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

And the outer peripheral cultivators of the Ghost Worship Sect guarding the gate, upon hearing the screams by their side, not only remained indifferent but also felt as if they were listening to heavenly music.

Without the wailing of the weak, how could the value of the strong be realized?

As the earliest ones to surrender to the Ghost Worship Sect's Red Leaf sub-sect, they were extremely grateful for their choice to open the town gates at that time. If they had resisted to the death, their fate would surely be the same as the few unlucky ones inside the human skin lanterns, suffering immensely.

The two black-robed cultivators looked at the white bone skull emblem embroidered on their chests and couldn't help but puff up their chests with pride!

However, what they did not know was that at this moment, a tall and mighty dark figure was standing quietly in front of them, and they were completely unaware.

Not only that, even the experts of the Ghost Worship Sect inside the Red Leaf sub-sect failed to perceive the arrival of the tall and mighty figure!

Yi Chen looked up at the dim and unsettled light seeping out of the lanterns, his lips tugging into a cold smirk.

"There are always people who think they can always win, that they are invincible!"

Yi Chen strode forward, ready to push the door and enter, when suddenly he stopped his steps. His big hand suddenly grabbed the two black-robed human race cultivators at the door and smashed them together left and right!

Masculine Power struck. Caught off guard, the two cultivators who had just joined the Ghost Worship Sect had their brains burst open and died.

They died without knowing who had killed them.

For Yi Chen, secondary ghosts are always more hateful than true ghosts, because secondary ghosts are often more vicious than true ghosts!

Suddenly, the human skin lanterns outside the black courtyard went out, plunging the world into darkness!

Screams and wails began to rise within the mansion!

"Damn it, who dares to intrude on my Ghost Worship Sect's Red Leaf sub-sect!"

"Don't you know who I am? The Ten Thousand Souls Elder is my master. Fellow human Taoist, you better think carefully about the consequences of offending my Ghost Worship Sect!"

A middle-aged ghost cultivator looked at the tall and imposing figure before him, but couldn't help roaring loudly, beginning to desperately resist the increasingly ruthless assaults from the figure in front of him.

"Hehe, Ten Thousand Souls Elder, so impressive!"

"Do you know who the hell I am?" The tall and imposing figure sneered upon hearing this, his words seeming to show some disdain for the big name he mentioned.

"You... who are you?"

"Idiot, you don't even know who I am and you dare to threaten me? I'm your uncouth wild father you've never met!"

"Go and die, now I can rest assured even more!"

A quarter of an hour later, a tall and mighty figure quietly walked out of the courtyard, with flames suddenly bursting into the sky behind him!

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"You... you are Yi Chengzi, the Pure Yang Taoist Yi Chengzi?"

"Taoist Priest, spare my life, all the things here are yours, whatever information you want, I will tell everything I know, just spare me!"

A barbarian monk in a bloody robe and full-faced makeup was cornered by a tall and imposing figure, and in his severe fear, he actually stepped back and began to plead for mercy.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure from the figure before him, he, who was also somewhat renowned within the True Blood Sect, couldn't muster a bit of resistance.

You should know that just before, a Vice Altar Master with a similar cultivation level tried to escape and was instantly exploded by a casual hit from the Taoist Priest before him!

Without a doubt, if it were him, the end result would be no different.

"Spare you a horse, do you think I, Yi Chengzi, breed horses? One by one, when you're at death's door, you all want me to spare you a horse!"

"Give it here!"

Yi Chen grabbed the storage ring from the barbarian's hand and after a thorough search with his spiritual power, he finally withdrew his hand, sneering at the barbarian in front of him:

"That's all you got? Fellow Taoist, you're not being honest!"

"Be good, if you don't want to suffer more, cooperate more with me."

"It's better for everyone that way, don't you think?"

"You wouldn't make it difficult for me, right!"

As Yi Chen drew closer, a heavy shadow instantly enveloped the figure of the barbarian monk.

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"Don't come any closer! If you do, I guarantee I will destroy everything here!"

"Spare me a horse, all the stuff here is yours!"

"Fellow Taoist, you must know that I have the ability to destroy all the resources we looted before you kill me!"

Within a dungeon, an emaciated, white-haired old man calmly looked at the tall and mighty figure who suddenly intruded, and immediately threatened!

"Then try it!"

"Shen Hong!"

