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

The void seemed to be molten, as Yi Chen's palm cradled an extreme brilliance, as if uplifting a freshly risen star.

The Taoist's soul spread outward, his lower limbs slightly bending before stretching again. Suddenly, he hurled the sealed mass of flesh in his hands high into the void above!

"Asna, prepare to die!"

"I, Yi Chengzi, will not hesitate to utterly defeat you!"

Boom!

A silent explosion shook the air.

White waves of fury swept out in all directions!

He!

It seemed as though he had created an expanding moon!

Amidst the violent detonation of energy, a silvery-white cuboid mark was instantly obliterated, exposing within it a peculiar vertical-pupil sigil.

It gazed deeply in the direction of the explosion, a frigid light emanating coldly from its vertical pupil.

As their gazes met, Yi Chen felt his spiritual power link to a mysterious tunnel-like space. His spirit surged upstream, and he seemed to see a Purple Crystal King seated on a magnificent throne, overlooking the entire world.

That's… Asna!

Though his visage was similar, compared to this majestic sovereign at the tunnel's end, the fragmentary avatar that descended upon the Lingxia Realm before appeared utterly pathetic.

Like a pauper donning a royal dragon robe.

The disparity was as vast as that between a Ba Wangji and a phoenix!

This was the true grandeur of one who gazed down upon the heavens.

Powerful, confident, wise—bewilderingly awe-inspiring.

"Hmm."

As if sensing someone's gaze, the grand figure atop the throne slightly turned his head. A warning flared within Yi Chen's heart, and at the last instant before the figure fully turned toward him, he hastily detonated the entire tunnel~

——

"Damn your mother, Asna, that old bastard..."

"I, Yi Chengzi, admit that my earlier words may have been a bit loud… Of course… only for now."

At this moment, Yi Chen's Sea of Consciousness no longer showed any trace of the cuboid mark. Clearly, the Gaze Mark left by Asna had been wholly obliterated under Yi Chen's mastery, leaving only the Yin Manor Seal, stubbornly lingering like some unwelcome squatter.

He had a solution for Asna's Gaze Mark, but the eerie Yin Manor Seal remained untouchable even under the breakthrough of Holy Skill Ascension—it was as frustrating as a dead pig not fearing boiling water.

The thing behaved like a lifeless dog, frozen between real and illusory states, so tricky that Yi Chen felt even if his True Technique ascended to the thirtieth layer, he might still be unable to unravel it.

"The essence of the Yin Manor... is high indeed. If this is a creation of a Dao Fruit Cultivator, then it's far too terrifying." Yi Chen frowned, elevating his estimation of the Yin Manor's origins within his heart.

This bizarre Red Residence might have a far more significant background than he initially thought. A fragmented leftover, yet with an essence so profound—it was like the sublimation of Dao Fruit's power.

The thought arose, and Yi Chen's evaluation of Asna increased further.

To think that the Gaze Mark within his Sea of Consciousness was merely planted by a vestigial avatar from Asna's Immortal Platform. Such a mark required all of Yi Chen's current cultivation to completely eradicate.

The implications were self-evident.

"Could Asna's power… already be approaching the essence of the Red Residence in the Yin Land?"

"Such formidable might—what level of cultivation has Asna attained, and what could someone so strong still be fearing?"

"Ah! The Taoist Emperor!"

A thought suddenly flashed across Yi Chen's Sea of Consciousness.

Even within the Heavenly Star Sect, there was no record of realms beyond the Dao Fruit Realm.

The Cosmic Sea seemed as if it had been locked in place.

The Dao Fruit was akin to a fossil fuel civilization. In his previous life, even Syria could be considered a Dao Fruit; that primitive strength—while susceptible to being crushed by entities like Eagle Nation—still remained confined within the fossil fuel age.

This was the same difference between Asna and ordinary Dao Fruit.

Above Dao Fruit, by the standards of prior civilizations, lay controllable nuclear fusion—the unlocking of infinite energy.

A nation wielding controllable nuclear fusion and infinite energy compared to one bound to fossil fuels would be akin to an industrialized country crushing an agricultural one—it was a disparity of utter dominance.

"So, have the seven titans who gaze down upon the heavens all reached this step?"

"The power they pursue is essentially the domain of the one who forged the Yin Manor."

"Or has someone among the seven gradually pulled ahead over countless ages, even if only by half a step ahead of the others? Yet shy of overwhelming progress, they still bide their time in secrecy."

If this truly were the case, when there's no further room to advance—

"The balance will shatter, and the hopeless titans will have only one recourse—war!"

