Hard it is to shake a mountain, harder still to shake the Mystic Gate (two chapters in one)

In an instant.

Plainly visible to the naked eye.

Dao Lord Yaoling Jinghan and Dao Lord Yingyu Siyuan, standing at the westernmost edge of the fortune cloud, suddenly wore expressions of arrested breath in that lightning-flash instant.

Even if, until this moment, each had believed that his second refinement divine embryo, his secret passage through the heavenly tribulation, and his attainment of a Dao Lord primordial spirit had placed him on the same level as Liu Dongqing.

Yet.

When Liu Dongqing truly became a streak of spiritual light and began unleashing his surging battle intent and murderous will, vast as an ocean.

The minds of the Pure Yang Sword Sect's two foremost Dao Lords inevitably filled with a suffocating sensation, as though each were a lone boat facing towering waves that crashed down overhead like divine mountains!

A terror that almost drowned them!

Only now.

Did they seem to realize.

The security their cultivation realms afforded was merely an illusion. When true killing intent swept toward them, the fear and terror of Old Devil Liu that pierced their Dao Lord primordial spirits remained exactly as they had been in the past!

As though.

As though, in their mastery of the Dao and the very essence of their lives, the difference between them remained that between clouds and mud, a gulf as vast as a chasm!

And precisely because of this.

In that lightning-flash instant, as terror spread through their minds, the sinister faces and features of the cultivators led by these two Dao Lords grew increasingly hideous, their expressions tightening and contorting.

"No—"

"Impossible—Old Devil Liu—you cannot raze our mountain and demolish our temples again today!"

"When you returned to the Yang World from the Ancient Divine Dao Realm Fragment recently, even your strongest sword strike could not cleave the