The Taoist looked up, his gaze becoming increasingly domineering, as a majestic halberd light suddenly emerged.

He had actually achieved a 'Breakthrough on the Battlefield'.

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"Haha, Pure Yang Taoist, kill me if you dare, but if I so much as furrow my brow, it means you're my father."

"You dream of getting even a bit of useful information from me!"

A Great Han with broken limbs leaned against a ruined wall, clenching his teeth and spitting out these words with hatred.

Yi Chen wielded the Blood Halberd, and with a flick of his hand, strings of blood beads slid down from the halberd blade!

"Idiot, you're calm because you're not afraid to die!"

"This poor Taoist is calm because I'm not afraid of you dying!"

"If you don't speak, do you think I won't find out on my own? Besides, if you won't speak, there are plenty others who will!"

Yi Chen looked at the stubborn Great Han with a serene smile slowly emerging on his face.

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Upon the wild plains, stars filled the sky.

Having ended a series of slaughters, Master Yi eventually chose to return to Ling City to rest and recuperate.

It was not for lack of effort, but the outside world—an apt term—was full of Ghost Worship Sect and True Blood Sect experts, forcing him to withdraw.

The situation had completely escalated; the lackeys from the Ghost Worship Sect and True Blood Sect were setting traps, seeking to lure Yi Chengzi into their nets. Would Yi Chen fall for such a ruse?

Given the circumstances, wouldn't it be better to simply return to Ling City, wash his feet, and let that bunch of fools struggle against thin air?

Gazing at the star-filled sky, Yi Chen's lips curled into a faint smile!

"Shen Hong! Grant me a breakthrough!"

Suddenly, Yi Chen's True Technique advanced once again, achieving the twentieth level in an instant, with the deficit for the next Deep Red Points needed for a breakthrough less than three million points.

Breakthrough accomplished, time to wash the feet, wash the feet!

Before long, Ling City was already within sight.

Inside the Nuanyu Building.

The Taoist ascended the high tower alone, under the hook-shaped moon; the solitude of the parasol trees in the deep courtyard sealed the autumn quietness.

Tears of rouge, the Taoist drunk, once acquainted, twice familiar.

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Beneath the great turmoil, dragons and snakes emerge from the land; Yi Chen ran to all corners, but was confined to only a thirty-thousand-mile radius, while elsewhere small-scale battles against the True Blood Sect and the Ghost Worship Sect continued.

In this world, there is never a shortage of wolves in sheep's clothing, but there are always righteous people who rise up to rebel!

"You've got some nerve, daring to assassinate members of my True Blood Sect's Blood Refining Altar. Name the person behind you, and I'll grant you a quick death. How about that?"

A man with a face full of horizontal meat, brandishing a Wolf Fang Club bristling with spikes, started a fierce battle with a young Taoist, whose eyes were as sharp as stars.

His Divine Power was extraordinary, his momentum rainbow-like, and for a time he even managed to drive the former into a successive retreat!

"Damn it! I, Situ Zhaixing, have fought my way through, how could I fall here today!"

"Starlight's glow, shine on me, I, Situ Zhaixing, have comprehended!"

"I am a True Monarch of Entering Dao, you mere Tiger Demon, accept your death quickly!!!"

After a series of blood spitting clashes, the young Taoist's gaze became increasingly bright; in the aftermath of the final collision, he suddenly spoke out, and at that moment his aura began to soar, breaking the Shackles and reaching the Near Dao Late Stage under the starry sky.

"No, this can't be!"

A glorious sword light flashed, and a fine head soared into the sky, as a shower of blood splashed. Only then did the young Taoist kneel on one knee and begin to catch his breath heavily against his sword.

After steadying his turbulent Qi and blood, the smile on the young Taoist's face became even more brilliant!

"Haha, as most people cultivate, the time spent only increases the further they advance, but to me, it's just the opposite."

"I can feel that under the shine of the stars, my comprehension greatly increases, allowing me to cultivate to the Near Dao Late Stage in less than ten days!"

"True Blood Sect, Ghost Worship Sect, just wait for me!"

"Truly... without me, Situ Zhaixing, the East Continent would be in eternal darkness!"

The young man, feeling the surge of Mana within his body, couldn't help but burst into laughter!

At this moment, the amassed forces of the Ghost Worship Sect and True Blood Sect were drawing even closer!