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

The Red Sea is vast and boundless, scattered with islands like stars in the sky, a territory long dominated by the True Blood Sect.

At this moment, on the largest of these islands, one could only see a golden-haired, blue-eyed barbarian riding an exotic beast, rushing forward with a fierce smile, attacking a group of frantic, fleeing natives.

His upper body was bare, with a heart-guarding fur swaying in the breeze as he let out a wild laugh, casting forth a blood-red lasso covered in vicious barbs,

The lasso circled in the sky before transforming into a streak of blood light, shooting straight towards the leader of the island natives.

The native leader, seeing the blood light hurling directly at him, inwardly cried out in woe; in less than a breath's time, despite his desperate attempt to dodge, he was still ensnared by the barbed blood-red lasso.

In the space of blood light's inhalation and exhalation, nothing was left on the ground but a patch of scalp.

"The native leader is dead; go capture the rest of those bipedal animals. The treasure ship of the Heavenly Ghost Sect is already waiting on the coast."

The golden-haired, blue-eyed barbarian patted off the non-existent dust from his black gloves and then, tightening the reins of the exotic beast, turned with a grin to his followers.

As everyone roared in agreement, a streak of golden light hurriedly flew from afar and landed in the hands of the golden-haired, blue-eyed barbarian—it was an odd Golden Page.

"Good! Good! Good! The great Blood Dragon Son has reached an agreement with the Ghost Worship Sect, and it's finally time to set foot on that fertile land. All warriors of the Manduo Tribe, return immediately, stop chasing those natives."

"In that direction lies the real big business; our time for the Manduo Tribe's warriors to make a name for themselves has arrived!"

The golden-haired, blue-eyed barbarian grinned, tossing the Golden Page to his subordinates before he unsheathed a blood-colored axe marked with a strange petal from behind and pointed it towards the east!

The Red Sea, being so vast, was naturally not just a paradise for demons; many barbarians who cultivate the Blood Path Techniques also held sway over the islands there.

And the Ghost Worship Sect, which dominated the West Continent Barbarian Continent, was no exception.

At this moment, led by a huge ship filled with Corpse Puppets on the deck, numerous magic ships decorated with various skulls formed a strange array and began swiftly advancing towards the Eastern Continent!

Unaware of the disturbances on the Red Sea, Yi Chen, after returning to Ling City leading the cultivators of the Nangong Family, politely refused the family head's invitation to a banquet under the pretext of seclusion and instead returned to his room, sorting through a great number of Storage Rings he had obtained.

Suddenly, various bloodstained Jade Coins appeared within Yi Chen's room.

White and green Jade Coins were the most abundant, and Red Jade Coins were not uncommon either; a rough estimate put them at nearly eight hundred thousand Deep Red Points.

This was an immensely vast sum of money.

And that's not even counting the Deep Red Points Yi Chen had gained from slaughtering the demon folk of the True Blood Sect's Sea Lion Altar!

At that, a rush of euphoria instantly surged over his brows; after the exhilaration, Yi Chen's expression turned fierce.

It looks like I'll have to rely on righteous plundering; all of my efforts in Yang City wasn't even worth as much as just a slight effort tonight.

He had not expected that the lowly Sea Lion Altar of the True Blood Sect could yield such an abundance of Jade Coins and resources—the origin of these treasures undoubtedly came from the looting after cities like Yang City had fallen.

Each Jade Coin was stained with the blood and tears of countless ordinary people.

No, not just the common folk, but also families of all sizes.

The True Blood Sect couldn't care less about you; if you don't cough up the 'Gold Coins,' they keep torturing until they are finished and throw you directly into the Nine Layer Demon Tower—take your esteemed seat at the Nine Layer Demon Tower, enjoy it as you will.

Compared to the Ghost Worship Sect, the aggression of the True Blood Sect was even more violent and bloodthirsty.

"These bastards are way too rich—no, way too excessive," Yi Chengzi spat.

"I, Yi Chengzi, cannot bear to see such beastly behavior; for these scoundrels, heavy punches must be delivered!"

"Gentlemen, I've avenged you; consider these Jade Coins my fee for taking action!"

With an indifferent expression, Yi Chen's hand slowly reached for the bloodied Jade Coins on the table!

"Deep Red! Breakthrough!"

With an inner roar from Yi Chen, the 18th layer of the True Technique was instantly achieved.

Familiar strength returning, a smile appeared on Yi Chen's face.

Accumulating the first "bucket of gold" is always the hardest, which is why his start in Yang City appeared slow; now, however, he had the capital to strike far and wide.

As long as he stayed cautious, changing his location after each strike, his strength could soar in a manner unforeseen by anyone!

Increasing sharply! Exploding! Skyrocketing!

For the safety of the people of the East Continent, he, Yi Chengzi, must act against them.

"No, I must not let the night drag on with many dreams; while the True Blood Sect's Sea Lion Altar's destruction has not yet spread, I need to hit a few more targets!"

"Opportunities in life sometimes come only a few times; if missed, you may never get them back! One must seize the initiative and strike!"

Yi Chen's eyes turned icy as he suddenly pushed open the window, dropping like a black swallow!

The next day, when the cultivators of the Nangong Family came to visit Yi Chen, they found nothing but an empty building.

And as time passed, the news of calamities befalling the smaller forces of the True Blood Sect and Ghost Worship Sect began to spread throughout Great Qian.

A black specter haunted the coastlines of the Great Qian border like a demon, causing the upper echelons of the True Blood Sect and Ghost Worship Sect endless headaches.

Ghost Worship Sect's Red Leaf Branch.

Outside a black courtyard, human skin lanterns hung at the entrance, burning intensely with trapped souls shrieking as the ghostly flames scorched them!