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

The Lei Ling Corpse was the external incarnation he had prepared for himself, and his ’good disciple’ was nothing but a mere medicine man to cultivate the corpse for him.

The Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect’s research into corpse cultivation and soul possession was profound. The Lei Ling Corpse was inherently ferocious and the risk of rashly possessing it was too great; if he were to possess the Lei Ling Corpse, having a predecessor take the hit for him would greatly increase his chances of success.

For this reason, when he first encountered his ’good disciple,’ he was ecstatic and spared no resources to cultivate him.

Yet today, all of it had crumbled to dust.

As he clenched his teeth in anger, his mind was once again filled with doubts.

"When Lord Tan Lang was besieged by us, there were no shortage of True Monarch Realm powerhouses present, but when he left, he deliberately set up a ruse with great effort to kill my ’good disciple.’

"Hss~"

"At that time, he had clearly recognized my identity and, in his anger, he killed my disciple to regain face, while I was careless."

"Cultivating my own disciple into an external incarnation is ultimately rather disgraceful. Only a few people in the sect know that Shi Shouming is my disciple. How could Lord Tan Lang possibly have known about this? Damn it! Could there be a traitor within the sect?"

Many thoughts flooded his mind, and in an instant, Ling Xudu felt that he had already surmised the truth of the matter. While he was frightened, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of relief.

Compared to losing a ’disciple’ with great potential, discovering that there might be a traitor among the higher echelons of the sect was obviously of far greater value.

"Humph, Lord Tan Lang after all lacks cunning and doesn’t understand that impatience can spoil a grand plan, just like the Doumu Origin Lord—both fools, madmen. Compared to this information, a mere Shi Shouming is nothing."

With this thought, Ling Xudu’s face brightened slightly.

"Daoist Ling, this time we have to thank you for taking action to save us," said the Wusheng Sword Mother with complex emotions, her gaze shifting towards him. Just a moment ago, an elder had explained the ins and outs of the situation to her.

"This matter is of no consequence. The urgent task at hand is to find a way to eliminate this person. According to the intelligence held by our Holy Sect, this person is one for tit-for-tat revenge. Having suffered such a great loss, he will surely not let it go and is most likely to still be lurking in the Northern Region. I will send out a secret message to the sect requesting the dispatch of a real combat expert to come here soon."

"When it’s time for our Holy Sect to act, we will not shirk our duty, and when it’s time for your Jianxie Sect to lend a hand, I hope you won’t create barriers and excuses," Taoist Wusheng quickly agreed.

Suddenly, Ling Xudu’s voice changed, and with a smile that was not quite a smile, he looked towards the Wusheng Sword Mother with a chilling look in his eyes.

The advantages of the Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect were not so easily taken.

"Of course!"

"Please wait a moment, daoist friend. I will give the orders to prepare the feast now," agreed the Wusheng Sword Mother without any change in her expression.

After a short while.

Yuan Jun Wusheng arrived at the entrance to the enchanting woman’s dwelling. The death of a third elder should not go unattended in the netherworld, should it?

As she approached the dwelling, she discovered that the enchanting woman had already breathed her last, with only a letter left behind.

"Well, whether your feelings were genuine or feigned, as the Sect Master, granting your last wish is the least I can do."

Glancing through the letter, Yuan Jun Wusheng left with a flick of her sleeve. The banquet was about to begin.

After more than two hours, the Cloud Ceremony Hall of the Jianxie Sect was filled with lively exchanges of cups. Under the eager flattering of the Jianxie Sect’s elders, Ling Xudu couldn’t help wearing a pleased expression.

"Daoist Ling, I still feel somewhat uneasy. The mountain gate formation of our Jianxie Sect was damaged during the daylight hours, and I intend to inspect and repair it with some elders overnight. How about we end the festivities here for today?"

In the midst of the warm and lively atmosphere, for some reason, the Wusheng Sword Mother felt a sudden unease and could not help but speak out. Find more chapters on NovelBin.Côm

With her cultivation, combined with the third variation of the grand formation, even if Lord Tan Lang were to return during daylight, she was confident of remaining undefeated.

Unfortunately, the grand formation had been damaged by the third elder’s activation earlier that day and was no longer able to sustain the third variation. She was now somewhat uncertain.

"What, do you not trust me, Daoist Ling Xudu, the Heaven’s Strategist? Lord Tan Lang was severely injured by us during the day; even with Spirit Pills, he won’t be able to fully recover his powers in just ten days or half a month."

"Do you think he dares to come again tonight? If he dares, with the abilities of both you and the Sect Master tonight, we will make sure he has no place to be buried. Come on, let’s drink to victory!"

