Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 565 - 367: A Family Should Be Together and United!_2

"Yi Taoist, when one can spare others, one should. Excessive killing intent harms the harmony of heaven and may lead to future misfortunes..."

"One move!"

"I will only make one move! You can all attack together!"

Yi Chen abruptly cut off the Yan Family ancestor's words.

"Really?"

"If there are any lies, may my spirit vanish completely, I can swear upon my Daoist heart!" The towering Daoist on the Golden Throne grinned, a hint of mockery hidden in his eyes.

The various elders of the Yan Family exchanged glances, silently nodding to one another.

If it was just a matter of withstanding one move from this powerful adversary blocking their path, they were willing to try.

The numerous young disciples of the Yan Family on the building ship were their tentacles; unless absolutely necessary, even the Yan Family ancestor was loath to abandon them.

If they ended up alone and without allies, would they themselves have to collect ordinary cultivation resources and gather intelligence?

"Daoist friend, please!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the Yan Family ancestor at the center, along with eight other elders, formed a circle, chanting in unison: "Eight Qi Return to Origin!"

Their mana blended together, propping up a thick, earth-yellow spherical barrier.

The eight elders each brought out an earth-yellow octagonal copper mirror, revolving around it, while at this moment, the Yan Family ancestor, invoking some secret technique, his face flushed red, his aura soared again, surpassing two realms and reaching the third realm before stopping.

At this moment, his aura was only slightly inferior to that of the Red Flower Old Demon.

"Daoist friend, could you tell us how you were able to accurately determine our whereabouts?" the Yan Family ancestor asked cautiously, still testing.

"If you survive, I'll tell you!"

"Arrogant!" The eight Yan Family elders couldn't help but rebuke in unison.

Countless disciples of the Yan Family on the building ship also couldn't help but look towards the scene, their eyes flickering with excitement.

The Daoist looked down on all, exulting atop the Golden Throne, not infuriated by the scene.

He casually raised the long halberd in his hand, seemingly nonchalantly, then slashed out with it.

"Halberd Nine·Nirvana·Wheel of the Great Sun!"

After the consumption and extrapolation by the wicked swordsmanship of that great fleshly chicken, Yi Chen's nine ultimate moves had progressed even further, becoming more ferocious and violent!

To deal with the Yan Family, half of the Ninth Halberd Move was enough; if the transformation of rebirth after Nirvana were to be fully executed, it would consume a ray of Primordial Spirit light, which the current Yan Family was not yet worthy of.

Before the ultimate move was executed, it was like a hidden dragon in the abyss, inconspicuous and unremarkable.

The moment it was deployed, it revealed its towering magnificence!

This halberd move surged like a fierce torrent, sweeping across the wilderness, shaking all directions.

Boom!

The ground seemed to burst with a terrifying rainbow of extreme light.

At that moment, the faces of the Yan Family ancestor and the elders changed drastically!

They tried their best to channel their mana, attempting to sustain the earth-yellow barrier, but alas, it was in vain.

Within the pillar of Extreme Origin light, the eight Halberd Moves combined and evolved, violently eroding everything within the ultimate move.

In the space of a breath.

A crack sounded softly.

The first of the octagonal copper mirrors shattered on cue, followed by the subsequent seven mirrors exploding one after another!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the eyes of the despairing Yan Family, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the spot; a giant cloud of dust obscured the sky, darkening the heavens instantly, and the world roared in response.

Amidst the thunderous rumbling of the earth, the Yan Family ancestor's screams could be heard; the eight elders, still in their previous positions, were as if erased from a canvas by a gentle stroke of an eraser. The ones who could still scream, leaving behind severed limbs and body parts, were only the Yan Family ancestor.

"How weak, an old Dao Mastery cultivator, seems like there are even traces of unnatural growth, I had overestimated you all," Yi Chen mocked as he stood up, a large hand waved and a storage ring from a severed limb flew into his hand.

'Ah, a devil!'

'Run! This monster, he killed the ancestor! It's over!'

The disciples of the Yan Family, seeing their ancestor fall, as though the divine abode in their hearts had collapsed, were all utterly terrified, scattering in all directions, trying to escape!

"Thinking of running, can you escape?"

"A family should indeed stay together as one!"

Yi Chen's expression was cold and harsh, his heart as firm as iron. He tossed the long halberd skyward, which was instantly caught by the Mirror Entity, "Go, kill! Leave none alive!"

Under his command, the Mirror Entity gave a slight bow toward Yi Chen, who sat upon the Golden Throne, then, brandishing the Holy Halberd, began the massacre!

His pupils reflected the weeping and wailing of the Yan Family members as flames fiercely blazed aboard the building ships.

