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

The path to slaying gods is one of certain death, with no chance of survival!

No words could capture the essence of this halberd strike!

Under the magnificent glow of the halberd, all the negative magnetic fields enveloping the Taoist were completely absorbed, driving the strike to move forward in an unfathomable trajectory.

The Abyss Hell—this is the Pure Yang Saint Halberd's ultimate forbidden technique, second only to the Heavenly Opening Technique. It is a terrifying move unleashed at the brink of life and death, powered by the Taoist's unyielding obsession, ferocity, and determination.

Under the overload of power, the negative magnetic field forces surrounding the Taoist's cultivation body found an outlet at last, erupting wildly.

Once the magnetic field power surpassed the million threshold, it ascended into sublimation. Under the terrifying pressure, the cultivation body could not withstand the force and would be instantly torn apart.

At the twenty-eighth stage of True Technique, just as one stepped from the Qi Breaking Realm to the Divine-breaking Realm, the magnetic field power would reach its peak, and the rapidly increasing Extreme Origin would rip apart the undeveloped primordial spirit and cultivation body. This is why the Taoist had previously admitted that his path forward seemed utterly cut off.

As the primordial spirit descended, plunging into a boundless darkness, a sudden ray of light flashed within his Sea of Consciousness. A great sun rose once more.

The divine light, as if granting heavenly forgiveness, illuminated the dark Yin Bureau and brightened every corner. The Taoist's withered body, as though receiving a blessing after a long drought, regained vitality, and his cells began brimming with life again.

As the power was released, the bloody red in the Taoist's eyes gradually receded, and his gaze returned to a clear black and white.

Leaning on the Saint Halberd, he panted heavily while the Sea of Consciousness within him began radiating with bright light once more.

Taking advantage of the moment when most of the Extreme Origin power had dispersed, the Taoist's primordial spirit began to evolve rapidly—ascending!

With the primordial spirit's effect on his physical body, he began to gradually adapt to the immense surge of power within him.

"Hahaha, quack! Truly, the heavens never utterly cut one off."

"So long as this impoverished Taoist wishes to walk, the path... shall be beneath my feet."

"The Pure Yang Lianji True Method, twenty-eighth realm—achieved on this day."

"Fuck your mother! Come fight me one-on-one! I'll hack you to death!"

"!@#￥%"

"Abyss Hell!"

Suddenly, the Taoist burst into a maniacal laugh, raised the Saint Halberd, and with his white hair fluttering, charged upstream!

A terrifying aura erupted from his cultivation body. As his Holy Skill ascended, his momentum grew stronger and more unstoppable, escalating at an astonishingly unprecedented speed that left onlookers utterly stunned.

Even the Spirit Buddha and Saint Scholar, who were holding the Yin Yang Extreme Jade and preparing for a strategic retreat, stopped in their tracks to observe.

The Spirit Buddha's face was filled with shock as he clasped his hands in the lotus Dharma Seal and began to divine.

Soon, his expression drastically changed.

"Saint Scholar, fate—fate has shifted."

"Fate, at this very moment—it comes."

"Yi Chunyang, he actually succeeded! Fate is forged through slaughter, not idle waiting."

"The course of the future is now altering."

Suspending himself in mid-air, the Spirit Buddha sat cross-legged in wonder.

"Indeed, the younger generation is truly formidable."

"Previously, Yi Chunyang's cultivation level differed little from ours. Yet his relentless momentum and resolve to embrace death to live again display such tyrant thoughts that one cannot help but admire. We, in comparison, fall far short."

"This time, it is he who leads the way ahead of us."

The Saint Scholar adjusted his slightly tilted courtier's crown, his usually calm tone shimmering briefly with excitement before vanishing.

At that very moment, golden blood rained from the Nine Heavens above.

For every drop of blood that fell, all things came alive.

The countless life essences stolen by the Lord of the Heavenly Tower from the Dragon Realm over the years began returning vitality to the barren Dragon Realm soil as his divine blood poured down.

