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

He lifted his head and cracked a smile at the distant figure of the White Dragon Demon Buddha.

"See, the Buddhist Sect highly values cause and effect."

"This is the cause you planted on your past path to Buddha, now you reap today's fruit."

"Natural disaster turns into human calamity, Karmic Force transforms into Catastrophe Sword!"

"And you, little Demon Dragon, you can't do anything, but no worries, Great Master, you will be the last monk from Kutuo Temple that I kill."

"How does that feel, is it despair?"

The transformation of Yichen's Holy Spear was already half complete when Yi Chen had been listening to the grand drama on his way here.

Now, even under the night sky, it shone like the sun.

On the shaft of the spear, four distinct marks struck the eyes with their brilliance.

These four marks were a White Small Sword, a Purple Bright Pearl, Black Armor, and a Purple Copper Bell.

Yi Chen referred to the Holy Spear as half-transformed because of this.

The powers of the four Supreme Magic Artifacts were too vast; the Holy Spear couldn't possibly digest them all in such a short span of time—its further transformation would rely on the Holy Spear's patient refinement.

However, despite this, the Holy Spear had already undergone a complete transformation.

Behind the sun-like shining of the Halberd Blade lay endless destruction and sharpness.

"Damn it, it's impossible, I've already made four Breakthrough Limits, why are you able to be so strong!"

"Impossible! It can't be~ My Buddha Land hasn't been realized."

"No, stop! Yi Chengzi, have you gone mad!"

"All the secret orders were given by me in secret, you deceived the weak, massacred innocent monks, are you not afraid of being entangled by Karmic Force, doomed to descend into the animal realm in the next life?"

The White Dragon Demon Buddha, holding a Golden Page Buddha Sword, attacked Yi Chen relentlessly, only to be casually parried by him, his boundless Masculine Power even made the Demon Body of the Demon Dragon Clan he painstakingly inhabited unable to hold back.

"You're really annoying, old geezer!"

"I have renounced both heaven and earth, rejected the cycle of rebirth. If we talk about descending into the animal realm for the deeds performed, with everything you've done, Great Master, you would certainly be in line ahead of me."

Noticing that the small white dragon in front of him was contemplating a scheme to use Flee Speed to break out of My Way Domain and escape.

With a flicker of his figure, swords clashed.

Yi Chen and the figure of the White Dragon shrouded in Buddha Light passed by each other.

Under the boundless Masculine Power, the monks saw purple blood suddenly spill across the sky, and half a demon carcass plummeted to the ground.

The Buddha Light shattered, Extreme Origin spread out, sealing the White Dragon's surroundings, revealing its True Form.

At that moment, many monks from Kutuo Temple showed disbelief in their eyes.

They never expected that the figure enveloped in the dense Gold Light of the Buddha, was a powerful member of the Demon Dragon Clan with whom they had many grievances in the Demon Realm.

"For every cause, there must be an effect, your retribution is me, little Demon Dragon!"

"I am the scourge of the people of Kutuo Temple!"

With a large hand, he lifted the upper body of the White Dragon Demon Buddha to his own eyes, Yi Chen's smile growing more ferocious, his large face magnifying in the pupils of the White Dragon Demon Buddha.

The massacre continued.

As blood spattered, the majestic Buddha Land was suddenly tarnished.

Screams of agony, roars of rage, cries of despair, and pleas for mercy were incessant.

"Yi Chengzi! Yi Chengzi! That's enough!"

"By killing me, isn't it enough? There have been enough deaths tonight."

"You say I turn natural disasters into human calamities at Kutuo Temple, that Karmic Force turns into Catastrophe Swords, but aren't you, Yi Chengzi, also creating karma today?" The White Dragon Demon Buddha's face twisted, constantly bellowing in anger.

"Ah? Great Master, have you forgotten? I am from the Dao Sect, we at Hidden Dragon Temple don't dwell on such matters." Yi Chen struck again with a spear to the throat, beheading a monk, and extracting another 'Demon's Relic'. Seeing that there was no one left from Kutuo Temple who could stand under the night sky, Yi Chen then dragged the White Dragon Demon Buddha to the peak of the Buddhist Temple.

Thud.

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out, Yi Chen threw the White Dragon Demon Buddha to the ground.

"Great Master, do you know what kind of person I hate the most?"

"That's the hypocrites who arrange others' fates in the name of great justice, who expect others to praise your good digestion when you force them to eat shit, I am talking about people like you."

