Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 698 - 417: Quelling the Wolf Chaos, Beheading the Disloyal, the Terrifying Western Extreme Demon Country King Takes Action, Who Are You (Two in One)_3

The intense beat of drums rose suddenly, resonating with heroic fervor.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

The drumbeats matched the Taoist's steps, making his figure appear even more tyrannical and wild!

With each step he ascended higher, and at this moment, with the support of the Xiongshan Army, he no longer held back three parts of his strength for unforeseen events. Instead, he fully unleashed the power of the twenty-first level of his Pure Yang Lianji True Method without any reservations.

Extreme Origin filled the sky, crushing the drifting clouds.

At this moment, along with the grand display of Extreme Origin, there also came the sonorous Daoist chant from the harsh solitary peak, majestic and unparalleled in the Mortal World.

Stepping in the Big Dipper Seven Star Step, the Taoist would slay but not ferry!

"No Hidden Dragon seen for ages, never say the Human Realm is void, on the spot with just one hand, one man stands firm, World-Shaking Pure Yang is mightily strong."

"How laughable these barking demon creatures are, their spines broken, through three million years, the great river still flows eastward!"

Severed limbs and broken arms flew before the eyes, painting the world in deep shades of crimson.

Under the effect of the seventh Strength-Breaking Realm special ability Storm Gathering, the Taoist's strikes grew increasingly powerful and strong.

By now, the hairpin that bound the Taoist's hair had fallen, and Yi Chen's raven hair cascaded loose over his shoulders, his eyes shining like stars. At the tips of his hair, a subtle streak of crimson color quietly spread, his poetry echoed around Qiluan Peak.

"Thousands of miles of putrid scent, Pure Yang cleanses, granting you millennia of nothingness, cultivate in the Inferno Prison,"

"One day, I'll pay a visit to the Demon Capital, where ancient heroes watch from high above, and at Fortress Capital Temple, we shall meet again."

"Demon fate is hardly a match, Pure Yang stands supreme!"

"Great Qin's National Master Yi Chengzi pays a visit—"

As the chant faded, the Taoist had completely broken through the Demon Army Formation, clashing with the roaring Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf in a ferocious battle.

"How is this possible, how could your strength have increased so much!"

"Damn it, were you hiding your true power all along? With such cultivation, why did you run before, no, you were injured before, and none of that was feigned."

At this moment, feeling the increasingly stronger blows from the Taoist, the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf couldn't help but feel the onset of despair.

It took pride in its negative-eye spellcasting that even the Blood Dragon from the Eastern Demon Kingdom, its long-time rival, dared not ignore. Sometimes, the Taoist couldn't even be bothered to dodge, bearing it as if it were but a slight frost, as easy to brush away as dust.

"You..."

"What do you mean you, just now I was merely playing with you. Without the support of a military formation, what do you think you are that you dare insult me with your multiple heads?"

"You didn't expect it, but thanks to you, in the midst of my extreme anger, my True Technique has indeed advanced further."

"Ha-ha, little Demon Wolf, the purity of your power is too low!"

With a boom, the Ninth Halberd Move, Nirvana Rebirth, the Wheel of the Great Sun reappeared.

Within the Grand Grinding Disc of the world, an ancient golden Holy Halberd struck out, swatting the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf to the ground as if it were a mere fly.

"Ha-ha, little Demon Wolf, you look like a dog right now!"

"I gave you a chance, but you're useless!"

The Taoist's joyous voice echoed through the cold, harsh Shan Ling, Lin Luo's purple hair fluttering, the drumbeats growing even more intense, as the Xiongshan Army Military Generals looked on with shock at Yi Chen's proud figure, fighting alone against a Horde of Demons.

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They originally thought they had a high estimate of the National Master's strength. Wang Zhong even held a golden bow and a golden arrow, ready to provide support at any moment. Regrettably, it seemed they would not be needed.

A majestic figure suddenly landed, kicking up miles of dust. A giant foot, shrouded by the Taoist's mighty Soul, fiercely stomped toward the head of the fallen Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf, but it narrowly dodged, like a head of cabbage, the massive wolf's head barely missing the blow.

A fierce geyser erupted from the ground.

This stomp was so powerful, it pierced through the underground river, causing the dark river waters to surge outwards due to the pressure difference, forming a sky-high pillar of water.

The wolf's leg pushed fiercely, attempting to escape the relentless beating of Yi Chen's Soul, trying for a strategic turnaround.

Its action was exceedingly fast, but unfortunately for it, Yi Chen was faster.

With the stomp proving fruitless, Yi Chen swiftly changed tactics, turning the stomp into a sweeping kick.

You wanted to run, little Wolf? As the World-Shaking Pure Yang Yi Chengzi, I must keep up appearances. With a heavy kick charged with the weight of his Soul, the Lineage Severing Kick was struck squarely between the Demon Wolf's legs.

This kick was accurate and ruthless, hitting the target and even denting the Demon Wolf Dharma Form a bit, creating a sound of something breaking. The Xiongshan Army soldiers twitched, shuddering at the thought, and even the mighty phantom of Black Mountain flickered with ripples.

"Ow~ Ow~ Ow~"

"Ow~ Ow~ Ow~"

The Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf could not help but cry tears from all its eyes, releasing a continuous wailing.

Yet its cries did not evoke sympathy from Yi Chen. The State Preceptor Taoist Yi Chengzi actually laughed quite unscrupulously:

"Ha-ha, the dog's crying, the dog's crying."

"Tell me, little wolf pup, without your army formation, what are you before me? Come and fight me fairly."

Watching the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf he had kicked, its body embedded into the mountain in the distance, Yi Chen casually made a halberd slash, completely destroying the Devil Pool, already decorated in a Syrian style.

"Run, run! He's not human!"

Lurking behind the military formation, a crimson-faced Demonkin let out a howl, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes, as he struck down an adjacent demon enforcer with a mighty Demon Staff Magical Instrument, bashing open its skull before fleeing.