Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 500 - 342: The Triple-Pure Yang, Sit-ups, The Death of Xue Lingzi

Atop the golden palace.

As the nine Blood God Pillars rose, within a hundred thousand meters around the arena, countless blood clouds howled in, turning heaven and earth a deep crimson, witnessing the birth of a new True Monarch of Dao Mastery.

Yuan Jun no longer had the frivolous demeanor of before, her peach-blossom mask's willow eyebrows raised, exuding an aura of solemnity and fierceness. She picked up the fragrant tea in front of her, took a light sip, and turned to Chen Haichao to say,

"Chen Haichao, Yuan Jun is angry. If my little wolf doesn't come out today, Yuan Jun will definitely kill you in the future!"

In the surpressed fury of her voice, a killing intent overflowed!

The bottom line implicitly agreed upon by all at the Great Qin Legal Assembly was to decide supremacy, not to create scenes of life and death. Xue Lingzi's actions had already crossed that line.

Amidst the surging mana, silver strands once again grew from Yuan Jun's head, her pupils turned pitch black, and as her silver hair reached her hips, golden peach blossoms bloomed on her garment, spreading a destructive aura, drawing the eyes of the crowd.

At this moment, the aura that Yuan Jun displayed was almost on par with the mid-stage of Dao Mastery. No one knew if this was the limit of Doumu Origin Lord; even Chen Haichao, with his cultivation, felt a stir of fear in his heart, pondering that perhaps he had made a mistake by opportunistically allowing Xue Lingzi to establish authority with Lord Tan Lang's head.

An average person might have felt regret from a previous wrong decision.

But who was Chen Haichao? He, who had raised the Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect to its current status, never regretted anything. Regret did nothing but let the negatives affect one's emotions and rationale; it served no other purpose.

"If Yuan Jun insists on killing me, I will accept that fate. However, what I want to say is that the Great Qin Legal Assembly has never ruled out fighting to the death. As per the Assembly's regulations, no pursuit beyond the arena's boundary is allowed. Inside the arena, one is responsible for their own life or death, and it's inevitable for casualties to occur during magical duels."

Chen Haichao swept his gaze across the crowd and then coldly explained.

"Yuan Jun, stay calm. Someone wishes to use the Free Heaven powers to establish themselves as the new leader of the demon realm. This, Free Heaven will remember."

"Lord Tan Lang's Cultivation Body is peculiar and shouldn't be judged by common standards; maybe it will end up causing certain individuals to lift a rock only to drop it on their own feet."

Yuqing True King, who had been quietly observing, suddenly spoke up. His robes fluttered, and he wore a purple star-and-moon mask. His words carried a strange magical power that could pacify the restlessness of one's heart. As a result, the change in Yuan Jun gradually subsided, and her eyes returned to their normal color.

Wuding Divine Sect's Tu Lingjun kept his head down, struggling with a giant piece of roasted beast leg, the blood from which sifted between his teeth. Hearing Yuqing True King's statement, he grinned, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Yi Chen, of course, was unaware of the quarrel happening in the golden palace above the sky. At this moment, his eyes reflected nothing but the tumbling sea of blood.

Spirit, overloaded!

The Great Count is fifty, of which forty-nine are used.

Yi Chen looked up, and with a thought, his spirit burst free from its fetters, soaring up again and rising another seventeen meters, turning Extreme Origin vast as an ocean, divine might like a prison.

Amidst the turmoil of the blood sea, he walked on the waves, carrying the Holy Halberd as he slowly approached a shadow in the middle of the blood sea, his face full of ease, oblivious to the great disaster looming over him.

"Ever since I left the observatory, countless people have sought my life," he said.

"You, Xue Lingzi, are neither the first nor the last. Yet, those people are dead, and some are on the pathway to death."

In his calm words, the towering Daoist casually waved his long halberd, shattering the bloody waves rolling towards him.

Suddenly, he stopped, looked up toward the direction of the golden palace, and said with a fierce expression, "So, why must you all force me!"

"Ignite the seven emotions, burn the six desires, the thirteen flares of Pure Yang are all void!"

"I am, World-Shaking Pure Yang, do you think such tricks can take my life?"

With a roar, Yi Chen's aura surged once more, and he muttered silently in his heart.

"Origin Point, let me see your limit!"

As the screen flickered, twelve out of the thirteen points of Origin Point quietly enhanced his strength, with the remaining one bolstering his physical attributes.

With this boost, his aura became even more towering, astonishing everyone in the golden palace, and the willow eyebrows on Yuan Jun's peach-blossom mask curled up into crescent moon shapes.

"Fight well, my little wolf! Hit Yuan Jun's enemy to death!" she exclaimed.

At that moment, discordant notes resonated again within the golden palace.

"Isn't Yuan Jun being a bit too optimistic? Lord Tan Lang is only temporarily outdoing Xue Lingzi thanks to a special method, which is not sustainable. Xue Lingzi is truly one of us,

As I see it, this Lord Tan Lang will either perish or suffer massive damage to his Cultivation Body, losing the prestige he has today. It is highly likely that his cultivation will regress."

A voluptuous and enchanting beauty sitting below Chen Haichao, the current elder of the Floral Goddess Sect, Mrs. Lian Hua, covered her mouth and giggled. Her jealous gaze briefly flickered across Yuan Jun's chest.

"Lian Hua, hold your tongue. Yuan Jun can go to your Floral Goddess Sect gate and catch a cricket, and I'll run into over a dozen cultivators with your fragrant stench on them."

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"You…"

"What 'you'? Can you beat Yuan Jun? What rank are you, to get prickly in front of Yuan Jun?"

As she spoke, Yuan Jun rolled up her sleeves, revealing her jade-like arms.

The Dao Mastery Realm is vastly different at each step forward, similar to the True Person Realm. For clearer differentiation, it is generally divided into nine levels: the initial stage ranges from the first to the third layers, and so forth.

Mrs. Lian Hua was only at the peak of the initial stage, standing just on the threshold of the third layer.

And Yuan Jun, even with the aura she had previously shown, had already stepped into the fifth layer of the mid-stage of Dao Mastery.