Follow Me to Pine Mountain

Whoosh—

Hearing the sound of the Heavenly River flowing, Venerable Daohé's eyes revealed a trace of wistful remembrance. She sighed softly. "My friend, this Water of the Heavenly River of yours is something my parched field has long yearned for."

"Oh? Then let us see today just how great an appetite your field has—whether it can stomach this whole river of Heavenly Water!"

Splash!—

Two streams of True Profound power collided above the Demon Soil. The Earth Fiend Old Demon truly deserved to be one of the western venerables of the Demon Sect. The palm strike that the three of them had failed to stop was finally halted before his True Profound Heavenly River.

The Water of the Heavenly River surged ceaselessly into the fields, while the latter refused no visitor, swallowing every raging wave into its dry soil.

The three newly advanced Demonic Path Venerables, who no longer dared interfere, understood at that moment what the weight of the older generation truly meant.

Though they were all in the Profound Insight Realm, their cultivation was still far from comparable to Venerable Daohé and the Earth Fiend Old Ancestor.

Those below the Profound Insight Realm could not discern the mysteries of such a battle, but the three observers saw it with perfect clarity.

One flooded the fields with water; the other made the drought-stricken earth drink deeply.

It looked like a clash of Dao arts, but in truth, it was the most back-to-basics contest of strength between two force-path venerables.

The Heavenly River represented the Earth Fiend Old Ancestor's unfathomably vast and mighty strength, while the wheat fields represented Venerable Daohé's hard foundation, born and raised from the earth.

The outcome of this battle depended on whether the Earth Fiend Old Ancestor ran out of strength first, or Venerable Daohé