“I’ll take your cultivation level... for myself.”
The young man’s words made even the supreme beings of the Upper Realm tremble.
He was once a martial arts failure, born with narrower meridians than everyone else. Then, by chance, he obtained the Seed of Dao Devouring, a forbidden power that Heaven and Earth would not tolerate.
So:
If someone’s cultivation was higher than his, he would devour their cultivation first, then kill them with a single sword strike.
Wherever he went, the proud geniuses of the age became stepping stones, and the foundations of the strong became a feast for him.
The young man raised his head and gazed at the unreachable firmament.
“Heaven’s Dao, I’m going to devour you!”
