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

'Fucking idiot!'

Its pupils trembled violently as it mentally cursed, sensing trouble.

But it only saw the colorful orb above its head already being decisively detonated by Yi Chen.

At the critical moment, it was indeed a great test~

The Demon Tiger wasn't an easy opponent; the momentum of the Demon Saber in its hand changed suddenly, unexpectedly slashing sideways through the air defensively, like the 'Blade-Shaking Style,' forming an odd umbrella-shaped barrier to withstand the onslaught of the colorful light streams.

Infinite radiance poured down; naturally, the Demon Tiger could hold an umbrella, but what about the areas the umbrella couldn't cover?

The Demon Tiger's action was like standing under a waterfall, holding an umbrella of bronze-faced iron bones.

Defending its own territory might be easy, but pity the cascading colorful radiance flowing down the umbrella's surface - what could defend against that?

Hiss~hiss~hiss~

Between the flowing brilliance, the weakest spots of the barrier shrouding the dark cavern were instantly corroded by the stray Holy Sun Extinguishing God Breath, causing multiple major disturbances.

The Demon Circle Aerial-Forbidden Grand Formation showed its flaws immediately, no longer perfect; the Demonkin's aura leaked without reserve, revealing the Demonkin and the Demon Pool entirely to Lian Caiyi and the others' sight.

"Ha-ha, the National Master actually found this horde of Demons' hiding place!"

"I don't know what kind of method this Secret Technique of the National Master is, nor if the National Master would be willing to share it with me. It's a pity the National Master never discusses the Tao with anyone; otherwise, I would definitely have a long discussion with the National Master for three days and three nights, sitting and talking about the Tao."

Seeing the scene in front of her, Lian Caiyi's lips curled into a smile of pleasant surprise, her mind racing, momentarily fixated on the wondrous method Yi Chen used to find the Demonkin.

Alas, her thoughts were doomed to come to nothing.

The State Preceptor of Great Qin, Yi Chengzi, had always only explored the Tao with beautiful female cultivators, politely but swiftly brushing off discussions with others.

"Despicable humans!"

"Countless ages have passed, and the Human Race is still so contemptible and despicable~" The disheveled Tiger Head Demon retracted his Demon Saber, unable to help but furiously berate Yi Chen.

Soon, he encountered a match again and was promptly schooled in the National Master's pinnacle of verbal artistry.

Vulgarity is a form of elegance.

After reaching the Realm of Transmutation with his cursing, the National Master sought clarity of his Taoist heart and mind, and he was even more inclined to express his innermost thoughts candidly.

"I fuck your mother!"

"Your Excellency has a full forehead and a thick neck; did your mother have trouble giving birth to you?"

"Was your head caught in something?"

"..."

"Otherwise, how did you turn out to be such an idiot?"

Unfortunately, the cultural attainment of the Qin State Preceptor, Yi Taoist, was not enough to make him a rapper; otherwise, with his current speed and ferocity of speech, he would surely have become the reigning piano master, singer, and inventor of Great Qin's refined music in the Five Realms.

The creative and aggressive power of language stunned not only Lian Caiyi and other cultivators unfamiliar with the national master's fighting style, but even the commander of the Mingsha Legion, Nether Tiger, was left fuming.

"You! You pig-brained fool!"

"What 'you'? Haven't you eaten? I've cursed you nine times, and you come back with just that?"

"So weak, really! Hiss~"

"..."

"What, did your vocal cords stay at home~ Trying to look tough by staying silent?"

Hidden Assassin King: "...."

Golden Horn King: "...."

Sea-Calming King: "...."

...

Blue Prison King: "...."

"Stupid Demon Tiger, you dare to insult me; do you dare to have a fair fight with me? Lian Fellow Taoist, as long as there's no movement from the Demon Army Formation, you all just seal the airspace."

"We fight to determine the superior, to distinguish life and death!"

At this moment, the bone-chilling Heavenly Wind blew as the Taoist stood aloft in the sky, making his pronouncement decisively.

His gaze was domineering, his arms crossed, his arrogance unmatched.

"Good! Despicable and lacking any semblance of the dignity of the strong, you finally said something that pleases me."

A strange light flickered in the eyes of the Demon Tiger, sensing the peril emanating from the twelve Golden Figures arrayed all around, and he readily agreed.

This was an opportunity!

Only by slaying this man could the Mingsha Legion he led have a sliver of a chance at survival.

Once his mind was set, Nether Tiger suddenly clenched his fist and raised his long arm:

"Mingsha Legion, heed my command: I will fight this mad fool in swift battle and emerge victorious; none shall interfere in this fight to the death."

"Fantastic, twelve Golden Figures heed my command: as the National Master, I order you not to interfere in my fight with this stupid tiger; any violators will face military law!"

After exchanging a covert glance in the 'Equal to Heaven King's' direction, Yi Chen and the Demon, two strong beings harboring ulterior motives, actually began a life-and-death battle under the full moon!

A simple but majestic Holy Halberd suddenly appeared in the hands of the Taoist.

"Imbeciles choose not the path to the heavenly court, Pure Yang Holy Seal Heavenly Light!"

The Pure Yang Heavenly Gate emerged, with boundless heavenly light descending.

Yi Chengzi, Yi Chengzi, the World-Shaking Pure Yang Yi Chengzi once again initiated the Holy Sun State, aiming to slay the great demon of the Demon Realm!

Who can withstand the Holy Halberd slaying demons? Who dares vie with it?

Under the Holy Sun State, the Taoist's soul spread, his body emanating flames that shot out like jets, his magnificence rivaling that of a celestial being, his hair standing on end with hints of crimson mysteriously reflected at the tips.

"Nether Tiger Heavenly Law Form!"

"Die for me!"

The Demon Tiger was wildly ferocious, towering above all; surrounded by swirling dark winds in its Dharma Aspect, it aimed to slay its formidable enemy!

The sword qi split the heavens and launched a fierce assault on the Taoist's Cultivation Body.

Surprisingly, there was no dramatic collision as the Taoist's figure flickered incessantly as if expertly butchering a carcass, penetrating the imperceptible gaps, darting like a drifting leaf in a wild flurry of dodges.

Impossible to hit, simply impossible.

The Taoist looked on indifferently, a faint aura of precious light enshrouding his Cultivation Body. At this moment, he had truly entered the Realm of Self.

The Nine-Lives Eagle Cat's purity was too low; it was completely incapable of probing the limits of the Realm of Self.