, he had already received a warning from Old Zhang that this demon was after him and wanted to seize the God Slaying Banner!

Wang Xuan sneered. This person wanted to take his life and seize his Peerless Exotic Treasure. It was destined to end badly, so he had no time for pleasantries.

Although his level of cultivation is not as high as Qi Liandao's, he should still have integrity. Just because he is a demon prince does not mean he should not be called his nephew.

"Damn it!" Qi Liandao wanted to grab him and snap his Spine Bone. How dare a mere cultivator in the Human World act so recklessly? He would just beat him to death in a moment.

"I'll break every single bone in your body, and I won't leave you with a single one. I'll feed them to the dogs!" Qi Liandao said coldly.

He was not normal to begin with; he was a mad consciousness that had been slashed out of Qi Liandao, and he had cultivated an immortal body with the blood of various celestial demons.

"Where is the White Tiger True Immortal? Go and capture him!" Wang Xuan ordered.

Everyone looked at him strangely. This guy... is he putting on airs? He's really calm, mobilizing troops here. But where did this true immortal come from?

Then people saw a Little White Tiger, about a foot long, hopping and running from behind, and then in a flash of light, it transformed into Round-faced girl.

"It's you, Bai Yu Xian?!" Qi Liandao in surprise. Was it really that white tiger?

The others were also quite shocked. Bai Yu Xian was a famous and powerful confidant of the Demon Lord, known as the White Tiger Heavenly Demon.

Many people's expressions changed, and they looked at Wang Xuan with surprise. Was he really getting close to a group of important figures? Even Bai Yu Xian was by his side!

Wang Xuan was surprised. The Little White Tiger was that powerful? Judging from the group of people, the Round-faced girl didn't seem as silly and cute as she appeared; she seemed to be a tough nut to crack.

"Qi Liandao, you really do have a mental illness." The White Tiger True Immortal spoke, his round face showing disdain, and immediately labeled the second son of the Demon Ancestor.

Wang Xuan was acting strangely. Not long ago, she herself was still immersed in the scriptures left by a severely Mental Illness patient, but now she was actually mocking others for having mental problems.

Clearly, both Qi Liandao and Bai Yu Xian knew each other well. The Demon Ancestor and the Demon Lord were at odds, and the latter was sweeping across the world, intending to take their place.

"Bai Yu Xian, do you want to be my enemy?" Qi Liandao said coldly.

"I can hit you whenever I want, what are you going to do about it?" The Round-faced girl raised her chin and walked out, gesturing for Wang Xuan to keep an eye on things and see her out.

Wang Xuan realized he had underestimated this big cat; it seemed that after leaving the bonfire of this old city, she could really run rampant in this foreign land.

"Qi Liandao, is it? I'll spar with you." Mo Si suddenly spoke, his pure smile revealing an iron will and exceptionally strong confidence.

He actually wanted to fight the Demon Ancestor's own son. Although he was a core figure of the fourth generation among demonic cultivators, he was still a rising star, and there was a huge age difference between the two.

Many people were surprised and astonished. Even Wang Xuan was puzzled as to why this demonic cultivator would help him.

Mo Si looked in this direction, smiled slightly, nodded, and then when he faced Qi Liandao again, an incomparably powerful aura rose up.

He walked in like an unparalleled demon, his oppressive presence suffocating people, causing many extraordinary individuals around him to involuntarily retreat.

No one understood why he needed to fight against Qi Liandao.

Wang Xuan's eyes were deep, and he noticed faint traces. Just now, Mo Si had been staring intently at his brow, observing with his special demonic eyes, trying to see into the deepest part of his soul. There was an inexplicable light in his eyes, and his smile was meaningful.

Others couldn't sense these things, but Wang Xuan's Spiritual Heavenly Eye detected them!

A thought struck him; he sensed something. It seemed that Mo Si had used some kind of Unique Techniques to test something.

Wang Xuan made a connection. This time, he was wearing heavy armor and transformed into an ancient general. He had used the Ancient Method of primordial spirit on the Golden Bamboo Slip to conceal himself, while also drawing on the supreme teachings of demonic cultivators— the Primordial Spirit Coffin Method.

