I am a living immortal.

The mirage dragon strolled leisurely through the lava field, while the ferocious and relentless Thunder Dragon, now pinned to its knees by a single hand, was rendered motionless, its roars and cries unable to stop it. The next moment, a tremendous force crushed the Thunder Dragon into a scattering of dots.

Mirage Dragon laughed and said, "It's time to end the warm-up. This level of strength alone isn't enough."

King Cheng looked down from above, while Mirage Dragon watched from below, their aura no less impressive than the other. King Cheng said nothing, simply pressing down with one hand. The fiery red cloud beneath his hand transformed into a giant hand, pressing down on Mirage Dragon. A storm suddenly appeared around him, squeezing Mirage Dragon, leaving him nowhere to escape.

This is a cage and a sure-hit attack.

Boom! The giant hand pressed down on the ground with a deafening sound. The storm generated by this blow collided with the surrounding storm, tearing the earth apart and withering all things.

When everything was over, the Mirage Dragon was still standing there intact, without even a trace of dirt on the corner of his clothes. A thin golden light surrounded him, blocking the attack.

"Natural elements and primitive collisions are useless to me. I'm far more familiar with them than you are." This is why Mirage Dragon wasn't afraid. Although the other party's words were in accordance with the law, they hadn't touched the rules. No matter how powerful the attack was, it was nothing but flowers in the mist and the moon in the water to him. This was the terrifying thing about the innate gods.

There's nothing remarkable about flowers blooming in winter; they naturally bloom, and it's just a matter of manipulation. The real challenge is making a stone blossom and an iron tree sprout; that's what control is.

Shenlong was not afraid of King Cheng. In his eyes, he was just a child with a gun. Dangerous but not as dangerous as he imagined.

Prince Cheng was irritated by the provocative look of the Mirage Dragon.

He said coldly: "How outrageous!!"

It was like a high and mighty king who executed his slaves at will. However, King Cheng was just a fake emperor, and Shenlong was not his slave, so the word "outrageous" sounded a bit infuriating.

The mirage dragon sneered.

This response did not satisfy King Cheng, so an even more powerful attack immediately followed. A shower of meteors and fire was pulled down from the sky and fell to the earth, bound to make the one who dared to disobey and ridicule him pay the price.

Facing this raging rain of fire, Mirage Dragon attacked for the first time. He fanned out his hand and waved it toward the sky. The massive rain of meteorites and fire paused for a moment, then vanished like a dream.

Mirage Dragon no longer wanted to continue this farce. He looked at King Cheng as if he were a clown.

"I'm very unhappy with your performance, so leave!" Shenlong said, waving his fan once more. This time, King Cheng's expression finally changed. He tried to block, but the fan, a light blow, instantly shattered his defenses. He felt like a mere mortal, helplessly swaying in the wind whipped up by the fan.

The raging wind tore his dragon robes, leaving streaks of blood on his body, leaving him in a state of disgrace. This casual movement was like crushing an ant, easily knocking him down from the sky to the earth.

This is the gap, a gap as deep as a chasm.

Since possessing the Cave Heaven, the Mirage Dragon has already taken a half-step into the pinnacle of existence. How could a mortal who has attained Daoism compare to such a being? If the gap could truly be bridged through Dao Embryo, then the innate gods wouldn't need the world to slash itself to deal with them. For the world, mass-producing beings like the Cheng Wang is a matter of thought.

Why did it seem so easy for Su Mu to deal with the innate gods? It was because every breath he took was an attack based on the laws of heaven and earth. What was an initiate? It was a thorough understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. What was an accomplished person? It was the achievement of the great Dao, the mastery of the laws.

Why is this the difference between those who are above and below the Tao?

One is application, the other is thorough understanding. Although there are no explicit rules in this world, the truth that "only rules can defy rules" is self-evident.

The Mirage Dragon is very powerful in itself, and it becomes even stronger after controlling the cave heaven.

Is King Cheng strong? Very strong, but only in relative terms. Thinking of this, Shenlong became puzzled: Why would they squander the natural resources to create a Dao-transformed monster that poses no threat at all? The person behind this should know this.

Knowing this, yet still doing it, this shows that King Cheng is just a means to attract various forces. What exactly does that Bluebird want to do? Even in the face of total defeat, they still have a back-up plan. I really have to admire the perseverance of this group of people.

King Cheng, struck down from the mortal realm, was unable to accept the situation. He took a step forward, attacking with overwhelming force once more. The surroundings trembled constantly. This time, he tried his best, but all he got was the mirage dragon's retort: ​​"A mantis trying to stop a chariot."

The mirage dragon clenched its hand, and the surrounding space began to distort. Then, with a swing, the mountains and rivers turned upside down. King Cheng was crushed to death on the ground halfway through his flight, just like the thunder dragon at the beginning.

The Mirage Dragon swayed to the side of King Cheng. "How pathetic! In the end, you're nothing more than a dispensable pawn for others. Pursuing vanity, even if you become someone above everyone else, below everyone else, what good is that? The moment you become a general will be the day you perish completely. What's the point?"

But soon, Shenlong felt that what he had said before was foolish - the person in front of him was not King Cheng, but just an obsession. No matter how much he said, it was useless. King Cheng himself had disappeared between heaven and earth when he transformed into Tao.

After sighing, the mirage dragon raised its foot and stomped on King Cheng, completely crushing this obsession and transforming it into a sky full of white light. Although it had not completed its obsession, it had done its best, so it completely disintegrated into light and merged with the world.

After doing all this, the mirage dragon turned around.

The Demon Slayers and Chen Tao had just arrived. The drastically altered terrain before them was enough to reveal the ferocity of the battle. And the winner was this man. Dong Wen glanced at the man's tattered dragon robe at his feet and sighed.

He didn't know who this man was, but from what he could tell, he was strong, incredibly strong. The surrounding landscape had changed, yet this man wasn't even stained, let alone wounded. As a seasoned warrior, this could only happen in one way: a crushing defeat—a complete and utter defeat.

Who is the person in front of me?

Chen Tao knew, but he wouldn't tell Dong Wen.

When Shenlong saw Chen Tao coming, he said, "This matter is not over yet. I will leave it to you next."