"Heh heh, every immortal cultivator must have a Dao core, but you don't. Let me guess..." I chuckled. This counterattack of ridicule instantly made Immortal's expression pause for a moment, because it meant my words had already affected him.
"My Dao core? Of course it's in my meridians. One meridian has one point, and countless meridians have countless points." Immortal laughed.
Of course, I couldn't possibly believe him. If he could refine his Dao core into all his meridians, he wouldn't be able to revive again. I had destroyed so many of his meridians that, logically speaking, he should at least have been severely wounded.
The only possibility was that his Dao core had never appeared before me. His previous transformations, all converging into human form, had most likely been a smokescreen. His Dao core had hidden itself!
However, the problem now was quite simple. He wouldn't let me approach the Dao-Slaying Artifact. Even if he was easy to deal with, if I were caught like Xue Qingcheng while absorbing the Dao-Slaying Artifact, he could easily seize the opportunity to destroy me.
The result was indeed terrible.
He was stopping me from obtaining the Dao-Slaying Artifact!
Taking a deep breath, I said, "Do you think I have no way to deal with you?"
"Of course you do, but you won't use it. My Dao core... isn't here, and you can't destroy it either." Immortal smiled.
My heart gave a thump. I had more or less understood what he meant. His Dao core might have been refined into something I was unwilling to destroy, or something indestructible—or perhaps his Dao core and power had spread so far that he could exist simply by relying on the earth.
"Is it the earth?" I asked.
Immortal looked toward the sky. "Space."
I looked