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

"But you really can't trust the Dragon Tiger List completely, I haven't met Brother Zhang Daoyi, but I have crossed hands with Brother Zhang Huyi from Dragon Tiger Mountain."

"Brother Huyi, his cultivation is not beneath mine, ah~"

"He's a genius blessed by heaven, possessing astonishing wisdom. He always keeps a low profile, which is why his fame isn't conspicuous."

"Being ranked alongside Zhang Longyi is an insult to Brother Huyi."

Taking people's money to do their bidding, Yi Chen stayed true to his beginnings, continuing his role as the instigator.

This is professional ethics.

This is reputation.

He didn't mind rambling, and if he could stir up public opinion, given Zhang Longyi's narrow-mindedness, he probably would end up clashing with Zhang Huyi.

Just by opening his mouth, Yi Chen could create some trouble for Zhang Longyi, and he didn't mind using his own face as a stepping stone for Brother Huyi.

Damn it, he had suffered so much before, and if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't best Dragon Tiger Mountain, he would have 'dealt with' Zhang Longyi at his residence long ago.

Even eggs would be shaken until their yolks scattered; worms would be split lengthwise; and the ground would have to be sprinkled with lime.

Unfortunately, now was not the time. He still had to work hard.

Once these words were uttered, everyone didn't know how to continue the conversation.

What does it mean to practice ascetically for eighteen years, and now at nineteen, you've achieved nothing, not even becoming a True Monarch? Is this even human talk?

Some people's expressions shifted as they fell into deep thought, sighing and exclaiming that Dragon Tiger Mountain indeed hid dragons and crouched tigers. To receive such praise and guarantees from the Yi Taoist, what an exceptional person that must be.

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On the highland road that led to the palatial complex of the True Martial Pavilion, within the Skyfire Extermination God Formation, Fu Canglong looked at the hundred-meter-tall fire giant formed by the gathering of fire rain in the sky with a puzzled expression.

Along the way, although he climbed the first Bronze Divine Pillar, the True Martial Holy Palace had teleported him directly to a place of doom, not only far away but also perilous.

He destroyed one restriction after another as he journeyed, barely making it to the final major formation.

"Being struck by the Four Symbols Return to Origin Formation by the four great marshals of the Fenglin Volcano Army, reconstituting the elements of earth, fire, water, and wind, even if Truth Monarch Tianwen's body were stronger, there would be no chance of survival."

"Could it be that the spirit of the True Martial Holy Palace is still alive? Otherwise, who could achieve this degree? Impossible, wasn't the spirit also gravely damaged?"

"Forget it, I'll face soldiers with generals and water with earth. No matter what schemes are afoot, I shall subdue them with my fist."

"Fist suppresses mountains and rivers!"

With a cold shout, Fu Canglong's eyes suddenly filled with gold, and the sky of golden fist imprints roared out, directly shattering the flame giant. The formation collapsed in response, revealing the palatial complex before his eyes.

The same scene was unfolding in other different corners.

In the Vast Ocean Rage Formation, Xu Wuxie looked doubtfully at the dissipating vortex behind him and started to step up the stairs to the palatial complex of the True Martial Pavilion.

Within the Geng Metal Sword Formation, the beautifully dressed Madame Li with the azure sword magic artifact on her back walked out.

From the Thick Earth Ingenuity Formation, Farmer Shanzhu and Yueyangzi emerged.

In the Yi Wood Lush Canopy Formation, Yi Chen strode out.

By now, three days had passed.

The dozen or so True Persons whom Yi Chen had rescued were barely alive after their ordeal; having had their magic artifacts and valuables plundered by Gui Youzi and company, they were now as poor as beggars and dared not venture into the highlands again, instead seeking fortune elsewhere in hopes of compensating for their losses.

On the day of separation, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Zhu had a small disagreement, parting ways and going their separate paths, which provided Yi Chen with another round of melon eating.

During these three days, Yi Chen had been living like Voldemort, recuperating on one hand and 'dealing with people' on the other. However, he managed only to squat down one early-stage True Person realm little corpse demon, without further gains.

The shortfall of the thirteenth layer of the True Technique still was not filled, and with no other choice but to try his luck at the palace atop the highlands, he ascended after recovering good condition.

"True Martial Pavilion?"

Looking at the grand plaque of the hall, Yi Chen stepped into the great hall. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

In an instant, the gazes of everyone within the hall converged on Yi Chen.