Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 422 - 308: On the Battlefield, What Use is a Gentleman? Seventeenth Level of True Technique._2

The Jianxie Sect has cultivated warriors for a thousand years, with a new generation inheriting from the old—and indeed, many promising seeds have emerged, fostering the hope of revival. It is certainly worth investing in them, allowing them to take the forefront in matters where my Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect cannot be openly involved.

Shedding the blood of other sects is always better than shedding one’s own.

With the prestige of my Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect today, I am not afraid that the Jianxie Sect could cause any trouble in a short period of time. Now is not the time to put a bridle on the Jianxie Sect.

Ling Xudu, who had a deep understanding of geopolitical landscapes, had many thoughts racing in his mind and already had an idea.

The Jianxie Sect will be of great use to me in the future!

Today, I shall remove this thorn named Zizaitian and will exterminate Lord Tan Lang beneath the Kunxu Mountains.

No matter what schemes Zizaitian has, what waves can a dead man stir?

"Taoist Mo, the breeze is clear and the sky is bright, please go ahead!"

"Your devotion to our sect, risking life and limb, is truly admirable. The share that belongs to Jianxie Sect’s interests, I shall forgo."

As the voice faded away, the letter handed to Ling Xudu by the elder in black and white Daoist robes instantly ignited in cyan and red flames. The strategic mastermind, Ling Xudu, bowed respectfully to Mo Qiuyong.

"Excellent!"

"Many thanks to Elder Ling for making this possible," the Third Elder said, not being able to hide a hint of relief in his expression.

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"Vigorous! Vigorous! Vigorous!"

"The Sect Master is truly vigorous!"

"That’s the feeling, this vivid feeling of being alive—I feel like I’m about to burst into flames."

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Speed against strength, sharpness against sturdiness.

However, Sword Qi has its limits, while Extreme Origin is boundless. The Phoenix Evil Divine Sword may be sharp, but Yi Chen’s Cultivation Body is even sturdier.

The Wusheng Sword Mother couldn’t help but frown slightly at this moment.

The purple-golden Daoist before her had cultivated a divine body through unknown means; even with the sharpness of her Phoenix Evil Sword, she could only barely scratch his skin, which was then instantly gripped by his muscles, preventing further progress.

There was a moment when he even presented a flaw, using his body as bait. If she hadn’t reacted quickly, moving the Phoenix Evil Sword with a secret shifting technique, it would probably have been caught in the strike from the Daoist’s pair of crystalline golden palms.

With his terrifying Divine Power and the strange "Mana," if it had hit—

Hiss—

It would have been like a young girl on her wedding night encountering a robust man...

Even with the Wusheng Sword Mother’s mental fortitude, she couldn’t help but feel a chill down her spine.

The innate talent and combat instinct of this purple-golden Daoist were unlike anything she had ever seen.

It was after that moment that she dared not take excessive risks. She could only activate the Lingxie Sword Formation, occasionally cutting open wounds on the purple-golden Daoist’s body, only to watch them heal in a matter of breaths, as if nothing had happened.

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What disgusted her even more was that the soul-absorbing, sinister howls of the Lingxie Sword Formation had no effect on the Daoist, and yet she was disturbed by an inexplicable force that made her feel irritable and overheated all over. She had to suppress it with her Mana.

Within the sword formation, images of ferocious dragons, tigers, and divine bulls wildly roamed around the Daoist’s body, roaring non-stop, like a troll spewing curses, mirroring their master.

The Righteous Voice that exorcises demons and defeats evil blocked over ninety percent of the sinister sounds. The remaining power melted away under the Divine Defense ability like fierce sunshine upon snow, vanishing without a trace.

While taking damage, he dealt even more, and with high damage, his recovery was incredibly strong.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of sounds erupted from the clash of metallic Sword Qi and crystalline Extreme Origin. Yi Chen, lost in the heat of battle, gradually cracked a smile, his expression growing more frenzied.

He occasionally let out strange cries.

Ah! Ha! Yeh!

In an instant,

It was as if the Demon Lord had descended from the heavens!

He was a veritable god of disaster among mortals!

Yi Chen’s face twisted in mania, his body and mind bestial, and each time a blade cut through his flesh, leaving a bloody trail, a sense of joy surged within him.

He craved for battle! He craved for blood!

This sensation of dancing on the edge between life and death made every hair on his body stand on end in excitement.

At this moment, his spirit became even more agile.

Relying on top-notch combat instincts, Yi Chen weaved through the sword formation, searching for the Wusheng Sword Mother who was controlling it.

"So you think you can fight? Come and try to kill me then~"

"Taoist Wusheng, you’re too conservative. Be more aggressive, I won’t clamp down on your Phoenix Evil Sword this time."

Looking at the figure of the Daoist in the formation, laughing wildly as if possessed by a demon, the Wusheng Sword Mother couldn’t help but feel a creeping terror.

"We can’t continue like this."

"Had this man’s speed not been inferior to mine, I would have likely been defeated by now. Continuing this standoff is not to my advantage."

"I might as well risk it all on one move! If it isn’t entirely successful, I’ll propose a truce and declare a draw."

"As long as the green hills are there, one need not fear a lack of firewood!"

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"Haha, how’s that, how’s that? My heart is so delighted!"

"I see you now, my cute little bug."

"With the last halberd, I’ll strike you dead!"

Yi Chen:

"Lone Peaks Stand Tall!"

"Paths Remain Untrodden!"

"Holy Halberd Heaven’s Inquiry!"

"One form, Exterminate Divinity!"

"Hidden Dragon Daoist, your life is over (over)!"

Suddenly, the maniacal look in Yi Chen’s eyes receded, reflecting the phantom of a strange and sinister black sword.

The images of a ferocious dragon, a malicious tiger, and a divine bull simultaneously burst forth from his Cultivation Body, transforming into three massive, lifelike phantoms, roaring vehemently. After their angry cries, the shadows merged back into his body.

A shadow resembling his own face suddenly appeared...

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Wusheng Sword Mother:

"Lingxie Sword Formation•Final Mode!"

"Gales Sweeping Sun, Gloomy Moon Ascends!"

"Ghost Veil Spans the Sky, Spirits Manifest!"

"Black Flames Fill the Heavens, Sword Ghosts, Cry Together!"