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

The hall was extremely spacious, with eight life-sized statues of Heavenly Dragons displayed along the sides, all carved from black zircon, their lines flowing and beautiful.

In front of the statues, there was a copper cauldron the size of a millstone, its edges blackened with scorch marks, and its bottom filled with dried grease, presumably used for lighting and religious offerings within the hall previously.

In front of the hall stood three huge black stone doors, the portals stained with mottled bloodstains, as if this place had once witnessed a battle of extreme cruelty.

The floor and walls were all made of rock solidified by Formations, occasionally flickering with a faint light.

"Brother He, which of these three stone doors leads to the chamber of treasures and obtains the scriptures and the Reincarnation Pill from the legend?"

"And how do we open these stone doors?"

Somehow, the Young Master He who had been leading the way in front had fallen behind, and a woman in black approached him with a twist of her waist, laughing lightly as she asked.

"Sister Four asks a good question. These pieces of information were originally the top secrets of my He family, but now that we are in the Heavenly Dragon catacombs, there's no harm in telling everyone."

"Speaking of which, we will need the help of our brothers to open these stone doors later."

"Among the three stone doors, only the one on the left leads to the chamber of treasures. As for the middle and right doors, I do not know what treasures they contain,

only that our ancestor said that great peril lies within them. Those who entered those two doors in the past never emerged."

Young Master He's face wore a gentle smile, as usual.

However, at this moment, Yi Chen suddenly noticed the malice emanating from this person had surged violently.

It wasn't just directed at him, but was equally targeted at each one of them.

"Brother, just tell us how we can help. Whatever it is, us brothers will do it without a second word," the two men in black looked at each other and slapped their chests with a resounding thud.

"Brothers Feng and Bao, this task is not difficult yet not easy. I just want to borrow something from you brothers,"

While he was speaking, a willow-leaf sword suddenly appeared in Young Master He's hand, and a flash of the blade left a crimson line of blood on the forehead of the woman in black beside him.

Without a struggle, without a sound, her body fell to the ground like a limp noodle, bisected.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Both Bo Jian and the men in black's faces changed dramatically, as they all exclaimed in unison, retreating three steps in sync.

"Dear brothers, carrying the name of righteousness has been such a tough journey for me."

"Don't you ever think? Could there really be nine precious Reincarnation Pills?"

"You brothers have helped me a lot in the Six Flags Market. Why not lend me a hand today as well? I invite you to death so as to open these sealed stone doors for me. How about it?"

"You know, without enough masters dying in this hall, these stone doors will never open properly. And if they do not open properly, how can I reach the chamber of treasures?"

"Don't be hasty, brothers. Whoever moves first, I shall send on their way first. There's a share for everyone."

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At this point, Young Master He revealed his true intentions, a sinister smile on his face, his sword streaking towards Yi Chen's left chest like a bolt of lightning.

"Moon…" The round-faced monk Bo Jian, anxiety flaring in his heart, but the final word "deep" was never spoken, as he forcefully swallowed it.

At that moment, Young Master He's face turned beet red, and the willow-leaf sword in his hand was bent like a prawn.

"Who... who exactly are you? You couldn't possibly be Lin Yueshen." The perfect situation had collapsed in an instant, and such an unforeseen event made Young Master He's voice tremble.

He had walked on thin ice all these years, having built such a large family business, fooled several good brothers into his fold, anything he did turned to success as if the heavens were on his side, and just as he was about to reap the rewards, such a reversal occurred.

"Come on, aim here, Brother Crane, I am a freak of nature, my heart is on the right side, where it's vulnerable," Yi Chen sneered as he shifted the sword that Young Master Crane was stabbing at his heart to the right side.

"Pre...Predecessor, I....." Watching Yi Chen's skin suddenly turn to a color of gilded gold, Young Master Crane dared not continue his attack.

"Eh, I gave you a chance and you didn't take it."

Yi Chen's Extreme Origin flowed, his domineering body unfolded, he seized the sword, counter-stabbed, and in an instant turned Young Master Crane into a sieve, then walked towards the trio of Bo Jian.

"Slow down, Senior, we are the secret agents of the sinister Jin Huai faction; our two leaders will be here soon, please spare our lives for the sake of our leaders," they pleaded.

Seeing this, the two dark-faced men became terribly anxious, and in their desperation, they directly blew their cover.

"Is that so, then I need to hurry," Yi Chen let out a cold laugh, and all of a sudden the ground and walls were splattered with fresh blood,

At this point, how could he possibly let these two men go? Otherwise, where would he find two unlucky fools to replace the correct method to open the stone doors that Young Master Crane had spoken of?

Just then, suddenly, a strange change occurred in the hall.

The eight Heavenly Dragon statues arrayed on both sides began to crackle and turn, facing the stone doors in front of them.

The bloodstains on the ground slowly faded, vanished, and a bizarre, eerie wind started blowing through the hall. The soul force dispersed by Young Master Crane and others in the hall began to gather inside the statues, and in an instant, the zircon-made statues turned blood red, and their eyes began to glow red too.

As the bloodstains on the ground disappeared rapidly, absorbed by the statues, eight interlacing chains of blood appeared in the air, shooting towards the three stone doors, linking them with the statues.

Creak, creak, creak.

The towering stone doors were slowly and completely opened by the pull of the statues.

Three dark, ominous doorways suddenly appeared before Yi Chen, a strong musty scent emanating from within, accompanied by a moaning wind.

Familiar rustling sounds came from within the doorways.

"Bo Daoist is a lucky man; it wasn't I who killed Lin Yueshen, he was slain by a Purple-striped Mantis, believe it or not, it's up to you."

"If I believed you, I wouldn't be staying here. I would turn around and leave. Some things that exceed one's abilities, you might have the fortune to obtain them, but you also need the luck to use them."

"After you leave, you should know what can be said, and what can't," Yi Chen said ominously to the round-faced cultivator.

Perhaps because Young Master Crane was of high cultivation, after four people had died, all three stone doors were open, which was effectively two for the price of one.

"Thanks, Senior, Bo Jian understands," consecutive changes left the round-faced cultivator drenched in cold sweat, he immediately turned and fled without looking back the way he came.

At this moment, the rustling sounds from within the cave grew closer and closer. Yi Chen glanced at the four dried-up corpses in the hall, his eyes rolled, and suddenly a brilliant idea flashed through his mind,

He quickly pulled out two large chunks of black evil Dragon King's flesh from the storage ring, wrapped up the black-skirted female cultivator and Young Master Crane's dead bodies, and all the items that had fallen in the hall within the flesh, and threw it violently towards the middle dark doorway.

Then, as before, he treated the dark-faced men's dead bodies in the same way, throwing them into the rightmost doorway.@@novelbin@@

After doing all this, his figure flashed, and he immediately dashed towards the cave behind the left stone door.

Such actions could be considered a stray move; if these people indeed carried positioning Magic Artifacts, it might just give their hidden enemies a tough time. Even if it were just to impede the steps of the hidden enemies, it would still be a big win.

At this moment, within a dark green forest, a red silhouette holding a meteor hammer was rushing forward at high speed.

In another direction, two tall figures were also making their way, uprooting trees as they came.