Although his instincts told him this was a dangerous man, from his first appearance until moments ago, the White-Haired Man had struck Lu Feng as gentle and refined. He had never imagined the man could become so overbearing in an instant.
Prey. He had actually used that word to describe those with an innate Dao body. Although Lu Feng did not think particularly highly of them either, calling them prey seemed far too arrogant.
The wild wolf in the forest was intent on eating and failed to notice the tiger approaching. By the time it saw a gust of wind rushing toward it, the tiger had already pinned it beneath its paws.
Biting through the wolf's neck, the tiger began to feast.
But before it had taken more than a few mouthfuls, a massive figure suddenly charged out and shattered the tiger's head with a single swipe.
It was an enormous demon wolf. Although it was only a level-four monster beast, the tiger was not even a monster beast, so how could it possibly stand against it? It probably died before it even realized what had happened.
"Those with innate Dao bodies and ordinary cultivators are like this wolf and tiger. Those with innate Dao bodies stand above the rest, making them the tigers, while ordinary cultivators are the wolves.
"Although tigers eat wolves, if a wolf makes itself stronger and becomes a demon wolf like this one, the tiger can no longer withstand even a single blow."
"From what you're saying, brother, you're that demon wolf?" Lu Feng asked with interest. The analogy was a little crude, but apt.
Those with innate Dao bodies were born in harmony with the Dao. Like tigers, they were naturally stronger than other beasts.
But that difference in strength was not absolute. If