Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Husband and wife are birds of the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly off on their own.

What more for the likes of the Sky-Devil King and the man in black—two who joined forces halfway through their journey?

As the two fled desperately, Shen Hui and the others hurried after them. The fiery red lotus of the Buddhist disciple, truly a seed of divine power, was profoundly mystical.

As the immense red lotus radiance bloomed, wherever its light touched, the weaker demons and heretical cultivators seemed to ignite, bursting into flames that could not be extinguished.

The red lotus light seemed to also possess a delaying effect; the Sky-Devil King felt a weightiness upon him, his speed slightly decreased, allowing the Buddhist disciple and others to intercept him.

The man in black spat out another mouthful of blood, used a secret technique to break free from the constraints of the red lotus light, and then fled toward the mountains beyond.

Yi Chen followed the man in black out of the cave entrance without a second thought.

Strike while the enemy is sick, take their life.

The man in black, caught off guard, was attended by their group of seven in turns, already severely injured—was he not desperate to try his luck?

A True Person Realm seventh-layer demon—how many Deep Red Points would that yield?

Opportunities come but once.

He must act upon it.

A flash of cold light in Yi Chen's eyes, he decisively followed.

It was no wonder that Shen Hui, known as a once-in-a-millennium prodigy, a person close to Buddha, had realized the frightening powerful seed of Red Lotus Fire. Now that Yi Chen thought back on that dazzling radiance, he couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

Impossible to defeat, absolutely impossible.

Not even exploding three drops of golden liquid was enough.

Only by using the Soul Ignition Technique to burn to the extreme might he be able to drag the Buddhist disciple to mutual destruction.

"Shen Hui has gained yet another realization. I fear he will soon make further progress. If I fail to break through now, I might not even possess the qualification to die alongside him later."

Yi Chen watched the man in black frantically flee, his figure growing further away, and when he found himself alone, he utilized the exceptional ability unlocked after his second Agility-Breaking Realm to burst through the air for the first time.

Burst through the air—burning 10% of his blood essence for a temporary threefold increase in speed, lasting thirty seconds.

A faint mist of blood suddenly materialized, hovering over Yi Chen's Cultivation Body, then vanished as it was evaporated by a pale golden Inner Qi.

A powerful otherworldly force appeared on Yi Chen.

With the assistance of the blood mist, Yi Chen's speed surged, and he quickly caught up with the man in black again.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Without any needless words, the golden giant wielding a broadsword slashed at the man in black like a madman.

With only thirty seconds, not a moment could be wasted.

Under the influence of the tripling speed, combined with boundless potential energy, the edge of Yi Chen's sword became increasingly terrifying.

By this time, the man in black had reverted to his true form—a great demon with a black tiger head.

Watching Yi Chen, who was recklessly trading injuries with him like a madman, the demon was greatly puzzled.

"Zhang Longyi, have you gone mad? I can understand Shen Hui playing for keeps, but what madness has stricken you?"

"I am the sovereign of the mountain peaks, a descendant of the demon emperors, Xiao Tianji, you...."

After another violent collision, Xiao Tianji let out a retch, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his innards, and was sent flying away.

Yi Chen was the same, yet he immediately flew back with even greater speed and swung his sword again to strike.

Xiao Tianji had just broken through to the seventh layer of the True Person Realm and hadn't yet managed to begin condensing his seed of divine power. After being heavily injured and then relentlessly traded blows with Yi Chen's empowered Burst Through the Air, his Cultivation Body was on the verge of breaking.

"There are only three seconds left; I can't drag this out any longer."

In the fierce exchange, Yi Chen was also heavily wounded. The resilience of the demon, a descendant of the demon emperors, greatly surpassed his expectations. Despite severe injuries, he still wielded such power.

Yi Chen held the Dragon-Slaying Sword horizontally, and suddenly four tall Daoist apparitions appeared in the sky.

The four towering Daoists opened their mouths in unison, uttering a cold proclamation.

"Yang Ji·Four Symbols."

This was the first time Yi Chen used Yang Ji Four Symbols while being in such an intensely augmented state.

Three times igniting gold, True Yang Spirit, Burst Through the Air.

His body was already far beyond its threshold, and he could even hear the sound of muscle fibers tearing under the overwhelming and tumultuous force.

For a moment, the energy surged like a heavenly tide, sweeping across heaven and earth.

Four swords pressed down directly on Xiao Tianji.

Both sides understood that it was now a fight to the death.

"Ten Directions Boundless, Innumerable Demon Essence, Evil Tiger Vicious Visage, Devouring the Heavens Shatter!"

Xiao Tianji's expression turned cold, and with a wide-open mouth, he actually spat out a huge Demon Core.

Accompanied by an outburst of immense demonic power, Xiao Tianji's face transformed from ashen white to sullen gray. A huge and fierce tiger head phantom emerged from the Demon Core, moving against Yi Chen's sword edge, attempting to swallow the heavens in one bite.

As soon as the tiger head phantom appeared, Xiao Tianji seemed to exhaust all of his strength. His aura diminished once and again, only stabilizing around the fourth layer of the True Person Realm, clearly indicating that his Cultivation Body was grievously damaged.

