The seven Great Daos resembled golden rivers spanning heaven and earth, twisting and intertwining.
An inviolable, awe-inspiring pressure spread in every direction like a surging tide.
Thud!
Several disciples controlled by demon seeds bore the brunt of it. Crushed beneath that pressure, they spat black blood and dropped straight to their knees...
Jiang Fan thrust both hands upward. Great Dao force surged out and transformed into a pillar of light a thousand feet tall, shooting into the sky.
Boom!
The enormous black palm collided with the golden pillar and shattered inch by inch in an instant.
Demonic patterns scattered, and black energy disintegrated...
The array's full-powered strike, which rivaled an attack from the mid Dao Realm, proved as fragile as paper before that pillar of light.
What?
All traces of mockery vanished from the gray-robed evil cultivator's face.
He hovered in midair, the black energy around him writhing like terrified venomous snakes, filled with boundless dread.
"Seven Great Daos? You actually possess seven Great Daos? More than me, a Dao Realm cultivator?"
The gray-robed evil cultivator's voice was hoarse.
"Impossible! How could a True Realm cultivator so young possess so many Great Daos?"
"And the sheer potency of your Great Dao force rivals those heaven-defying prodigies with an innate Dao body or a supreme inheritance!"
"Who... exactly are you?"
Disbelief filled his voice.
Jiang Fan's gaze settled on the gray-robed evil cultivator as though he were looking at a corpse.
"Dao Realm?"
"Do you deserve to call yourself a Dao Realm cultivator?"
The gray-robed evil cultivator's expression stiffened.
Those words struck him right where it hurt.
Though he was a Dao Realm expert, he had not advanced through normal means. Instead, he had devoured living flesh and blood, taking a shortcut to force his way into the Dao Realm.
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