Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 420 - 307: The Violent Hidden Dragon Taoist, Ling Xudu’s CPU is Overheating_3

"Hehuan Sect’s Great Elder, Hidden Dragon Taoist, sends her regards!"

"Fellow Daoist is a woman who doesn’t let men overshadow her, both in cultivation and demeanor, I admire that."

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"If today Fellow Daoist were to fall, I promise to only slay the upper echelons of the Jianxie Sect and not extinguish its lineage, putting an end to all their descendants."

"Aren’t you curious about the true purpose of my visit today?" Yi Chen’s eyes flashed with a strange color, and he couldn’t help but ask aloud.

"Is that important? You, Daoist brother, come with your compelling reasons, and we from the Jianxie Sect press on the Northern Region, wishing to establish the Alliance of the Myriad Stars Sword, also with our unavoidable reasons. There is never one true ’righteous cause.’ When my Jianxie Sect eventually prevails, great scholars will interpret the scriptures for me, and the same goes for you."

"In this world, there is no ’righteous cause,’ only rules and order."

"Indeed, that’s the most insignificant matter." Yi Chen laughed with a hint of self-derision, apparently finding his own question somewhat foolish. At this moment, he felt a rise in respect for the beautiful swordswoman before him. Of course, this bit of goodwill didn’t affect Yi Taoist’s resolve to kill her.

A dead and motionless enemy is the best kind of enemy.

Both parties fell silent for a second, losing their voices.

Onlookers either stood on the strange rocks atop the numerous peaks of Kun Xu Mountain or floated in the air with their hands behind their backs, looking on from afar, all silent, watching this all unfold.

This was True Monarch Dao Zhen’s battlefield.

And a rare opportunity as well.

One second later.

Both parties took action simultaneously.

"Spirit Evil Sword Formation · Division · Cocoon Kill!"

Wusheng Sword Mother let out a clear shout, and the long sword in her hand suddenly moved on its own, rapidly splitting into twelve dark and sinister swords, forming a tight circle around Yi Chen at the center.

"Tyrant rises with a halberd, Devour Heaven and Earth!"

"Burn the seven emotions, scorch the six desires, let the thirteen flames of Pure Yang become emptiness!"

Yi Chen’s fighting spirit was also fully ignited at this moment.

He once again found the feeling of being alive.

It was this sense of pressure that made his nerve endings begin to quiver with excitement.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Aside from everything else, it was just about the battle.

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At this moment, there was only the most pure fighting spirit in Yi Chen’s heart.

Above his purple-golden cultivation body, the ferocious dragon, the malevolent tiger, and the vicious green bull, the three tattoos became more lifelike.

The sword techniques of Wusheng Sword Mother came with a bewitching sound that entered the mind. It not only possessed strange powers but also the ability to trap people. However, facing it with a strong body was the most fitting response.

Divine Power is infused.

Yi Chen raises his halberd to meet the challenge.

That moment.

Sword Qi lingers nine yards high, Extreme Origin splits the firmament.

Speed against strength, sharpness against resilience.

Wusheng Sword Mother formed sword gestures, and the true body of the Phoenix Evil Sword transformed into an ordinary Sword Qi, hidden within the twelve huge sword lights.

Yi Chen channeled Divine Power, again and again, wielding unmatched halberd techniques in succession.

Many ultimate moves collided within the heavens and earth, their uncontrollable might meeting and exploding, roaring, friction, and canceling each other out.

For a moment, angry winds raged, gales swept over the mountains, with only the grass lying flat, surviving.

"Activate the formation, the great protective mountain formation!"

The elder in the black and white Taoist robe saw this and his face changed drastically, he couldn’t help but shout loudly. With a thought, a black sword-shaped command token immediately shot into the mist.

As the third elder of Jianxie Sect, and from the Punishment Hall, using his command token to stimulate the formation to its second layer was already enough to withstand the might of Yi Chen and another’s exchange.

The mist dissipated, forming a barrier that resembled transparent plastic, thick yet thin, blocking the aftermath of Yi Chen’s exchange and the spilling might.

Indeed, at the moment when the "Thirteen Pure Yang Fiery Dao" sounded, the elder in the black Taoist robe felt an intense desire to burn, his inner fire rising, and for a moment, his heart chilled. Had he not activated the grand formation to cut through the strange fluctuations in the heavens and the earth, blocking the Dao sounds, the ordinary disciples of Jianxie Sect would have perished in moments!

As the mist turned into a formation, and the formation was established, the elder in the black and white Taoist robe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked down the mountain, only to see that already more than ten disciples were unable to suppress the inner fire within their bodies and were rolling on the ground.

Fortunately, the grand formation was activated in time, preventing even greater disaster.

"Master, this... this person comes with ill intent, do you think the Sect Master can really win?" The seductive woman’s face turned pale, she stared blankly at the distant battle, her tone had changed from frivolous.

"Can... can, no, the Sect Master is invincible, he must be able to kill this person."

"The Sect Master will not lose, he must not lose!"

As if convincing himself, the elder’s tone shifted from doubtful to determined, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, not caring for his female disciple who was deeply engrossed in the study of the "Three Thousand Year Sword Dao," he turned and swept towards a mountaintop.

The Sect Master’s actions did not quite resemble a man’s, but were even better than a man’s, although he also engaged in cunning schemes, he was someone who kept his promises. Having set the rule for a fair one-on-one fight to the death, he could not possibly make a surprise attack.

But he, the elder of Punishment Hall, could.

For the sake of the sect, what was his personal honor or disgrace?

You should know, there was still a high-ranked practitioner from Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect present at Jianxie Sect at this moment.

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"Ha-ha, I’ve recognized it."

"Although it is even more amazing than what the intelligence reported, such anomalies, it must surely be him without a doubt."

"Autonomous Sky, Lord Tan Lang, you’ve hidden yourself so deeply, Hidden Dragon Taoist, the great elder of Hehuan Sect, Lord Tan Lang, Zhang San the renegade of the Legalist School, all these are connected."

"The Sect Master once said, among the sixteen strongest powers of the Eastern Continent, the cultivation and schemes of the Heavenly Master of Autonomous Sky could be placed within the top three, one of the very few people he could not see through."

"This Lord Tan Lang, being a True Monarch of the Severed Path, actually plays the fool; could it be that Hehuan Sect, small as it is, has some great secret?"

"Or is it that the Heavenly Master of Autonomous Sky has laid his pieces in advance, wanting to covertly compete with my Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect for control of the Northern Region?"

Those with tactical minds always have dirty hearts. As the top strategist of Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect, Ling Xudu, who had recently advanced to the Severed Path realm, ran through countless schemes in his head but kept dismissing them.

As a strategist-like figure of Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect, he handled innumerable pieces of intelligence daily, and information about the rise of Yi Chen naturally included among them, leaving a trace impression amidst the vast sea of intelligence.

He could never have imagined that all of this was the act of a Severed Path powerhouse.

"Hidden Dragon Taoist, have you gone mad?"

"Given that there are better ways to accomplish this, why would you keep jumping out? Are you laying false leads to draw our attention? What exactly is the Heavenly Master of Autonomous Sky plotting?"

Caught in a tangle of countless thoughts, even with the intellect of Ling Xudu, a True Monarch of Severed Path, his CPU seemed ready to smoke with no conclusion about what medicine Lord Tan Lang was selling in his gourd.

"The Sect Master is right; the people of Autonomous Sky are mysterious and sly, truly no straightforward affair. The Doumu Origin Lord is mad and erratic, with no logic in her actions. Her subordinate, Lord Tan Lang, and even the Heavenly Master of Autonomous Sky are the same."