The earth's spiritual nature gradually revived.

"Fuck your ancestors, fuck your ancestors, fuck your ancestors!"

"You dogspawn! You're fucking doomed; do you hear me?! You're fucking doomed!"

"Abyss Hell! Abyss Hell! Abyss Hell!"

As time marched on, the Taoist wielded the Saint Halberd with increasing ease, driving the Lord of the Heavenly Tower into utter defeat under the crushing power of his break through True Technique!

In the Nine Heavens above, the golden-armored deity, drenched in blood, struggled with overwhelming frustration and nearly spat blood from sheer indignation.

Just when he was at the critical juncture of comprehending a Divine Skill, this man had abruptly interrupted, halting his ascension—and now, the Taoist even surpassed him in breakthroughs. This drove him mad with hatred, sparking fear deep within his heart.

"Yi Chunyang! Master Yi! Please, stop already! No more!"

"Abyss Hell!"

The response to the golden-armored deity was yet another blow of the Taoist's Abyss Hell Technique.

With True Technique ascended, the Taoist was astonished to find this forbidden move... now executed with effortless grace.

Discovering he could unleash this deadly strike nearly a hundred times continuously without exhausting himself, he saw no reason to hold back. He resolved to send this cunning fiend off with ninety-nine rounds and give him a spectacular burial!

"Yi Chunyang, you're fucking insane!"

"Yi Chunyang, can't you use another technique?"

"Nope!"

"I... I refuse to accept this! I, Siccas, was destined to achieve supremacy over the universe! How... how can I fall here?!"

And thus, after enduring seventy-two Abyss Hell strikes, the golden-armored deity from the Nine Heavens was ultimately blasted apart as the Taoist casually used his forbidden technique as a basic attack.

Golden rain poured in torrents, drenching the Dragon Realm below.

Three days later.

On the floating island, birds chirped, and flowers bloomed as always. The Spirit Buddha and Saint Scholar arrived again together.

Today, they came to entreat the Taoist to share his insights from the breakthrough. Three days prior, the Taoist had just emerged victorious and needed time to stabilize his new realm. They had refrained from bothering him and instead scheduled this small gathering for today.

However, as soon as they set foot on the island, they were greeted by a familiar, wooden, expressionless face.

Who else could it be but the golden-armored deity from the Nine Heavens?

This bizarre sight stunned the two into teleporting away, retreating outside the island in a flash.

"Fellow Daoists, don't panic! Everything is within this impoverished Taoist's grasp. He doesn't bite."

Amid soft laughter, a burly Taoist stepped out from behind the golden-armored deity, sunlight showering his form and casting an immense shadow behind him.

"W-what on earth is going on?" the Spirit Buddha and Saint Scholar exclaimed in unison.

"Ah, just a little trick this impoverished Taoist figured out during these three days. I apologize if I made you laugh. If you don't believe me, watch."

With a carefree smile, the Taoist turned and asked:

"Siccas, would you be willing to be this impoverished Taoist's loyal hound? Bite whomever you're told, however many times you're told?"

Under the astonished gaze of the Spirit Buddha and Saint Scholar, the golden-armored deity dropped to one knee with a thunderous thud, answering mechanically, coldly:

"I am willing!"

The screen froze at this moment.

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"Quack! Truly mighty and powerful, mighty and powerful indeed!"

"Between life and death lies great terror—but also great opportunity. Fellow Taoist, your Wu Liao is my Wu Liao!"

The Heavenly Wind howled as the Taoist, seated in the palm of a massive brown bear statue, began to laugh uncontrollably on the Yin Land plains.

Unmistakably, this lifelike colossal brown bear statue was something Yi Chen had sculpted for himself using magnetic forces prior to his breakthrough.

Though no bears existed in Yin Land, it didn't matter. Yi Chengzi could simply sculpt one as his mascot.

Ultimately, the breakthrough turned out tranquil and seamless, completed without a hitch.