"You, kind of person, who is two-faced and full of so-called justice, hiding your personal desires under the guise of righteousness, I don't even need to think about it—I definitely know you have a hundred excuses to absolve yourself of the various misdeeds at Kutuo Temple."

After a furious beating, Yi Chen sneered as he grabbed the head of the White Dragon Demon Buddha, pulling it up to his face.

"Master, couldn't you be a bit more sincere?"

"In fact, all you fear is death. You possessed Demonkin because you feared death; you didn't dare to act when the Demon Realm invaded also because you feared death. You have always been afraid of dying, such as the time you thought about abandoning the temple and fleeing, that too was out of fear of death."

"You don't even have the courage to self-destruct; between life and death lies great terror. Even those secret techniques you created, and the extreme risks you took to possess Demonkin, were probably also because you feared death."

"After all, the Demon Realm is growing stronger, the environment is more perilous, the Master must have some courage to choose the lesser of two evils."

"No! I do not!" The White Dragon Demon Buddha suddenly started shouting and roaring; the expression of resignation to death he had before was now completely gone.

"If you don't, then that's that. If you're wrong, you have to admit it, and if you're beaten, stand straight. Like when I say I'll kill you, it means I'll definitely kill you."

"By the way, for the sake of your cultivation body, I'll tell you a secret for free."

Suddenly, a voice transmission echoed deep within the heart of the White Dragon Demon Buddha.

"Master, perhaps you still don't know, if you were in the Demon Realm, you would call me—Lord Demon Emperor!"

"See, how straightforward Yi Chengzi is. When I chop someone, I never need them to remember me fondly."

With a whoosh, Yi Chen's hand raised and the Spear fell.

"Master, have a good journey, and do mind your hygiene!"

"Oh, no, Master, you can't do this!"

Amidst the angry roaring of the Spear, a Holy Halberd, gleaming like Gold, pierced straight through the White Dragon Demon Buddha, through the intestines, and out the back.

Yi Chen's Holy Spear was raised high, skewering the White Dragon Demon Buddha like a kebab, and with a flick of his hand, a plume of blood mist exploded in the sky.

"At least, I dare to comprehend, to cultivate, and to own up to my actions."

"Even if it's just to fulfill a promise to my master, I'm still more upfront than you bunch of losers."

"All will be judged by posterity as to their merits and faults."

Standing atop Mount Kutuo, looking down at the blood-stained ground, Yi Chen's expression was frigid.

Even in his past life, when he harvested leeks, he wasn't one to blow his own trumpet while pretending to uphold righteousness.

A few breaths later, he headed straight for a Buddhist stupa underground.

There was still a cluster of life forces squeezing together there.

Before coming here, he had already looked over the many reports on Kutuo Temple; the head monk of Kutuo was naturally within his prime focus.

Having killed for so long without the head monk showing himself, if Yi Chen wasn't wrong, this unlucky fellow and his sect must have been seized.

"Out of respect for Her Majesty, your death sentence may be pardoned, but living punishment is inescapable! Spend the rest of your lives in Sea Dragon City, with your mana sealed, self-sustaining."

Slap, slap, slap—

The crisp sound of slaps rang through the bottom layer of the Buddhist stupa's prison, leaving a group of senior monks sprawled out all over the floor.

Two slaps per person, not one less.

But no worries, he was holding back his strength—it would at most knock out a few teeth, no big deal.

Having done all this, Yi Chen took out a Golden Page and ignited it with Extreme Origin before striding away.

What a joke, did Yi Chengzi need to clean up personally? As if! The clean-up team from Great Qin was ready and waiting even before he set out.

Now that the affairs in Kutuo Temple were settled, it was time to invite the next lucky one—Mount Daguangming.

Beneath the night sky, the Taoist wore a pleased expression as he swiftly dashed across the horizon.

Having mingled in the Demon Realm for so long, he had long since learned the main component of those so-called black crystals—it was the source of the Demonkin's Strength, the Demon Heart.

Even Yi Chen had to admit, Kutuo Temple had over the years in the Demon Realm managed to research some real stuff, albeit using rather unorthodox methods.

"Relying on external objects to house Strength, the purity is too low, they deserve to be hanged and beaten by me in the sky!"

After glancing back at Mount Kutuo, now the size of a soybean, Yi Chen did not linger. He immediately surged with Extreme Origin Rage, breaking through space and away.

His Flee Speed was so fast that it rippled through the sky, like waves on the surface of water.

It could be said, if Yi Chen were to hit a mud truck now, he, Yi Chengzi, could assure you, the Earth would regret it.