Immortal Dao power broke through the barriers of space-time. Four hazy figures clashed, Dao Laws soaring into the sky.
"Our True Immortals of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands are battling the Undying Ones of the Foreign Realm!" someone cried out.
"Where are they fighting? Why is their battle projected here?"
"True Immortal Meng will win! True Immortal Wang will win!"
Immortals and mortals existed on entirely different planes, separated by dimensions.
As the four Immortal Dao experts fought, Shi Hao and the others watched, dazzled and entranced.
"If I were a True Immortal, I'd join the battlefield too and cut off an Undying One's head with my own hands!" Shi Hao suddenly declared, his spirit soaring.
Meng Chuan glanced at him. "If you become a True Immortal, I'll beat you to death."
"And if you can't kill an Undying One before fully becoming immortal, I'll beat you to death for that too."
Shi Hao froze. "Why?"
"Why won't you let me become a True Immortal? Uncle Meng, are you afraid I'll surpass you?"
"So you want to keep me in the Human Dao Realm forever?"
"Besides, how could anyone kill an Undying One before becoming immortal?"
"You're just making things difficult for me, a Supreme prodigy of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands!"
"I don't care about any of that. If you take the True Immortal Path, your days are numbered." Meng Chuan remained unruffled, unmoved by Shi Hao's objections.
What tyranny!
"As for killing an Undying One before becoming immortal, if you can't do it, that's your problem."
Someone in the Eighth Lifetime of the Red Dust Immortal Path had not yet fully become immortal. If he still could not kill an Undying One, what was the point of cultivating?
He might as well go home and raise