Free Web NovelChapter 238: Chapter 228: With a Single Slap, the Dao Heart Is Shattered on the Spot
"It infuriates me so!"
Wen Tao’s fury surged, he turned abruptly, and flew back along his original path in anger.
The fear he had just felt towards the Wood Sword Talisman was a purely instinctive reaction. After all, other means had limited threats to his life as a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The two deputy ministers of the Relevant Departments, fully backed by Hua Country, are now merely late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators. Despite the formidable power of the Lingxiao Pavilion elder’s talismans, they could not kill Wen Tao by relying solely on external items without personally being present.
However, the Wood Sword Talisman was different.
Countless Nascent Soul Great Cultivators had died under the "Wood Sword" because of provoking Yunwu Mountain. Though he had luckily broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage in this world devoid of Spiritual Qi, in his past life, regular Nascent Soul Cultivators could fight three of him.
If it were the Wood Sword Talisman, he would have already been reduced to dust.
In Wen Tao’s world.
The cultivation methods inherently had no distinction between good and evil until Yunwu Mountain, Lingxiao Pavilion, and the Celestial Master Sect—the Three Sects—joined forces during the Divinity Transformation Stage to set rules.
Other cultivation sects had to accept the rules set by the Three Sects, and those who did not abide were deemed Demon Dao. Disciples from the Three Sects distributed invitations widely, launching attacks and suppressing temples at will, using Divinity Transformation Stage Divine Techniques to casually slay Nascent Souls. It was the great upheaval of the cultivation realm for ten thousand years.
The Three Sects dominated the world, gathering everything into their arms.
Wen Tao was born during the heyday of the Three Sects; he witnessed his father, a Nascent Soul powerhouse, groveling with a flattering smile, bent over with a bowed head, explaining himself cautiously when questioned by the Three Sects’ Upper Envoy, for fear of being slain without mercy due to any slight mistake.
At the time, he was utterly confused as to why his father, a Nascent Soul cultivator, had to bow down to those Foundation Establishment cultivators?
His father sharply reprimanded...
Until he stepped out of his home and personally witnessed those sects that refused to explain or submit disappear without exception into the dust of history.
Wen Tao easily witnessed late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators being reduced to ashes under the Wood Sword Talisman, merely because they offended the Mountain God of Yunwu Mountain.
He was filled with envy, jealousy, and hate, wishing desperately to join them.
The Three Sects unified the world for eight hundred years. Wen Tao’s sect and his Nascent Soul father retreated again and again, finally unable to bear it, they established the Thirteen Demon Sects with a few Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators to collectively oppose the Three Sects, rallying high-tier cultivators from various places to resist.
Their slogan was to reclaim their harmonious, friendly, free homeland and restore the ancient order, a responsibility for everyone!
Demon cultivators, Demon cultivators, and overseas cultivators responded in unison to initiate rights for beast tide warfare, human slaughter, and supreme rights for cultivators... On that day, they worked together, united as one, gathering over ten thousand high-tier cultivators to annihilate the Three Orthodox Sects.
That was also his last day.
The world was filled with Spiritual Light; Golden Cores were just pawns, Nascent Souls were nothing more than dogs. With thirteen Divinity Transformation powerhouses leading, the entire cultivation realm poured out to deal with only a hundred Nascent Souls, several thousand Golden Cores, and three Divinity Transformation heads of the Righteous Dao.
They had no idea how they could lose!
In those days, Wen Tao was high-spirited. He looked around at the like-minded companions, and it seemed the Three Sects were doomed to be swallowed by the tide, this was the result of opposing the Celestial Mandate.
They were dreadfully wrong.
Next to appear was a presence revered as the Divine Monarch by the entire cultivation realm.
The Elder Divine Monarch wielded lightning with a sweep of his hand, shattering cultivators’ Dao Hearts. The middle-aged Divine Monarch set up a heavenly covering Talisman Array to refine Nascent Souls.
