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

The black-scaled serpent with the hideous flesh bun on its head didn't waste any words; a demonic aura rippled through its body like a thunderclap as it launched a fierce assault on Yi Chen and the others.

A ghastly green light was brewing within its wide-opened bloody maw, the stench spreading in all directions.

"Be careful, this is the Dark Armor Profound Snake's advanced form, the Blackscale Serpent. Its physical body is incredibly strong and also highly poisonous; extremely formidable. Everyone must not let it get close," Shen Hong warned.

Amidst roaring, Bai Ye's eyes wide with fury, he had already pulled out a large handful of talismans which scattered across the sky, transforming into countless fire bullets, wind blades, frost swords, and ice roars, whistling towards the two gigantic Blackscale Serpents.

Despite the look of overwhelming might, they were all flash and no substance, practically useless.

The multitude of spells hit the thick scales of the Blackscale Serpents like rain pattering on banana leaves – clinking and clanking but merely rousing the serpents' ferocity without being able to wholly pierce their protection.

"Let's move together to stop it; otherwise, we'll all die here today. Qing Moon Across the Sky," Qing Yan shouted sharply, drawing her long sword boldly from its sheath.

Suddenly, it was as if a green moon had appeared in the half-sky.

"Sword intent, Junior Sister, you've actually grasped the Qing Moon's sword intent," Qing Fan, the green-robed female cultivator's senior brother, exclaimed with a surprised and delighted expression. His sword also unsheathed angrily, a green sword light enveloping the other Blackscale Serpent like a mist.

At the same time, Lu Yun also made his move. Instead of using his Flying Sword, he took out a purple gourd, took a fierce swig, and a huge expanse of blueish-green inferno appeared in front of the Blackscale Serpent, a torrent of scorching heat hitting them squarely, making it clear how ruthless the temperature of this wall of fire was.

In the space of a few moments, it was Bai Ye who had inflicted the least damage to the Blackscale Serpents.

A fierce glint flickered in the serpents' eyes, and contrary to Qing Yan and the others' expectations, the Blackscale Serpents didn't avoid the sharp edge but, with a tremor of demonic power, braved bodily harm, and pressed through the blockade of sword qi and inferno, converging and striking forcefully at Yi Chen.

The two vicious creatures had quickly discerned that among Yi Chen's five-person team, only he was a physical cultivator and had targeted him first.

The solitary, one-eyed man in a black robe floating above the deep pool was not to be outdone. A dusky blue divine light burst forth from his eye, shooting towards Yi Chen like lightning—soul magic at its core.

One man and two snakes acted in a tacit agreement, making their move with the intention of taking Yi Chen's life immediately.

"Damn it! Daoist Hu Yi, watch out—" Qing Yan's face was a mix of shock and anger as she began to warn, her mind wavering on whether to use the life-saving item her father had given her.

As she was conflicted, Yi Chen's arms suddenly bulged, swelling in an instant, bursting the sleeves of his Daoist robe into shreds.

With a flash, he transformed like Popeye, his huge purple-golden fists landing on the ghastly heads of the massive Blackscale Serpents.

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The two vicious serpents were instantly knocked down, their jaws clamped shut.

The eerie light about to shoot from their throats also disappeared.

Their thick heads, heavy like dark iron, burst into a huge cloud of blood mist, with bits of red and white scattering all over the ground, while their headless bodies continued to roll in the inferno, a reflex of the Blackscale Serpents not yet fully dead.

The blue light had not yet reached Yi Chen's body when a clear light suddenly bloomed in his sea of consciousness, instantly disintegrating the blue glow.

By then, two streams of information had already appeared in Yi Chen's vision.

"Banana you, Barla!"

"Your mouths are really smelly~"

The white Extreme Origin incinerated the blood mist. Yi Chen's arms had already returned to normal. He stood, arms bare, revealing the prominently displayed tiger tattoos. Looking puzzled, he turned to Qing Yan and said, "By the way, Daoist Qing Yan, what were you trying to warn me about just now?"

Silence, a deathly silence.

Qing Yan and the other three all had faces like they'd seen a ghost.

They had all attacked together but hadn't been able to inflict a fatal blow on the Blackscale Serpents, which had instead been instantly killed by Yi Chen's two iron fists.

Especially Bai Ye, who had the most exaggerated look on his face. He first showed shock and then embarrassment.

During the attack, Bai Ye's offensive power had been the weakest and the most flamboyant...

With Yi Chen making his move, everyone had swiftly turned the tide from a dangerous situation.

"Hu... Daoist Brother Hu Yi, that was..." Qing Yan stuttered as she looked at the tiger tattoo on Yi Chen's arm.

"As I've said before, I do have some strength worth mentioning," Yi Chen responded.

"To tell the truth, in my tradition of combat, it's just like this, relying entirely on brute strength."

"Hmm, my strength is a little greater than the rest of you," Yi Chen spoke to Qing Yan with a nod of humble affirmation and a friendly demeanor.

He had seen the hesitation on her face and was inwardly grateful.