But no matter how these people fled, they could not escape the terrifying halberd light that reaped souls and stole lives.

With the power of the Mirror Entity, describing this scene as an unparalleled reaping was not an overstatement.

In less than the time it took to drink a half cup of tea, the form of the Mirror Entity slowly vanished, and a long halberd suddenly fell from the sky, embedding itself directly behind the two blazing building ships.

Yi Chen rose to his feet, undaunted by the fire, he strode through the burning ship's hull, creating a large humanoid hole, and pulled out the Holy Halberd.

At this moment, the halberd's body was still as smooth as a mirror, flickering with dazzling white light.

Looking at the scene of utter devastation, Yi Chen slammed his halberd onto the ground and gently prodded a certain spot on the burning building ship.

Boom!

A specific spot on the building ship where a Formation had secured a storage space suddenly burst, scattering a pile of rare and exotic treasures over the ground.

"Miao Zi, swallow these treasures for me, tidy things up."

With a single thought, Yi Chen patted his spirit beast bag, and Miao Zi immediately appeared to clean up the battlefield.

From today on, the Yan Family of the great Da Yue noble families would be no more.

Years ago, the ancient ancestor of the Yan Family was a coachman who led horses for the founding monarch of Great Yue. Due to his outstanding talent and strength, he was promoted and seized the opportunity to distinguish himself,

Later, when the world was in chaos and the previous dynasty was on the brink of collapse, the by then slightly accomplished ancestor of the Yan Family took it a step further and ultimately became one of the nine great noble families.

Unfortunately, some people's ambitions became too swollen, mistakenly overestimating themselves.

They confused the opportunities of the era for their own capabilities.

The reason why the Yan Family could become one of the nine great families was that Yue Qingping needed to sprinkle sand into the families, support puppet forces that belonged to her, and dilute the noble families' right to speak.

And the Yan Family became bloated.

What they didn't know was that without their family, the royal family of Da Yue could have propped up the Niu Family, the Ma Family, the Zhu Family; they were merely the lucky ones of that era.

These fools not only ran away on their own, but they also dared to take advantage of their positions, absconding with part of the Great Yue treasury, hoping to further advance.

Did they really think Yue Qingping's possessions were so easily taken?

"How foolish and greedy, not even realizing that among the looted treasures was sand mixed in by the Great Yue royal family," Yi Chen extracted the green token given by Yue Qingping and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

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The Yan Family's dog had been raised by the Yue Family for a millennium, and now its time had come to an end.

Even Yi Chen couldn't help but speculate with the utmost malice that the Yan Family's actions might have been the result of the Yue Family's deliberate indulgence and leading from the shadows; who knows what other dark secrets were involved.

Although the Yue Family now only possessed the land of two capitals, the four great military branches of the Great Yue were still largely in their hands. Their foundation alone was on par with any super sect.

Now the Yue Family had taken a step back to advance, retreating behind the scenes, pushing both the Dao and Buddhism to the forefront, watching the tigers fight from the safety of their mountain. With the potential to attack or defend in the future, Yue Qingping even secured a promise from Emperor Qin Ying Si.

As long as Great Qin existed, they would grant eternal wealth and glory to the Yue Family.

"This first woman True Monarch of the world is truly remarkable, casually moving the pieces to reveal her edge, avoiding a full collision with Great Qin and even managing to extricate the Yue Family," Yi Chen sighed inwardly.

At this moment, Yi Chen was waiting for someone.

Although Yue Qingping's ambition did not lie here, it didn't mean she was unaware of power and strategy; her vision was even sharper than most.

The message left on her green token had clearly arranged everything for the Yan Family. This was her way of paving the way for the Yue Family, stockpiling resources and establishing prestige through elegantly handled matters, and even indirectly cleaning the Yue Family's slate through his own hands.

More likely than not, the Yan Family was just a pawn caught by the Yue Family's angling, and possibly even more viciously, among the dead might have been spies of the Yue Family, all stewed together at the hands of Yi Taoist, darkening even the acts of Taoist Yi Chengzi.

Before long, a tall middle-aged man dressed in the Marshal's armor arrived, leading a group of black-armored cultivators.

"May I know if Taoist Yi Chengzi is present?"

"It is indeed I, Marshal Yue. Here are the treasures plundered by the Yan Family, check them."

"Miao Zi, spit it out!"

After a while, the tall middle-aged man and the black-armored cultivators left.

Only then did Yi Chen stroke Miao Zi's fur and whispered a transmission.

"Miao Zi, you didn't spit it all out, did you?"

"Dad, rest assured, I know the rules. I didn't touch anything from the Great Yue treasury. Half of the Yan Family's wealth I kept."

"That's good, your father does nothing without gaining,"