Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

"Clang!" Wu Zhi's enormous silver dragon body suddenly swayed, its dragon jaws opening exaggeratedly, as if they were about to dislocate at any moment.

He twisted his stiff neck and looked at the Supreme Elder beside him, who was also in a daze. His dragon eyes were filled with disbelief and absurdity: "Old man... what you humans call 'ascending to heaven in one step'... is actually a realistic expression?! Not an exaggerated rhetorical device?!"

The Supreme Elder was also dumbfounded. His wrinkled, rock-solid hand was now unconsciously tugging at his long, snow-white beard, as if he felt no pain.

His lips trembled, and after a long while, he finally uttered a dreamlike voice: "I...I don't know either..." Is this situation correct? My master and senior brother didn't say anything back then.

It successfully touched upon the knowledge gaps of the centenarian.

The Supreme Elder's gaze involuntarily drifted to Liu Jiqian, who was also showing a shocked expression not far away. His heart was in turmoil—this, even the real reincarnation of an immortal is not this outrageous!

In the midst of this deathly silence that shocked everyone and rendered the world speechless, the surging tide of spiritual pressure around Lu Wensheng finally subsided and receded.

He stood atop the mountain, surrounded by a misty aura that made him seem almost tangible, his robes fluttering and rustling even without wind.

The slightly disheveled dust had been swept away, and he seemed to have been reborn, exuding a majestic and unfathomable aura.

If before he was a sharp sword hidden in its sheath, its brilliance contained within; then now, he is the unsheathed, supreme divine blade that stretches across heaven and earth!

Without deliberately emitting pressure, its naturally flowing aura already caused the surrounding space to slightly distort and the laws to appear, as if heaven and earth revered it and regarded it as their axis!

He slowly raised his eyes, and in the depths of his deep brown pupils, it seemed as if galaxies flowed and the universe was born and destroyed, as he calmly gazed at the enormous demon.

"impossible--!!!"

Shi Yubai's enormous demonic body trembled violently, and countless compound eyes flashed with chaos, shock, anger, and disbelief.

He could clearly sense that the spiritual pressure emanating from Lu Wensheng at this moment was in no way inferior to his own after devouring many of his kin! In fact... it was even more refined and concentrated!

He suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar, a mixture of boundless shock, anger, jealousy, and despair.

The sound was no longer the previous hoarse and deep one, but had become sharp and piercing, as if countless panes of glass were shattering at the same moment.

"Why?! How unfair is Heaven! Why can you, Lu Wensheng, do this?! Why—!!!"

"Click——"

Shi Yubai felt that his Dao heart was somewhat shattered.

This Lu Wensheng is indeed His nemesis, an obstacle to His path! He is a heretic who must be completely eradicated!

Since meeting this person, has he ever had a moment of peace? Every plan, every step forward, is always thwarted and surpassed by the other party in all sorts of unexpected ways!

Is this correct?! Is this reasonable?!

For the sake of power, He did not hesitate to betray his sect, endure the pain of demonic energy corroding his body, bear countless infamy, and even devour his own kind. He paid such a terrible and filthy price to finally possess the world-destroying power of a demon lord!

But what about Lu Wensheng? What gives him the right?! What makes him so nonchalant, so matter-of-fact, as if he were merely brushing dust off his clothes, completing this promotion—a promotion that required him to gamble everything and trample on everything—in just a few words or a single thought?!

What did all His forbearance, struggle, and sacrifice over the years amount to?! A complete joke?!

As we all know, the conservation of energy is a fundamental principle of the universe. A smile never disappears out of thin air; it simply shifts away quietly.

At this moment, that radiant smile was completely transferred to Lu Wensheng's face.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, forming a gentle, bright smile, but his tone carried a hint of mockery, as if teasing a caged beast: "Smile, why aren't you smiling anymore? Are you just naturally averse to smiling?"

What goes around comes around, and now it's his turn to shine!

The sword spirit "Huang Ji" hidden within the ancient sword was also somewhat bewildered: Judging from the situation, it seemed... there was no longer any use for it? Should it still make an appearance?

No, no, no! Absolutely not! Although this eccentric fellow named Lu Wensheng is now powerful enough to repeatedly flatten the Demon Lord a million times over, easily turning him into a meatball, to completely eradicate the demonic threat and purify its ancient, filthy origins, we still need to rely on its sharp edge, born from the righteous energy of heaven and earth! We can't do without it!

Shi Yubai's red eyes flashed. Seeing that a direct confrontation was hopeless, his mind raced. He even tried to play the ethereal emotional card. His voice suddenly became mournful, with a hoarse quality that evoked sympathy: "Lu Wensheng! Are bad people born bad people, and do they not deserve a chance to repent and live on in this world?! Who in this world is without fault?!"

What responded to Him was the frozen pool in Lu Wensheng's eyes, showing no hesitation or wavering, only a pure and chilling killing intent as cold as the dead of winter.

Lu Wensheng's lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible sneer, as if he were listening to the most clumsy joke in the world.

What a joke! Do you expect me to die, or the rest of the people?

Even if this scoundrel were to fall into a corner, what compelling reasons might he have for doing so? It's nothing more than a desperate, expedient tactic used to elicit sympathy when he's at his wit's end!

He could clearly sense love and kindness, yet he still chose to sink into evil. This was not out of helplessness, but because of his very nature—pure wickedness!

Seeing that Lu Wensheng remained unmoved, Shi Yubai's feigned sorrow vanished instantly, replaced by a desperate and mad ruthlessness, revealing his true, ferocious nature.

"Lu Wensheng!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with threat, "Even if your cultivation is heaven-reaching, if I disregard everything, risking the shattering of my demonic core and the destruction of my soul, and triggering the self-destruction of this demonic essence, what will you do then?! At that time, I may still have a sliver of hope, but what about your teachers, fellow disciples, and even those cultivators who are struggling to survive? Can they withstand this destructive torrent?! Hahahaha! Lu Wensheng, tell me, will you protect your loved ones, or the world you speak of?! Make a choice!"

He was certain that, given Lu Wensheng's hypocritical nature, he would inevitably find himself in a dilemma.

However, Lu Wensheng's gaze was like a clear mirror that saw through everything, filled with undisguised disdain and mockery. His clear voice was resolute and resounded through the heavens: "To protect all living beings, if sacrifice is necessary, they will die a worthy death! Even I am willing to die! Heaven and earth can bear witness to this heart and this will! Moreover—"

Lu Wensheng abruptly changed the subject, his contempt almost palpable, "Shi Yubai, with your nature of treasuring your life and coveting power, you dare to talk about 'dying together'? It's utterly laughable!"

"Lu Wensheng! You're a complete madman!" Shi Yubai was furious and roared hysterically after his deepest cowardice was exposed.

Lu Wensheng was too lazy to waste any more words on him.

Lu Wensheng remained silent, but drew his Fuguang sword.

What talk of righteousness for the common people, what talk of life-or-death choices, what nonsense! He's a military general now, he doesn't understand all this convoluted nonsense! If you have any questions, go and explain them to the sword in his hand and to his extraordinary cultivation!