Cao Yuxian's understanding of the Heavenly Dao was far from shallow.
Cao Yuxian was absolutely no ordinary Martial Dao True Person!
Jiang Wang was the only Heavenly Human known and seen by the people of this age. To find a second Heavenly Human beyond him, one would have to search within Calamity Water.
With his understanding of the Heavenly Dao, and his mastery of the "No Void in Calamity" realm, such strength allowed him to act in Heaven's stead with scarcely a flaw—so much so that even the Heavenly Dao seemed to acknowledge him! It granted him the power of the Heavenly Dao, permitting him to assume the misplaced duties of a Heavenly Human.
Yet this state was seen through at a glance by Cao Yuxian, then severed with a single stroke.
Without an exceptionally profound understanding of the Heavenly Dao, how could he have done so so decisively?
But the Heavenly Dao had always been merely a tool for Jiang Wang. He refused to merge himself into it, and had never relied upon it completely.
Cao Yuxian's wildly imaginative slash did not bring the disarray he had expected after Jiang Wang was cut out of his "false Heaven" state.
Jiang Wang's eyes seemed to have shut their windows, every emotion from before vanishing from sight. Once that heartless paper window was torn away, there were lamplit homes and the vast, surging multitude of living beings.
What greeted Cao Yuxian was a fist.
A withered, gaunt fist, attached to a somewhat stooped old body.
From Jiang Wang's eyes walked an old monk, his gaze steeped in sorrow, grieving for all beneath the heavens. A sigh seemed to sound beside the ear, while his features remained blurred and indistinct. Yet that withered fist drew nearer and nearer, clearer and clearer, larger