After all, they were strangers who had just met, and a moment of hesitation was already a sign of good nature. But he didn't delay either, striking immediately to hammer the Blackscale Serpents to death.

Being a Daoist well-versatile in human nature, why should he scrutinize the depths of people's hearts?

If the woman had used her life-saving item, he would have owed her a favor; if she hadn't, he wouldn't have felt comfortable. This way, it was just perfect.

"Damn, you're more than just a little strong,"

"You must be a transformed beast yourself, aren't you~" Qing Yan cried out inwardly, her heart practically screaming.

"Alright, fellow Daoists, enough small talk, the matters here have not yet concluded," Yi Chen said, turning away casually and waving his hand indifferently signaling them to follow.

"Brat, if your Dragon King Sect has any other tricks up its sleeve, best reveal them now. I'll give you three counts, or else I'll turn you into a wall painting," Yi Chen said coldly to the black-robed, one-eyed monk.

To Yi Chen, the individual who had just used soul magic to launch a sneak attack on him was already a dead man walking in his heart.

Anyone who dares lay a hand on him cannot be spared.

Letting him live longer was only to confirm a suspicion in his heart.

If it really was as he suspected, then the Black Fiend Dragon King probably hadn't left the Blackwater City region yet.

"You'll regret this!"

"You have no idea the kind of trouble you've gotten yourself into!"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the man in black robes with one eye as he began to threaten out of desperation.

"Three!"

Seeing Yi Chen was not to be swayed, the black-robed, one-eyed man gritted his teeth and crushed two snake-shaped jade pendants—one white, one red—on his body.

Beneath a nearby mountain range,

within a lava cave, as the blood-colored jade pendant broke, rubble fell noisily. A petrified Jiaolong, half-submerged in a magma pool, slowly opened its eyes. Around it were mounds of silent red jade stones, piled up like mountains.

"A hundred-year-long dream, what evening is this?"

"The Heavenly Dao is so unjust to my demon race, making the comprehension of the Dao this difficult."

"The last hundred years of transformation have only advanced my physical body to the threshold of the Dao, but my demon soul is still just one layer away from perfection."

"Well, since the blood jade has shattered, it suggests that the bloodline I left behind has encountered danger. I might as well take a look."

Muttering to himself in the lava cave, the Jiaolong shook its body, and the heavy layer of stone covering it fell away instantly, revealing smooth scales as dark as jet. Its demonic aura vibrated, and it shot straight up, boring a massive hole through the mountain range vertically and flying towards the direction of the deep pool.

Shortly after, the Black Fiend Dragon King, carried by black fog, swiftly descended in front of Yi Chen.

"Was it you, Dao Friend, who slew my bloodline offspring?"

The voice thundered, rolling across the area.

No sooner had the Black Fiend Dragon King appeared than the situation reversed once more, the smiles on Qing Yan and the others' faces instantly froze, turning pale as death.

Bai Ye trembled all over, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Meanwhile, inside the military camp, Lu Yun, who was in the midst of secluded cultivation, slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Yun had a beardless, refined face and always wore a faint smile, looking more a scholar than a military general.

"Oh, troublemakers again, how bothersome," a flash of sharpness in his eyes, Lu Yun rose to his feet as the pieces of a white armor on the rack swarmed over him like swallows returning to the trees, and a silver spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

He cast out a spell leisurely, and the ground of the cultivation chamber split open suddenly, revealing a small secret room with a miniature transport formation inside.

Without hesitation, Lu Yun stepped into the center of the formation. Runes began to light up, and with a flash of red light, Lu Yun's figure disappeared from sight.

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"Those two little snakes that died were the Dragon King's bloodline offspring? I'm terribly sorry, but they were too fragile. I hadn't even exerted myself when they collapsed," Yi Chen sneered.

"I hope you'll be more durable so that this Daoist can enjoy himself."

"Remember, I, the Daoist who does not change his name or seat, am the one who slays you, and that would be Daoist Hu Yi."

Yi Chen let out a fierce laugh, displaying his powerful physique, as a purple-gold figure more than three meters tall emerged before the world.

Mysterious purple glyphs protruded, radiating a mystical glow. On his arms roared a fierce tiger, a wrathful dragon howled on his back, and on his waist, a green godly ox seemed to be leaping out amid the clouds.

With a beckoning of his hand, Extreme Origin flowed through, and the Holy Halberd was already in his grasp.

Thinking of his previous suspicion, Yi Chen didn't delay any further and took action immediately.

Such a big target of Deep Red Points lying before him, if he didn't kill it, would he even be human?

"Roar! Tyrant Halberd Rises, Devour Heaven and Earth, Reincarnation!" Yi Chen bellowed, directly using the fifth move of the Immortal Slaying Halberd Method. Your journey continues on My Virtual Library Empire

A black vortex suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, as if it would devour everything, and came crashing down on the Black Fiend Dragon King.

In the blink of an eye, the Black Fiend Dragon King's face changed drastically, "Hold, Fellow Daoist, my bloodline offspring offended you, and they have met their just end. You have slain them well!"

"Too late!"