C520 (1/2)

Amidst the wild laughter, Zhao Ling's lower body became covered with blood while his upper body remained in its original state.

Blood flowed and corroded the ground until it became riddled with holes. Zhao Ling's lips curved in a charming smile as he said, ”You two little beauties, you should give up so that you won't suffer.”

Li Dao was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Zhao Ling's cultivation of demonic arts was not of a low rank.

Along the way, Li Dao rarely met any people who practiced demonic arts. He was the only one who suffered a lot at the hands of an old man at the border. And now, it was Zhao Ling in front of him.

He Shan Dao was not considered a demonic art; it should belong to a side path.

If one was tainted with the word 'devil', then they would be considered terrifying existences of the same level.

For example, Xin 14 Niang was very diligent in cultivation. Her mana was pure and without impurities, and she was very outstanding among the Foundation Establishment stage. However, when she met this Zhao Ling, she was no longer a match for him.

This clearly showed the strangeness, tyranny and cruelty of the demonic art.

Zhao Ling had a devilish and cruel smile on his face, his eyes full of mockery. He noticed that Xia Bing and Xin Niang didn't seem to be afraid, but only disgusted.

Zhao Ling noticed the interest in Li Dao's eyes. Yes, it was interest. Just like a cat playing with a mouse, because he himself often faced his prey with this kind of attitude.

”No, I can't kill him. No one can!”

Zhao Ling was trying to cheer himself up. His biggest advantage was this immortal body, so even if he wasn't a match for the man in front of him, he still wouldn't be able to kill him. What was there to be afraid of? Zhao Ling regained his composure as he thought of this. The way he looked at Li Dao was ice-cold and cruel.

”There is no such thing as immortal Buddha, so what about you? The so-called undead is only relative. At the very least, there is no such thing as an immortal that I cannot kill in this world! ”

Hearing Zhao Ling's mutterings, Li Dao could not help but shake his head and laugh. It was just that Zhao Ling had yet to meet someone of the Mortal Realm. After the Jindan Stage, he truly was an undying body. Even if the Jindan Stage Grandmaster wanted to kill him, he would probably have to waste some time. However, if he wanted to kill him, that was just a thought.

”What? You don't believe me?” Then I shall let you experience what is called despair! ”

Seeing Zhao Ling hesitating whether to attack him or not, Li Dao smiled. No matter how strange the demonic art he practiced was, the gap of several great realms was not something that a cultivation technique could make up for.

A long sword appeared out of nowhere in front of Li Dao. The aura that could split the sky was pressing down on Zhao Ling. It was none other than Li Dao's Immortal Soul stage.