Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!
Chapter 1051 - 560: What It's Like to Overlook the Five Realms, Comparable to a God!

Heavenly Wind bites with frost.

Like knives, like steel, gnawing the bones and obliterating the soul.

Above the high heavens, a formidable Taoist figure continuously climbs, climbs, and climbs even higher.

At this moment, Yi Chen's cultivation has soared to its limit, even the Soul Ignition Technique has been fiercely unleashed, and his expression is becoming increasingly bold and unconstrained.

A terrifying 'aura' disperses from atop his Cultivation Body.

The dreadful Heavenly Will Gang Wind gathered into raging waves, a mad rush towards his Cultivation Body, as if trying to entirely annihilate the arrogant figure before them and reclaim their authority.

Gazing down from on high, layers upon layers of celestial wonders continuously bombard the body of the Taoist, sparking dazzling and magnificent red lights in their struggle against his Protective Extreme Origin.

The Heavenly Wind and Rain were also quite peculiar, initially colorless, but as they ascended, their power became even mightier, changing from colorless to light blue, dark blue, ink green, scarlet red, until pitch black,

These eerie celestial wonders coalesced into glowing ribbons that burst forth from unknown places, cascading, beginning to wrap around Yi Chen's Cultivation Body like streamers, making the Taoist at the eye of the storm resemble a colorful sea urchin.

The tips of these light ribbons spun wildly like high-speed drills, seemingly attempting to penetrate the Taoist's body, to blast him completely, but before even touching, they were reduced to dust by an overwhelming, irresistible Strength.

Occasionally, pure purple thunders, long-brewing in the Nine Heavens, would fall, only to be effortlessly dispersed by the Taoist with a casual punch.

"Quack, Heavenly Will! You're really a clueless fool, daring to use the power of thunder against me. It's amusing indeed."

"You simply don't understand; my Strength is endless!"

"Heavenly Will, you come with limitations, but I have none. I, Yi Chengzi, keep climbing, so in front of me, you ought to be humble, damn it!"

Amidst boisterous laughter, Yi Chen's arrogant words resounded through the Nine Heavens!

As if provoked, this very moment, an even more terrifying thunder vortex took form in the sky, with merely a wisp of its inconsequential electric arc light being enough to effortlessly obliterate the leader of the Illumination Organization, Hu Zhu, who was currently still enduring ultimate disgrace by Daqin Five Bases.

Even in its incubation phase such might was present, and the intensity continued to climb ferociously, leaping higher with each breath.

Tension! Tension! Tension!

Facing the apocalyptic Thunder that seemed like the wrath of the heavens, could Yi Chengzi, Yi Chengzi, whose Taoist Couple had perished, yet not completely gone – the World-Shaking Pure Yang Yi Chengzi - contend with it?

Absolute certainty, easy as ever!

Nothing could stop him, for he is the greatest in the world, the World-Shaking Pure Yang, the Pure Yang Martial God!

Lifting his head to the sky, a smile that was three parts wild, three parts defiant, and four parts nonchalant of a strong individual suddenly surfaced on the Great Qin State Preceptor's face, followed by his True Yang Spirit enveloping him rising like flames,

At the soles of his feet, the solid Pure Extreme Origin sprayed out suddenly, soaring to the skies,

Above his Soul, the Taoist's mouth abruptly widened and fiercely bit into the forming Thunder Core.

With one bite, he devoured half of the Thunder Core,

As if savoring a piece of chewing gum, an exhilarating sensation of icy thrill instantly emerged in Yi Chen's heart, and in the blink of an eye, that power was devoured, transformed, turned into Pure Extreme Origin, fueling the eternal Pure Yang Holy Fire within his body.

With another bite, the terrible thunderstorm conjured by the wrathful Heavenly Will was dissipated.

"Hee! How delicious your thunder is~ it excites me to the point of bursting!"

The indomitable Taoist's visage grew even wilder with laughter as he began to practice his Martial Arts Sacred Fist and many spear techniques high above the heavens.

Neither the Heavenly Wind and Rain nor the fierce strikes of Electric Fire And Thunderbolt could defeat the unmatched Deep Red Holy Body of the Great Qin State Preceptor; between his raucous cries, he scattered the assaults of the Heavenly Will.

Thanks to Yi Chen's prior experiences striving for Origin Points to temper his Treasure Body, his Cultivation Body was well-founded,

From any angle, his body, honed thousands of times, was undoubtedly that of a true hexagonal warrior,

So to defeat him, Yi Chengzi, only absolute strength, a direct overwhelming force blasting him to dregs, would suffice. Any thought of battling him is but digging one's own grave!

Moreover, in a sense, the Magnetic Field Dao Fruit that has never been condensed in the Cosmic Sea to date is practically the nemesis of Heavenly Will,

Even the Heavenly Will must concede its own Magnetic Field's existence and seek other weaknesses to exploit,

Unfortunately, some Taoists are incredibly tough, without a single weak point.

Knowing he had won, it was Yi Chen's confidence that allowed him to brazenly suppress the Heavenly Will without any thought to needing Great Qin's assistance – a concern that was unnecessary for Ying Si.

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"The State Preceptor's cultivation is unfathomably deep!"

"Half a month has passed, and the fiery cloud anomaly grows wider. It seems the State Preceptor is gaining the upper hand and is likely to accomplish a feat unprecedented since our Human Emperor!"

Atop the Star-picking Pavilion, Lang Qianhua raised his cup and drank it down in one go, unable to stop himself from exclaiming to Ying Si.

Just thinking about the age of that formidable Taoist above the high heavens, Lang Qianhua couldn't help but feel a sense of breakdown within.

Throughout ancient and modern times, across the vast stars, has there ever been an existence that repressed the Heavenly Will at the age of barely twenty?