It was nothing less than a bloody massacre; the might of the Divine Monarch was insurmountable by human means.
The most terrifying was the gentle-looking young Divine Monarch who leisurely wielded a Wooden Sword, cutting down the Divinity Transformation Stage Demon Monarchs one by one.
Panic and terror spread quickly as everyone fled like startled birds, and the scene turned to chaos.
As a mere Golden Core misc. fish, he scrambled for his life like a headless fly and got slapped by the youth by accident. When he reopened his eyes, he was in this world.
The Wood Sword Talisman was crafted by that young Divine Monarch from Yunwu Mountain; it was the Protective Talisman given to the traveling disciples of Yunwu Mountain, said to be made from the Divine Monarch’s life-bound Wooden Sword.
And that young Divine Monarch, as mentioned by Celestial Venerable when he spoke to Wen Tao, had attained the Dao and become an Immortal thousands of years later, undying and indestructible, unable to arrive in this world due to death.
Thus, in this world, it’s absolutely impossible for the Wood Sword Talisman to appear!
Swoosh!
Xu Xingchen flew down and, without a word, reached out to seize Zhang Wei and Ning Xunqiu at the edge of the Abnormal World.
"Huh?" He frowned, finding himself unable to take the two away. He glanced at the Abnormal World, puzzled, "My magical power has no effect here?"
Xu Xingchen had no time to ponder deeply; he immediately shouted to the two, "Something has changed; that Wen Tao has broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage. He is beyond what we can contend with, retreat quickly!"
Zhang Wei glanced at Ning Xunqiu. He knew this was the "Immortal in the World," and shouted upward, "Don’t worry, Wen Tao is merely just a Nascent Soul cultivator. With the teacher present, he is not to be feared."
"What are you talking about?! Hurry and run!"
Xu Xingchen hung in mid-air, looked at Ning Xunqiu, who remained calm throughout, plain and unremarkable, with no exceptional reactions nor signature magical power fluctuations of a cultivator on him.
In this world, no one could hide from the spiritual sense of a Golden Core Stage cultivator!
"Boom!"
At this moment, a dazzling red light came whistling from the sky, accompanied by a razor-sharp blood-red blade light, as if it was about to split the sky in two.
"Blood Evil Break!!"
"How come he reacted so quickly?!" Xu Xingchen swiftly chanted a spell, and the surrounding talismans seemed to come to life, rising into the air, prepared for action.
The Talisman Array blocked the first blade light.
However, another even more rapid blade light followed closely, unstoppable.
Bang!
A loud crash sounded. Xu Xingchen felt his Qi Blood surging, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood. His whole person was knocked back like a broken kite, crashing into a nearby skyscraper.
The glass of the skyscraper instantly shattered into pieces, with debris and glass shards scattering everywhere.
Swoosh!
Wen Tao followed closely behind, rushing into the building. In an instant, the interior of the building echoed with the violent clashes of magical power, accompanied by waves of blood-red blade lights slashing out wildly, like a surging sea of blood.
"Senior Brother!"
Chen Wenjie and Zhao Qingqing had just used their escape technique to flee several miles away when a sweep of their spiritual senses revealed Xu Xingchen’s critical situation. The two of them were greatly shocked and without hesitation immediately changed direction.
The disparity of a major realm among cultivators was truly immense. In a confrontation, victory or defeat was often decided in the blink of an eye.
Xu Xingchen was seen covered in blood, thrown out of the building like a ragdoll, and heavily crashing to the ground.
"Boy, how dare you deceive me!"
Wen Tao landed steadily not far away, anger unhidden in his eyes, and spoke through gritted teeth, "Today, I’m going to let you taste what it feels like to wish for death!"
"Cough, cough."
Struggling, Xu Xingchen coughed and stood up, a cold smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, eyes filled with mockery, "Deceive? Just one talisman scared you like this. You’ve really wasted all those years of cultivation. This is all you’re capable of in your life!"