Sword edge against fierce tiger head— which was stronger?

In the cold gaze of Yi Chen, the two powerful forces collided.

Vertically aligned, the sword edge and the tiger head fiercely eroded and countered each other. The two terrifying forces fully contacted, canceled out, and collided at that moment.

Sword edge against the evil tiger visage, the sounds merged into one, turning into an invisible shockwave that spread outward.

Initially, the world fell silent, and then erupted into boundless sonic waves, shaking the earth.

The airwaves were like knives, cutting through everything, leveling a nearby hilltop, and countless fragments of stone clattered down.

With each flick of his fingers, the pale golden Inner Qi on the sword's edge and the grey demon energy clashed tens of thousands of times, at first seeming equally matched.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Slash! Slash! Slash!

All shall be cut!

Yi Chen roared silently in his heart, frantically extracting every ounce of potential from his body.

With a single thought, he even added an Origin Point to his body's attribute, a point he originally planned to add to Spirit to assist in reaching the Spirit-Breaking Realm. Given the urgency of the situation, he placed this extra weight upon it.

Eventually, Xiao Tianji's cultivation body, having suffered too much damage, could no longer hold on after a brief stalemate, and his aura dropped again.

Falling to the third layer of the True Person Realm.

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The tiger's head phantom was finally pressed down by the furious sword edge.

Xiao Tianji let out a wretched smile, blood flowing from his seven orifices, knowing his luck had run out.

He roared to the heavens, "Zhang Longyi, my evil tiger clan will kill you! I'll be waiting for you on the road to the underworld!"

His voice, like a cuckoo bleeding, was piercingly mournful, yet filled with endless malice and resentment.

At this moment, he could no longer hold on, and his aura fell below the True Person Realm.

In an instant, the Yang Ji technique surged like a devastating tidal wave, piercing through flesh and form, destroying spirit and essence; the evil tiger form exploded at the sound.

Boom!

After shattering the evil tiger form.

The savage force cascaded down like a celestial river breaking through the earth, the sword heavily smashing into the ground, and golden Qi brilliance sparkling between heaven and earth, a small mushroom cloud rising in the night sky.

Starving! Starving! Starving!

Yi Chen was once again swept by a long-missed hunger.

This hunger gnawed at his bones and devoured his soul.

The energy organ within his body felt listless for a moment.

Yi Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he scanned the area for the shattered demon cores of Xiao Tianji, the rich aroma rushing into his nostrils and straight up to the crown of his head.

Not caring about the dirt or checking the information flow in front of his eyes, Yi Chen grabbed the nearest piece of demon core, mingled with a bit of soil, and started gnawing on it.

Wow, what a relief.

After a bout of eating, the hunger abated slightly, and Yi Chen sneakily looked around, relieved that no one had seen him. He then dusted off the last piece of demon core and elegantly placed it in his mouth for a chew, turning it into surging energy to nourish his damaged cultivation body.

At the same time, the Body-Breaking Realm's rapid recovery ability was furiously at work.

"Damn it, thank goodness nobody saw that. Otherwise, for a mere mission, to have the Buddhist disciple of Mount Daguangming caught with his pants down, and myself found eating off the ground—how could I live it down?"

Yi Chen dusted off his clothing and approached where Xiao Tianji had perished, his flesh now mixed indistinguishably with the surrounding soil.

Yi Chen casually picked out a few larger pieces for Little Miao, grabbed half of the tiger head along with the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and dashed towards the direction of the demon's den.

By now, a stream of information had been quietly waiting on his vision for some time.

[You have successfully slain Xiao Tianji, earning 1,300 Deep Red Points.]

Awesome!

With just a little more effort, he could look forward to reaching the eleventh layer of True Technique.

Yi Chen felt incredibly delighted for a moment.

The Buddhist disciples' insights might be strong, but his, Yi Chengzi's, were not bad either.

With his lifelong martial arts and heavenly wisdom, he refused to believe he couldn't have Shen Hui hanging by a thread after one year.

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A few dozen seconds earlier.

At the demon's den.

With the crowd entangled, the army leader and Feng Linsu arrived.

With so many experts attending to just one demon king, his great fortune was evident as he was already captured.

"Holy shit, what's that?" Cui Yu pointed to the echoes in the sky and the rising mushroom cloud, speaking in shock.

Following the direction of Cui Yu's finger, everyone looking up at the sky fell silent.

"It can't be that Yi Taoist died, right? He's been extremely arrogant, and that demon tiger was, after all, at the seventh layer of the True Person Realm. Even heavily injured, it's not easy prey," Cui Yu murmured, a smile involuntarily appearing on his face.

He had no good impressions of Yi Chen.

"Shut up," Qian Yueru snapped, suddenly anxious. Just as she was about to dart off to search for Yi Chen, a tall figure swooped from the sky, a half-tiger head in his hand.

Yi Chen landed in front of the army leader in no time, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Army leader, you got me screwed over! The intelligence was wrong!!!"

"There has to be a bonus!"

"I'm injured, severely, I fear it might impact my foundation."

Yi Chen said, tilting his head towards the army leader with the air of someone demanding an extra payment, yet his voice was full of vitality, showing no signs of a badly damaged foundation.