Chapter 266: A Battle of Life and Death, the Demonic Monk Duku
“If the young aren’t full of themselves, can they still be called young?”
The old Daoist was caught off guard for a moment. For some reason, he found that this kid’s words... were oddly pleasing.
Still, his brows furrowed. This matter wasn’t as simple as Li Yanchu imagined.
The third realm was a critical threshold[1]. Once you stepped into it, you’d truly transcend the mortal realm and enter the sacred realm.
In today’s world, third-realm experts were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Those in the advanced second realm were already at the top, but even among advanced second-realm cultivators, strength varied greatly.
Figures like Lord Gufeng and Lord Corpse Matron were in the first tier of that level. After all, in magical combat, real strength was proven in actual battles, and mere realm level meant nothing, unless it was a leap to a higher realm entirely, where the very nature of cultivation transformed.
The high mortality rate among Demonic Dao experts wasn’t because their cultivation methods shortened their lives. On the contrary, many lived longer due to slaughtering beings and practicing sinister arts.
The real reason their life expectancy was short was constant fighting, both against each other and against the righteous sects who hunted them down.
Most of their lives were spent in battle, so the turnover in the demonic and heretical paths was fast.
Anyone who survived and rose to become a great figure in those circles had extremely rich combat experience, along with far more sinister and intricate methods of tremendous power.
Therefore... For a fresh-faced young Daoist to think about challenging Lord Gufeng, that was nothing short of daydreaming!
Li Yanchu’s gaze, however, was resolute. He had an instinctive aversion to the idea of playing errand boy, especially since he had just rushed back from beyond the Pass.