"Hmph, just trying to win a war of words!" Wen Tao was momentarily unable to retort and stubbornly said, "So what? Aren’t you still beaten like a dog by me?"
Xu Xingchen said coldly, "If we were both at the Golden Core Stage, what’s there to fear about ten of you?"
Wen Tao was stunned, then laughed wryly, "You really take me for a fool, don’t you?"
"Why should I, in the same tier, exchange blows with you lackeys of the authorities? I came to this world as a beggar, finally rose to power, only to be beaten down by you again."
"I lived in the sewers for five years, five whole years of humiliation and suffering until I finally broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage. And for what? To utterly crush you."
"Boy, don’t bother stalling for time. Your companions have come back on their own."
Wen Tao’s eyes sharply locked onto Chen Wenjie and Zhao Qingqing, who were in mid-air.
This team of three from the relevant departments thought to bully a weak Golden Core Stage cultivator like him, not expecting that he had secretly broken through the realm, ready to suppress all enemies!
Though the process was a bit tortuous, the outcome was perfect.
"Hahaha."
Wen Tao’s heart surged with heroic spirit, his excitement uncontrollable, and he couldn’t help but laugh out loud. His entire cultivation journey, by any means necessary, enduring countless hardships, was for this very moment of glory!
Suddenly, he felt a shiver in his heart as his magical power surged.
An epiphany?!
Wen Tao was overjoyed.
"I feel that by killing these so-called geniuses one by one, dispelling the demons in my heart, I will rapidly advance to a higher realm!"
Xu Xingchen looked helplessly at Zhao Qingqing and Chen Wenjie standing in front of him, sighed, and said, "Junior Sister."
Zhao Qingqing’s eyes sharpened, and above her head, innumerable talismanic shadows suddenly appeared.
"The old man’s talisman array?" Wen Tao laughed aloud, full of mockery in his voice, "Is this your last reliance? Watch my methods!!"
Boom!
Wen Tao fiercely activated the magical artifact compass in his hand. Instantly, the blood-red blades surged out like a flood, densely packed and shocking. Clearly, when dealing with Xu Xingchen earlier, he had held back, not giving his all.
In just a moment, Wen Tao broke through the talisman array of Lingxiao Pavilion at the cost of minor injuries.
This talisman array was only intended to spar with Nascent Soul Cultivators, not to truly suppress them. Otherwise, Xu Xingchen wouldn’t have chosen to retreat immediately in the first place.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The three had just escaped a kilometer when they were struck by three fierce blood-red blade lights, instantly suffering heavy injuries and crashing to the ground in disgrace, where two innocent mortals happened to stand nearby.
Zhang Wei quickly stepped forward and helped Xu Xingchen up.
Looking at Ning Xunqiu and Zhang Wei, Xu Xingchen’s face, twisted with pain, forced a bitter smile and weakly said, "You... haven’t left yet... This time we’ve really been put in a tough spot."
Zhang Wei awkwardly grinned and said, "It’s okay, the teacher said he wanted to personally witness your strength."
In fact, he had long hoped the teacher would intervene, but the teacher insisted on first observing their abilities.
Did the teacher really want to see how capable they were? I would be embarrassed to call him out on that.
Zhang Wei suddenly realized something: the teacher does hold grudges. On the contrary, he is quite petty. Of course, this realization not only didn’t make Zhang Wei resent the teacher but instead made him feel that the teacher was more human.
"You, you?!"
Xu Xingchen spat out a mouthful of blood at these words, clutching Zhang Wei’s hand tightly and reminding him, "In the next life, don’t deceive yourself!!"
"Still want to escape?"
Wen Tao followed closely behind, seeing it was two mortals, he didn’t even take a proper look and coldly said, "Today, no one can save you!"
He gathered blood-colored blade lights in his hands and charged towards Xu Xingchen without hesitation.
Boom!
Just in that moment that was as brief as a flash of lightning, a dull roar suddenly echoed in the air.
Wen Tao’s figure halted, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, the whole person flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
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