After Song Lan's Dao body exploded, it reformed and recovered in an instant.
It was as if he were immortal and indestructible.
Yet his face grew increasingly pale, and even the way he looked at the First Lifetime Heart Demon had changed.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "This is the Hidden World. According to the rules of Reclusive Mountain, whoever makes a move here..."
Boom!
A sweep of Sword Qi descended from the heavens, annihilating Song Lan's Dao body once more.
There was no suspense whatsoever.
The Reclusive Powerhouses' eyelids twitched. Who could fail to see that this was crushing combat strength?
"You were the ones who broke the rules, and now you're the ones talking about rules. Does that mean the rules of Reclusive Mountain only count if your Three Purities Temple says so?"
The First Lifetime Heart Demon sneered.
With one step, he appeared before the newly restored Song Lan. His fingers formed a sword, and he slashed down.
Bang!
Song Lan's Dao body was destroyed again.
When he recovered, Song Lan's face had become even paler, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Was this truly combat strength a heart demon could possess?
"You can't even beat trash like me, Song Lan... so what are you? Less than trash?"
Bang!
A streak of Sword Qi flashed out, and Song Lan's Dao body was destroyed yet again.
The Reclusive Powerhouses watching from afar felt their hearts ache.
Once one's cultivation reached the Dao Ancestor level, one was extremely difficult to kill. Even if only a strand of hair or a single thought remained, one could recover, practically immortal and indestructible.
But if one was killed too many times, one's Dao practice would inevitably be severely weakened, and even one's Great Dao foundation would suffer wounds difficult to repair.
Song Lan