"Marvelous, marvelous, truly marvelous! The twenty-eighth stage of True Technique—unspeakably exquisite!"

Amid the Taoist's laughter, a terrifying phenomenon suddenly erupted.

About the time for one cup of tea to pass, the Taoist descended from the statue, the colossal bear crumbling into dust like weathered sand.

As his gaze shifted, a virtual interface materialized before his eyes!

[Name: Yi Chen]

[Lifespan: 24/168000]

[Strength: 510, {Strength-Breaking Realm advanced ten times: Penetration lv10. Energy lv10. Energy Storage lv9. Accumulating Strike lv8. Bleeding lv7. Challenge lv6. Manifestation lv5. Storm Gathering lv4. Frenzy lv3. Horizontal Slash lv2. Ascension lv1 (Doubles strength from basic strikes by consuming physical energy at twice the rate.)}]

Physical Strength: 481, {Body-Breaking Realm advanced nine times: Excess Energy Storage lv9. Overload Recovery lv9. Teleport lv8. Limb Regeneration lv7. Blood Thirst lv6. Jade Network lv5. Sacred Image lv4. Energy Absorption Reflection lv3. Phantomize lv2. Purification Erosion Field lv1}.

Mental Power: 496 {Spirit-Breaking Realm advanced nine times: Divine Defense lv9. Divine Concealment lv8. Insight lv7. Gazing lv6. Soul Absorption lv5. Spiritual Guard lv4. True Sight Pupil lv3. True Words lv2. Protection lv1}

Agility: 481 {Agility-Breaking Realm advanced nine times: Quickness lv9. Space Break lv8. Shadow lv7. Sweeping Through lv6. Move Form lv5. Resist lv4. Streaming Light lv3. Shadow Path lv2. Shadow Binding lv1}]

[Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Lianji True Method, twenty-eighth layer.

Passive Skills: Devouring Origin. Pure Yang Domain lv16. Mimicry. Pure Yang Flame Prison. Golden Edge Soldier Prison. Primordial Spirit Radiance X3.

Active Skills: Divine Power Activation. Pure Yang Thirteen Blazes All in Void lv13. Soul Overload. Pure Yang Law Body. Demon Sun State. Holy Sun State.

Active Skills: Soul Ignition Technique (Ultimate Sublimation, consuming life essence to kindle one's spirit with Pure Yang mental power, igniting others' life essence to replenish one's own. Enemy contributes 85%, self contributes 15%.)

Active Skills: Filth Soil Seal (Any being you slay and imprison within the Pure Yang Flame Prison can have their Divine Soul Mark reconstructed via this seal, delivering reincarnation under your control. The reincarnated entity's Spiritual Wisdom slightly diminishes, but their power retains 90% of its original strength. Reincarnated beings are wholly loyal to their creator. Current available Filth Soil Seal uses: 1. Recoverable upon expended.)

Active Skills: Five-tiered Sacred Devil State (With the sublimation of electromagnetic Divine Patterns, breakthrough limitations and ascend once more. Leverage electromagnetic principles as a battering ram and exploit Decay Dao to unravel all things, releasing incomprehensible power. Ignite the Pure Yang Saint Flame within, possessing infinite strength and reversing creation. In this state, neither energy nor molecular signals leak outward, maintaining an omnipotent and infinite force akin to a closed system. This state's strength is fiftyfold that of Holy Sun or Demon Sun States. As long as the body remains unharmed, this state can be retained indefinitely.)

Combat Technique: Supreme True Martial God Halberd Technique (Mutation).

Combat Technique: Pure Yang Holy Fist (Mutation).]

[Cultivation Technique: Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique, eighth layer.]

[Passive Skills: Danqing Painting Skill lv2, Auspicious Event Host lv2, Funeral Host lv4. Culinary Skill lv7. Fish Dragon Dance lv7.]

[Origin Point: 1]

[Deep Red Value: 1,290,168,518]