Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!
Chapter 911 - 502: True Technique Level 25 - The Path of the Martial God (Part 2)

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In the Empty Mountain Desolate Valley, treasures pile up like mountains!

Beyond the dew-coated reeds, beauty gathers in droves!

Inside the Golden Jade Palace, a wine pool and a meat forest!

Taoist, does this stir your heart?

Stir, stir, stir, stir, stir, stir, stir!

In the darkness, the Taoist shone like the sun dominating the sky, as he gazed at the three figures emerging around him.

One was white, one was blue, and one was gray.

His smile grew increasingly brilliant.

For a moment, the Taoist began to murmur to himself,

"Finally, I've found you."

"Come, Three Corpse Gods, and let me see your limits!"

The Taoist's gaze suddenly intensified, and strands of his golden purple hair began to fall; he reached Holy Skill Ascension, lunging toward the distant figures.

Throw a punch first and test their mettle!

There might not be much time left for him.

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Heavenly Wind was piercingly cold, the night dark as iron.

In the distance, a black shadow beheld the scene as hundreds of massive beasts hurriedly carried an altar, his face breaking into an even thicker smile.

Puh—a mouthful of blood spewed from the Taoist.

His face was pale as gold paper.

At that moment, six arms simultaneously plunged into the Taoist's chest.

"You."

"Why."

"Don't you pull us into oblivion with you!"

The white, blue, and gray figures spoke one after another.

"That's because what I seek is the extreme combat, the path to Martial God Ascension."

"I only wish to surpass my own limits; when did I ever say I would slay you?"

"Instead, it's you who have been hiding and refuse to meet with me."

"Aren't you the one who wants to 'Slash the Three Corpses', Yi Chunyang! Night and day you pore over the 'Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture', intending to sever us from within your Cultivation Body, aspiring to achieve the Flawless Pure Spirit Body," said the three figures in unison.

"Wrong! You are part of me; why should I slash you?"

"Other cultivators treat you as trash, as waste, but I, Yi Chunyang, regard you as limbs, as parts of my body."

"You are not trash; you—all of you—are my wings!"

"I seek not flawlessness or purity. In all my actions, Yi Chunyang simply strives for a clear conscience; this is my Dao."

"You are me, and I am you. Naturally, you can discern the truth of my words."

"True darkness is approaching. Do you wish to be captured by it or join me in battle, to witness together the myriad splendors of the world? Make a choice—I don't have much time left."

At that moment, the Taoist spoke each word deliberately.

He admitted there was a gamble involved.

But he was also sincere.

Greed was him, anger was him, lust, too, was him!

He never denied it.

"The 'Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture'; originally, I planned to practice it in reverse."

Endless nights of refinement, with his lifelong Martial Arts mastery, his lifetime of enlightenment, and his wisdom reaching the heavens, he realized a truth.

That is—to slash the Three Corpses; Three Corpses can be slashed but not extinguished.

If so, why not embrace them, control them, and turn them into aids for oneself?

Today's predicament was deliberately created by him.

"Yi Chunyang, you truly are a madman. You are greedy; I like you, and I like myself too," said the white figure, who was the first to speak and transformed into a streak of light, entering the Taoist's Pure Yang Flame Prison.

"Yi Chunyang, you're flamboyant, and you're forthright; I have a good impression of you too. Don't let that ghost thing rushing over kill you. Rather than being a dog for that ghost, I'd rather hang with you, you bastard," said the gray figure with a haughty voice, also becoming a streak of light that entered the Taoist's body.

"Damn, I'm the same." The blue figure looked at the altar rapidly approaching in the night, and with an impatient statement, it too turned into a streak of light and followed suit into the Taoist's Cultivation Body.

What countless practitioners sought their entire lives—to slash the Three Corpses, to be free of attachments, to attain great wisdom, to become immortals and ancestors.

Yet the Taoist did the opposite, purposefully cultivating and strengthening the Three Corpse Gods with the aid of the creatures from the darkness, eventually absorbing them into his own Cultivation Body, becoming one with him.

Inside the Pure Yang Flame Prison, the white, blue, and gray figures, like three wheels of white, blue, and gray scorching suns, roared out loud, channeling their strength to the Taoist without reservation.

"Interesting, other Three Corpses Bugs do not have such an amusing host as we do."

"Yi Chunyang, if you do not fail us, we will not fail you."

"Take us with you to witness the myriad splendors of the world!"

Suddenly, the Taoist felt an overwhelming alien force surge from within his Cultivation Body. This power was so immense, capable of ousting cities and shattering strongholds, and finally...

The Taoist heard a sound akin to shattering glass from deep within his soul.

"I've enlightened!"

With a long howl, a cry of delight echoed in all directions.

The Taoist knew he had achieved the 25th level of True Technique.

Almost instantly, the severe injuries he had sustained were healed, and he continued to soar higher and higher.

On his previously bald head, strands of hair, bright as stars, burst forth!

A deep sense of emotion welled up in the Taoist's heart.

Damn it, who could understand the pain of Yi Chunyang?

He was the first among the Taoist Sect, a supreme master, but due to his exceedingly powerful Cultivation Body, his strength felt as sealed as it was locked, rendering him unable to grow hair!

"Stop—halt!"

On the distant horizon, the altar hurriedly halted at the command of the shadow, the shadow looking at the scene in astonishment.

It was like seeing a ghost!

It was the king of one branch of the celestial demons from the Nether Realm, and even the clan's records had never seen such far-fetched events, such an outlandish Taoist, and such an outrageous Three Corpse Gods!

"Ascend to Godhood!"

"Ascend to Godhood!"

With a roar in his heart, the Divine Elephant phantom behind the Taoist crumbled away, finally condensing into a crimson sun at the back of his head!

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