"An unending war—one that seeks breakthroughs through bloodshed!"

At this moment, even Yi Chen himself was astounded, mouth agape, at his deduction!

Though today he merely destroyed Asna's Gaze Mark, paired with the confirmation from the Yin Manor Seal, it became evident that the Cosmic Sea's prolonged peace was maintained through the tacit understanding and balance among the seven celestial supreme beings.

Should anyone among the seven take that half-step forward, surpassing the others—

What choices remained for those ongoing titans who saw no progress and no hope? Their response was clear without needing elaboration.

From Yi Chen's perspective, Asna now unmistakably exhibited hints of transformation, inching closer to the essence of the Yin Manor Seal. This was far beyond the scope of ordinary Dao Fruit.

This was the Dao Fruit equivalent of building a nuclear power station...

A chill flashed through Yi Chen's heart.

Not only had he slain the strongman sent by Asna, but he had thoroughly obliterated the Gaze Mark he planted.

Even if Asna were a fool, he surely wouldn't continue treating Yi Chen as an insignificant entity. Instead, he would recognize Yi Chen as a worthy opponent, possibly sending himself or someone as powerful as Bo Xun directly against him.

"Shit, run… run!"

"Strategic retreat is the only option."

As Yi Chen gazed toward the Lingxia Realm in the distance, his eyes squinted slightly.

His power now seemed infinite, and with the enlightenment of the Gravity Dao Fruit, perhaps… he could attempt taking the Lingxia Realm with him as he fled.

This cursed place was no longer tenable.

Dao Fruits differ in rank.

Based on the knowledge gleaned from the Heavenly Star Sect, the stronger the Dao Fruit, the greater its might.

Take his initial Magnetic Field Dao Fruit, for example.

From Yi Chen's perspective, the Magnetic Field Dao Fruit was a composite of numerous Elemental Dao Fruits. Through this Dao Fruit, Yi Chen indirectly controlled earth, fire, water, wind, summoned thunder—its versatility far exceeded that of an ordinary Dao Fruit Cultivator.

As for the Gravity Dao Fruit—

"Gravity is omnipresent!"

"It can even distort time and space."

"Of course, distorting time is currently beyond my reach. However, with the Lingxia Realm as the cradle of my Dao, where my Gravity Dao Fruit was born, I could give it a try."

In a flash, Yi Chen's figure vanished, warping space into rippling distortions around his cultivation body, appearing directly above the Lingxia Realm.

Following the return of his Three Corpse Primordial Spirits, and deeper insights into the Gravity Dao Fruit, he developed new Divine Skills based on the use of folded space.

This was an extension of the spatial elasticity concept, utilizing curved space to propel himself forward at high speeds.

Through the Gravity Dao Fruit, he compressed space ahead while stretching space behind, leveraging spatial elasticity to achieve unmatched acceleration—bringing his speed close to… light speed.

At least, without interference from another Dao Fruit's power or cosmic catastrophe, Yi Chen could now travel at sub-light speeds using this method.

Furthermore, he could utilize spatial folding for short-range quantum jumps.

In science fiction, this technique could often be referred to as curvature flight…

With the return of his Three Corpse Primordial Spirits and mastery of the Gravity Dao Fruit, Yi Chen now felt like a warship equipped with a curvature engine—a fortress endowed with terrifying mobility and free from the vulnerabilities of a science fiction battleship.

For instance, energy supply concerns or repair limitations.

Of course, Yi Chen's rapid grasp of the Gravity Dao Fruit's myriad potentials also highlighted the power of knowledge—

After all, without learning, gifting such abilities to a simpleton or brute would yield no meaningful results.

"Shall I test it?"

At the mere thought of escape, Yi Chen was struck by boundless opportunities.

To avert retaliation from Asna and others, while ensuring Lingxia Realm wouldn't suffer catastrophic fallout in his absence, Yi Chen momentarily entertained the notion of fleeing with the entire Lingxia Realm.

Just as the Wolf Warriors could set Earth adrift, Yi Chen mused that he, Yi Chengzi, might move with the Lingxia Realm.

"Caw!"

Suddenly, Yi Chen ascended once again to Holy Skill Ascension, and numerous invisible black gravity threads emerged from his cultivation body, tethering to the Lingxia Realm below.

The Magnetic Field Power reached its extreme, lifting the entire world upon his will.

In an instant—

The Lingxia Realm began to phantomize slightly.

From a lofty view, the Lingxia Realm was moving.