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

Feeling the uncontrollable, surging power within his body, Yi Chen grasped the Dragon-Slaying Sword and pushed forward once again, recklessly determined to slay Lie Yanzi.

At this moment, Lie Yanzi finally showed his fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

Initially, he had thought this was just a routine display of power, never expecting to encounter a life-and-death struggle.

"Damn it, damn it all!" Lie Yanzi cursed his favorite third son incessantly in his heart at this moment.

"Yi Chengzi, have you gone mad?"

"Let's stop here, how about that?"

The old thief Lie Yanzi was getting a bit desperate at this point.

If everyone has a trump card, why fight to the death? Shouldn't now be the time to sit down and talk?

All of a sudden, the Black and White Ghosts let out continuous, sharp shrieks, filling the air with ghostly energy.

The Underworld Umbrella transformed into a sky-covering dark cloud, enveloping the figures within it, while endless ghostly energy surged out from the umbrella.

"Yi Chengzi, if we continue to fight, we will both suffer, don't make a mistake." Lie Yanzi shouted angrily.

At this moment, he was utterly shocked to discover that nearly ten percent of the ghostly energy descending from his Underworld Umbrella was being absorbed by Yi Chen's strange Cultivation Body.

Even more bizarre, as the battle went on, the sky's color changed with the wind and endless streams of energy and light converged madly upon the tall Daoist with whom he was fighting. Suddenly, the spectators below felt as though the sky had darkened by eight degrees, as if dusk had arrived prematurely.

"Damn it, what kind of supernatural seed is this? How can it be so strange?"

Lie Yanzi thought to himself, growing more anxious by the moment.

Joined with the Black and White Ghost Kings and aided by the Underworld Umbrella, his power was actually a notch above that of the tall Daoist before him, but this man's Cultivation Body was truly odd.

It was too robust.

If Yi Chen knew what Lie Yanzi was thinking, he would surely tell him that he hadn't fought in the league before—didn't he know how OP the damage reduction from cloth armor was?

The second instance of the Body-Breaking Realm brought with it the special ability to shift and reduce the damage taken by 20 percent, making him disgustingly resilient.

This, combined with his strange and eerie constitution, which devoured everything to replenish itself, significantly increased his endurance.

Thus, he was able to overpower Lie Yanzi and the two newly advanced True Person Realm ghost creatures.

"As expected, is this the limit of the eleventh layer of True Technique?" Yi Chen sighed internally.

With his current level of cultivation, facing a powerful seventh-level True Person Realm master who had comprehended a supernatural seed, along with two seventh-level True Person Realm ghost creatures, was indeed his limit.

"Yi Chengzi, you are seeking death."

"Your sword may be sharp, but I am by no means weak."

Lie Yanzi, with his vast battle experience, saw that Yi Chen was not backing down and knew that the moment to fight with all his might had come; he could not delay any longer.

He formed a hand seal and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, causing the six dragon-shaped flame pillars to surge once again. The flame pillars stretched across the sky, and the fierce blaze turned half of the sky red.

The Black and White Evil Ghosts joined forces, their massive ghostly powers converging.

Two endless columns of red and black flames charged at Yi Chen, pulling invisible winds from every direction with their force.

"No more playing."

Yi Chen snorted coldly.

A layer of faint blood mist suddenly appeared on his Cultivation Body.

It was the reappearance of the Soul Ignition Technique.

Four years, four years, four years, four years, four years.

Twenty years of lifespan burned brilliantly in an instant.

With the aid of the blood mist, the golden Inner Qi that twined and pulsed around his body became as thick and viscous as mercury.

A silvery white brilliance suddenly emerged within the gold.

If Lie Yanzi hadn't released the twin ghost kings, Yi Chen would have been reluctant to use the Soul Ignition Technique.

But now, the Deep Red Points were right before his eyes.

He who does not take when the Heavens offer, will bring trouble upon himself.

His aura, strength, and power instantly increased exponentially!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Unfathomably powerful! Unfathomably wild!

What else could stand in his way?

As the winds grew fiercer and the blood mist erupted around his body, Yi Chen's eyes became even more domineering!

Facing the red and black flame pillars, Yi Chen stood tall to meet the assault, his Qi coursing through the Dragon-Slaying Sword. The sword's movement defied the wind, slicing through as effortlessly as a hot knife through butter. In Lie Yanzi's horrified gaze, the Black and White Ghosts before him faded like color draining from an old photograph, vanishing without a trace.

Then, it was his turn.

Initially, Lie Yanzi had thought this was just a routine exercise of power, never expecting to face such a perilous situation.

All the trump cards he had painstakingly prepared, his long-held aspirations for dominance, his desire to lead the Underworld Fire Sect out of Mingguang Prefecture—all came crashing down, drifting away like a dream.

"Sorry, my trump card is bigger than yours!"

A voice of cold indifference suddenly resonated in Lie Yanzi's ear.

This was the last sound he heard in the world of the living.

Two streams of information suddenly appeared before Yi Chen's eyes.

[You have successfully killed the twin Red Ghost King, earning 1,200 Deep Red Points.]

[You have successfully killed the twin White Ghost King, earning 1,200 Deep Red Points.]