The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings

Chapter 695: Chapter 645: Regard the Heroes as Nothing

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All eyes were on him. If it had been anyone else, any other cultivator, they might have felt embarrassed or uncomfortable. But for the many great figures of the Demonic Way, they did not care in the slightest, it made no impact on them.

For an apex powerhouse like the Blood Fiend Ancestor striding through Heaven and Earth, their resolve was absolute and they would not be easily disturbed by external phenomena, even if they were the centre of universal criticism.

The Blood Fiend Ancestor exchanged glances with the other leading figures of the Demonic Way, once again speaking. “Since the National Preceptor intends to shackle all practitioners in the world, then please show your true abilities. If you prove capable, then I am not against accepting.”

A faint smile arose on Pei Xuanjing’s face. The other party had indeed shown their true colours, wanting to test themselves against him, to get a measure of his strength.

Indeed, when proposing this plan, he was somewhat prepared for all of this. He understood that no matter how good his choice of words were, the intention of putting shackles on countless practitioners was indisputable.

Consequently, Pei Xuanjing was ready to make a move. After all, all matters in the world ultimately fell on strength, and reason unsupported by strength would be ignored and trampled on.

Frankly, the support by Ancestor Celestial Master was beyond Pei Xuanjing’s expectation, saving him a lot of trouble. He had initially expected widespread opposition to his plan, but the current situation was beyond his anticipation.

So now, he no longer hoped for the remaining demonic figures to readily agree. Since the Blood Fiend Ancestor made such a request, he wouldn’t reject it.

At this crucial moment, it was necessary for him to demonstrate his power in front of the world’s practitioners, which would let them know of the resolve and strength he had for carrying out his plan.

Pei Xuanjing was well aware of the others’ attitudes, he spoke to the Blood Fiend Ancestor. “May I ask how you Taoist friends would like me to prove myself?”

His gaze swept across the strongest demonic figures, and with a faint smile, he asked, “Are you all ready to test me?”

After speaking, he sighed softly, lamenting, “I actually want to witness some of your Taoist friends’ divine powers. Sadly, all of you have arrived here in avatar forms today and I’m afraid you cannot demonstrate your full strength.”

Indeed, the apex powerhouses who arrived today all came in avatar form; none of them came in their true form.

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Aside from the Daming World restricting and limiting them at present, these apex powerhouses were still in Sky Wasteland, debating on how to incorporate it into their Ancestral Land.

Otherwise, without necessary assurance, they would not so easily enter the forbidden area of the Blessed Land that Pei Xuanjing opened.

As the master of a Blessed Land could certainly gain significant advantages. Coupled with Pei Xuanjing’s own strength, his augmentation within this Blessed Land could complete overpower cultivators of the Ninth Realm of Spirit.

Even if these people had come together and had no fear, they wouldn’t so effortlessly put themselves in such a situation, just as a contingency plan.

Therefore, Pei Xuanjing watched these demonic figures with a smile on his lips, wondering how they wished to verify his strength.

Upon hearing Pei Xuanjing’s words, the practitioners in the field wore strange expressions. If they hadn’t personally witnessed Pei Xuanjing suppressing the Taixu Venerable, a similar strong cultivator, they would totally feel he was arrogant if a Spirit Realm Eightfold cultivator confronted these demonic apex powerhouses so openly.

After all, even the avatars of apex powerhouses, if they truly tried their best, weren’t something a regular Spirit Realm Eightfold cultivator could confront.

In the world, there was only this Pei Xuanjing who could belittle the avatars of many apex powerhouses so casually at the Spirit Realm Eightfold.

Any Spirit Realm Eightfold cultivator uttering such arrogant words would be considered extremely presumptuous, but when said by the National Preceptor, it seemed justifiable, without a trace of a problem.

Like the Blood Fiend Ancestor and other demonic apex powerhouses, they were also taken aback when hearing Pei Xuanjing’s words. They were unhappy but couldn’t refute anything, because this was reality.

They had to admit that even if they joined hands now, they might not necessarily be able to suppress Pei Xuanjing. After all, his previously displayed strength was undeniable, and they knew the substantial gap between an avatar and the true body.

“A true man should be like this!” Wu Shijiu inwardly exclaimed.

Even he, a cultivator who had practised for thousands of years, and originally thought he could remain indifferent in front of many matters, was also somewhat stirred when he saw Pei Xuanjing openly belittle these apex powerhouses.

“Master Pei, you truly are a celestial being!” Zhu Houji was excited in his heart.

Despite being an emperor who was usually mature and steady, he was still impressed by Pei Xuanjing’s stance at this moment.

More than just Wu Shijiu and Zhu Houji, all the practitioners present were in awe of Pei Xuanjing’s demeanor, admiring him and wishing to be in his place.

This was especially the case for the overlord-level Spirit Realm Eightfold practitioners, who were only a step away from reaching the pinnacle of cultivation and achieving the top position in the world. However, the thin line separating them made a world of a difference.

No matter how much they had been admired and respected, gained the ultimate authority and glory, when facing these apex beings, the true strongest existences in the world, they still had to remain humble, making them clearly aware that they were not at the peak. There were existences they had to fear and respect, and this was a sense of powerlessness.

Pei Xuanjing’s disregard for the gathered heroes today helped to alleviate some of the frustrations they had bottled up within them.

“Does the National Preceptor intend to take advantage of our inability to attend to the matters of the Ancestral Land, and force this issue through?” the Blood Fiend Ancestor asked with a frown.

For many apex figures, once a promise was made, they would not easily break it, even if it was just for their own dignity.

Having already come here today, if Pei Xuanjing really wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to force them to agree, they only had two choices.

One was to sign an agreement under the pressure, the other was the possible suppression of their avatars.

Both of these choices were not what the Blood Fiend Ancestor and the others wanted. After all, signing under duress was humiliating, and being suppressed would be a significant loss. They hadn’t come alone; they had many subordinates under their command. If they died, it would be hard to accept even for the followers of the Demonic Way.

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