"Could he have misunderstood, thinking that an ancient powerhouse of the demonic cultivation lineage is sleeping within my primordial spirit?"

In fact, Wang Xuan guessed correctly. When the Mo Si set foot in a city in the mortal world, he immediately sensed that there were sages from their lineage sleeping deep within the consciousness of people with naturally strong spiritual power.

The Mo Si believes that the Demon Emperor who disappeared from their lineage back then may have returned to the human world and has been lying dormant ever since.

It wasn't until he saw Wang Xuan dressed as an ancient general at the entrance to this space and sensed the aura of a supreme demonic cultivation technique deep within his primordial spirit that Mo Si immediately began to overthink things.

Now, observing him up close once more, and after determining through the God Slaying Banner that the person was Wang Xuan, he felt even more certain that his guess was true.

When he considered Wang Xuan's various unusual behaviors, such as possessing a special Inner Scenery Realm where he could cultivate in this barren Old Earth and advance very quickly, then everything could be explained.

The Mo Si does not acknowledge the Demon Ancestor, believing that his lineage is the true orthodox one.

Now, he absolutely cannot allow anything to happen to Wang Xuan, and no one can disturb the sage who is dormant deep within Wang Xuan's consciousness.

"You're still wet behind the ears! How dare a mere brat provoke me for the sake of so-called fame?" Qi Liandao's face darkened; he was very displeased.

Mo Si smiled, said nothing, and walked forward alone. Then he made his move, with a deafening boom.

Everyone was horrified. His power was too great. He could go toe-to-toe with the demon ancestor's son and not be at a disadvantage. A pure white palm blocked Qi Liandao's terrifying fist, and he did not budge.

"Kill!"

The two engaged in a fierce battle, moving everyone present. They swept through the mountains with overwhelming force, tearing apart the peaks in front of them. With their movements, the entire mountain range undulated and trembled.

Wang Xuan was alarmed; creatures at the Free and Unfettered Realm were exceptionally powerful and far too dangerous.

He sighed inwardly. He had advanced in his cultivation level, but this time he hadn't shaken down this group of people. It turned out that Old Chen had overthought things. It wasn't because he had broken through his cultivation level that he had shaken the other people's cultivation levels.

"Perhaps I didn't break through in the Land of Nothingness. I can go back there and try again," Wang Xuan pondered.

Then he reached out to the Round-faced girl and asked for it. He was about to leave, and he said that once he got the photo crystal, he should get it and not forget it.

"If you don't give it to me, you can stay here by yourself!"

"Here you go!" The Little White Tiger glared, unhappy, muttering to itself, "Demon Lord, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

With a whoosh, a crystal flashed and disappeared, which Wang Xuan put away. He then led Bai Yu Xian out of the ancient city.

"Brother Wang, I have no prejudice against you; on the contrary, I admire you. However, the God Slaying Banner is related to my path of cultivation, and I have no choice but to participate. This is not a personal grudge between you and me; it is Dao Struggle for the path ahead."

Qi Chengdao walked over, his snow-white battle armor spotless, carrying an apologetic air, his aura powerful and intimidating.

"I'll deal with him, you give me the image crystal!" the Little White Tiger whispered.

"That scripture...I passed down the second half," Wang Xuan said.

"That works too!" The Little White Tiger thought that if she brought back a supreme Scripture, the Demon Lord would definitely not punish her, and might even be very happy.

Of course, most importantly, she would be very happy if she could obtain the complete supreme Scripture.

The Round-faced girl rushed out, colliding with Qi Chengdao like a white light. With a thud, the cliff there shattered.

If her true form were to come to the mortal world, she would naturally be at a much higher level than Qi Chengdao. However, due to limitations, she could only transfer a portion of her primordial spirit and immortal destiny. The stronger a person is, the more severe the Old Testament's attacks will be.

The elegant and refined woman, Ming Xi, who had been standing with Qi Chengdao, smiled and walked forward to face Wang Xuan.

She wore a moon-white long dress, looking otherworldly and ethereal, with a refined and otherworldly charm. She smiled and said, "Brother Wang, I'm sorry. I have no problem with you. It's just that when it comes to the path ahead, we can't avoid competing for the Dao. He needs the God Slaying Banner to achieve the Dao. I apologize for offending you."