SMACK!
The crisp, loud sound left Taiyi utterly stunned.
It caused no harm, but the insult was absolute.
'He hit me?'
'He actually hit me!!'
The Little Daoist Child clapped his hands in delight, but Taiyi didn't notice. He just stared at Lu Xuan in horror.
The gap between a Dao Fruit Cultivator and a Daluo wasn't just a world of difference in raw power. More importantly, they were beings on completely different levels of existence.
A Dao Fruit Cultivator exists beyond the Years. As long as they don't wish it, a Daluo can stand right in front of them and never, ever be able to touch them!
But now...
Lu Xuan shook his hand and chuckled.
"So you're not completely untouchable after all... An Ancient One, a Dao Fruit Cultivator? Heh..."
He leaned in, staring into Taiyi's gloomy eyes.
"Are you going to devour me, just like you devoured Emperor Jun and the Ten Golden Crows? I look forward to that day. I just hope you don't break a tooth."
