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The sword energy swept through the air, stirring up clouds of yellow sand. The wild sword aura left deep gashes on the wide road, aiming directly at the heart of the enemy, only to be blocked by a flash of blood.
Finally, it couldn't be held back any longer. It was hard to believe that those guys were just a bunch of turtles.
Turning around to sheathe his sword, Gu Ping smirked mockingly. From the very beginning, he had known there was more than one person there. Since they didn't want to reveal themselves, he would force them out. Clearly, the one who was forced out was of a much higher status than the one who had shown himself first; he wasn't as reckless.
"Don't underestimate me," he thought. In just half a year, he had advanced from the initial stage of Foundation Establishment to the Peak Foundation Establishment realm. Aside from the significant support from his Ancestor, his talent should not be overlooked either. His comprehension of the Heart Sword indicated that his insight far exceeded that of ordinary people. If this continued, if Mingyue didn't let him go, he would surely become a great threat in the future. If Bu Luo didn't have intentions towards them...
"You don't need to praise him," Gu Ping said with a smirk, swinging his leg dismissively. "Those sewer rats really think they're better than us? Even with the Light Path Classic, we can't compare. I really don't understand how anyone could be so foolish as to fall for our tricks."
"Then tomorrow will be a good day for me to stay there; they can’t blame anyone but themselves for seeking their own demise."
The middle-aged man frowned; it was evident that age had taken its toll on him. In Gu Ping's eyes, he could see that the man's spirit had already diminished to a state unbefitting a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Years of consuming blood energy had reduced even Demonic Cultivators' lifespans compared to normal cultivators. This was likely why Demonic Cultivators desperately pursued power and higher realms.
Just the two of us? Perhaps we underestimated him too much.
With his spirit sword held horizontally, the soaring sword energy surged once more. Even with Foundation Establishment strength pressing down on him, Gu Ping did not falter. Ru Ming's comprehension of Dao was still lacking; did he truly fear battling an elderly Nascent Soul?
He wielded Three Azure Blades, cutting through time itself.
That time had nurtured his sword; after all, Gu Ping had rapidly advanced in his realm over the past six months. Thus, his skills must have become refined as well. Little did he know that Gu Ping’s movements were related to chaotic sword techniques. As one sword slashed down, it appeared slow to outsiders but was fleetingly swift in the eyes of two Demonic Cultivators.
Time?
In a hurried moment, after blocking Gu Ping's strike, the two exchanged surprised glances. They both felt that Gu Ping had a rough understanding of the Dao of Time, perhaps due to years of sword cultivation. But who would have thought that Gu Ping possessed the Chaotic Dao Foundation, a rare and powerful foundation stone?
Chaos encompasses all things, with the Dao of Time and Space being the most mysterious and wondrous. Even among those with the Chaos Attribute, few could comprehend the Light Path of Time. Those capable of applying the Dao of Time in their skills were truly exceptional Great Masters. No wonder that guy was so confident. The two thought to themselves, determined to capture that arrogant individual and use soul-searching techniques to uncover his understanding of the Light Path.
Before they could fully process their thoughts, a flash of blood appeared at the chest of the middle-aged man, and only then did they realize that Gu Ping had struck again.
Did I really think I could defeat a Nascent Soul Cultivator?
The middle-aged man grasped at the air, manifesting a leg technique that forced Gu Ping back. Using brute force against someone whose realm was higher was always an impractical approach. Even Gu Ping couldn't manage it, and he wondered how his master, Yin Tianheng, could sever an immortal's lifespan with a single sword strike in the river of time. What seemed like a simple strike to resolve such matters was actually a feat that only someone like Yin Tianheng could achieve. Gu Ping racked his brain but couldn't figure out how Yin Tianheng accomplished it.
For Bu Luo, dealing with those two would take some time, but it was manageable. Gu Ping had never considered going solo.
After dodging an attack from his opponent, Gu Ping gently crushed a communication talisman. Did Sect really want him to come back just to die?
Did they think he was the only one with support?
The two exchanged glances, both contemplating Minghong's plans. Gu Ping aimed to capture all the Demonic Cultivators in one sweep, while Minghong wanted to eliminate everyone Gu Ping had summoned. That way, even if Cheng Dao Sect was furious in the East, they would have to swallow their anger and accept their losses. Even if someone investigated later, it wouldn't be as taxing as what Gu Ping was doing.
During those six months, although Sect hadn't made any significant moves, there were still one or two Demonic Cultivators caught among the Foundation Establishment Stage Outer Sect Disciples. Even though Cheng Dao Sect didn't follow an elite path, there were fewer than fifty Outer Sect Disciples in total. Over ten years, the number of Outer Sect members could accumulate to four or five hundred. Each captured Demonic Cultivator caused immense pain for the Elders; for the Demonic Cultivators themselves, it was an immeasurable blow.
In this state of resurgence among Demonic Cultivators, losing even one disciple diminished their power further. Some extremists believed that if Gu Ping hadn't severed the Fish Princess's demonic soul from existence with his Heart Sword, many troubles wouldn't have arisen in those six months. Yet they also knew that Gu Ping was baiting them.
Eliminating Gu Ping would be a way to comfort the fallen disciples of the Demonic Path; however, Demonic Cultivators cared little for their own lives. If they could seize a talented body instead, it would be a guaranteed profit.
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