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

"Shen Hui, that's your Uncle-Master, Xuan Zheng."

"Let go, hurry and let go! Quickly suppress your heart demons!" The master of Mount Daguangming, Xuan Ku, looked at the scene before him and felt so heartbroken he wanted to die.

"Uncle… Uncle-Master?" Hearing Xuan Ku's roar, a struggle appeared on Shen Hui's face. He glanced toward Xuan Ku, and his hand, which had been clutching the throat of a frail old monk, slowly relaxed.

At that moment, a surge of black qi suddenly shot straight toward Shen Hui's forehead, forming a fierce mark as the veins twisted.

His hand suddenly tightened, twisting the old monk's head and smashing it mightily onto the ground!

Boom!

Blood splattered everywhere in a radiant pattern on the ground.

"Beast!"

"Everyone must die!"

"Evil demons bring calamity, all beings share the karma, murder purifies the world, Tathagata bears the sin!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A brilliant sword light surged towards Xuan Ku in the midst of his mournful cries.

Whether it was because Shen Hui still retained a trace of spiritual wisdom, the sword light actually sliced towards the root of Xuan Ku's thigh.

"Master, run!"

"I can't control myself! Hurry, escape, tell everyone to escape!" Shen Hui's eyes suddenly cleared for a moment, then were once again submerged in blood.

Blood gushed out, and the extreme pain transmitted from his cultivation body also awakened Xuan Ku.

He could not afford to care about the sinister force invading his wound; he had to endure the pain and flee swiftly toward the distance.

He needed to go to Mount Qingping to seek the aid of the Qingping True Monarch.

At this moment, in the land of Central Continent, only the Qingping True Monarch could subdue the frenzied Shen Hui and help suppress his heart demons.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Crack~ Crack~ Crack~

The continuous sound of a crimson Buddha Sword piercing through a massive vermillion pillar echoed, with a tip of the sword protruding.

Thud, thud, thud.

One beam after another was cut down until, suddenly, the Mahavira Hall, having lost its support, came crashing down.

Countless monks tried to escape, but how could they possibly outrun Shen Hui's murderous rampage?

In the cold moonlight, countless blooms of blood blossomed.

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"What? Shen Hui has succumbed to demons?"

Atop a deserted hill, Yi Chen looked at the severely injured Xuan Ku before him, his face a picture of shock.

Damn it, what the hell happened? Master Shen Hui, I hadn't even started influencing events, and you've already taken the reins?

While Yi Chen was hastily making his way to Mount Daguangming, he suddenly encountered a figure that was both strange and familiar.

Xuan Ku, the decision-maker of Mount Daguangming, naturally recognizable to Yi Chen who had come out to "make trouble," was immediately detained by the domain of "My Way" as he tried to pass.

But what Yi Chen never expected to hear was such shocking news.

"That's correct, Yi Taoist! The fault lies with this poor monk."

"The Heavenly Eye Relic was borrowed by me, and I nodded my consent to the four great monks who surrounded us; of this, Shen Hui was unaware, and many monks of Mount Daguangming are innocent."

"Taoist, your cultivation has greatly advanced. This old monk can see your might and is certain you have broken through to the Fourth Realm. Xuan Ku begs you, save Mount Daguangming, save Shen Hui~ any later will be too late."

Facing the miserable figure of the monk, Yi Chen fell silent for a time.

The development of the plot had passed beyond his control.

"If Yi Taoist does not agree, I would ask you to deliver a message to Qingping True Monarch. This life, I shall repay to Yi Taoist first."

Seeing that Yi Chen was unmoved, Xuan Ku gritted his teeth, turned his palm to Raise Origin, and immediately knelt down, palm-thrusting and shattering his Heavenly Spirit.

Wearing a look of sorrow, Xuan Ku chose to self-immolate.

"You are a real man! In consideration of Shen Hui and his 'Treasure Moonlight King Great Prajna Divine Elephant Technique,' I'll go check on his behalf as the Qingping True Monarch."

Looking at the lowered head of the monk before him, Yi Chen's face was complex. He was a man of sentiments, and his impression of Shen Hui was not bad, particularly as Shen Hui had gifted him twice.

As for how he would deal with Mount Daguangming, Yi Chen himself had not yet decided to what extent it should be done.

As the Sacred Devil merged, Yi Chen's golden purple hair reemerged, and under the moonlight, he began to fly rapidly. This flee speed exceeding Mach 31 caused ripples of strange waves in the flight trajectory space.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Mount Daguangming was already in sight.

Sniffing the strong scent of blood in the air and looking at the distant figure of the handsome yet familiar monk, Yi Chen's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Damn it.

It's got to be you, Brother Buddha Shen Hui, with the ruthless hand. You're a bit too civilized.

"Evil demons bring calamity, all beings share the karma, murder purifies the world, Tathagata…"

Just as Shen Hui's sword was about to behead a young monk, Yi Chen's figure flashed, and he flew to the scene.

Slap!

Under the moonlight, the solemn voice of the Taoist echoed.

"Master Shen Hui, calm down. Everyone's almost been killed by you."

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Under the same night sky, Ying Si was engaged in a game of strategy with a member of the Supreme Daoist Sect inside the Cave Heaven.

"Esteemed Taoist Uncle, may I borrow the 'Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture' for a look?" Ying Si said with a jovial smile, immediately making a move.