"Tonight is surely safe. The repair of the grand formation can undoubtedly wait until tomorrow."

In order to entertain Ling Xudu and win him over, the Jianxie Sect had revealed a batch of millennium Spiritual Wine from the sect’s secret reserves. This wine not only nourished one’s cultivation but also had an unparalleled taste. Ling Xudu, who had always had a taste for good wine, was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Once the sect’s Punishment Elder arrived in a few days, the three of them would scour the Northern Region. With a little enticement, Lord Tan Lang would not be so lucky to escape next time.

He was ninety-nine percent certain that Lord Tan Lang would not leave the Northern Region. The title ’Heavenly Strategist’ did not refer to Ling Xudu’s mastery of divination, but rather praised his grasp of the human heart as if he were peering into the workings of heaven itself.

In recent years, the Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect had been making distant connections while attacking nearby, its power expanding in quick succession, pressing close to the Wuding Divine Sect—all orchestrated by him.

Ling Xudu had precise control over these matters—perfect!

"Continue the music, continue the drinking!"

"There is nothing to worry about tonight, I, the Heavenly Strategist, say so!" Ling Xudu patted his chest, assuring everyone.

The elders of the Jianxie Sect echoed the sentiment upon hearing these words.

Seeing this, the Wusheng Sword Mother could not go against everyone’s wishes and had to suppress her unease, continuing to drink. Yet, for some reason, her anxiety was growing stronger.

At that moment, a familiar aura suddenly rushed through heaven and earth, as dominant as the midday sun, unobscured, overbearing and majestic.

In an instant, Ling Xudu, with his exceptional spiritual perception, was the first to turn ashen-faced!

Behind Wusheng Sword Mother, the black sword unsheathed itself automatically.

At this point, the Jianxie Sect’s elders were still blissfully unaware, not realizing that their Sect Master and Ling Xudu had suddenly taken on a war-ready stance.

Soon, the complexions of everyone in the palace changed drastically as well.

Suddenly, a profound Daoist chant thundered between heaven and earth!

"I am the blazing sun!"

Boom!

Within the starlight and clouds, the Daoist had already activated the Pure Yang Holy Seal. On his immense cultivation body, rainbow halos circulated dreamily. He looked like a shooting star crashing down onto the mountaintop palace, trailing a long tail of flame that lingered on.

The great formation was stimulated, a protective screen rose rapidly, but under the Daoist’s manipulation and the might of the divine halberd, it shattered on cue.

The earth shook and the mountains trembled as the great vibrations spread, the Extreme Origin rubbing frantically and releasing streaks of golden light.

This was something Yi Chen took comfort in, his cultivation body was merely tainted with some light pollution, but his Extreme Origin remained golden like colored glaze, otherwise, the scene would have been too grotesque.

Dust churned, accompanied by a purple halo spreading in all directions, signalling the quiet expansion of the Pure Yang Domain.

From afar, Yi Chen could see Mount Kunlun adorned with lights and colored ribbons, almost like half a celebration with champagne. They clearly hadn’t taken him, Yi Chengzi, into consideration at all.

Furious, he directly unfolded the Pure Yang Holy Seal from the sky and plunged down, announcing his return.

Just right, he thought, to use the Jianxie Sect to practice and to test the purity of his battle strength after condensing the Pure Yang Primordial Spirit.

"All of you die! Wusheng Sword Mother, and those sneaky rats conspiring behind the scenes!"

In a roar, Yi Chen made his move, deploying the Pure Yang Thirteen Fierce, All Emptiness technique, soaring into the air.

Under the night sky, a gigantic Daoist figure over thirty meters tall radiated with rainbow light as he levitated.

In a moment, the entire Mount Kunlun was thrown into chaos.

"Ah! My eyes, I’m going blind!" The agonized screams of many disciples followed, with blood streaming down their faces in twin trails.

"All disciples heed my command, those whose cultivation has not reached the late stage of the True Person Realm, do not gaze directly at this person’s cultivation body, you can’t endure it, retreat, everyone retreat!"

Wusheng Sword Mother, seeing this, immediately burst into an anxious roar. She dared not think what kind of divine power this was—

The Daoist was surrounded by a halo of rainbow light, mysterious, magnificent, dazzling, emanating a strange force field, deeply enigmatic.

Yi Chen’s expression was somewhat peculiar, never having imagined that the rainbow light on his cultivation body possessed such an unusual ability. Apart from looking a bit ugly, he thought everything seemed quite normal. Yet those lower-tier cultivators started bleeding from their eyes, unable to look directly at his cultivation body.

Forget it, that’s not important!

"Trying to escape? Everyone must die!" Amidst the roaring, the giant moved.