Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 860 - 482 The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 24!

860: Chapter 482: The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 24!

I Can Now Withstand Wind from Eight Directions!

(Part 2)

860: Chapter 482: The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 24!

I Can Now Withstand Wind from Eight Directions!

(Part 2)

This was no longer kin to a Ghost King but a lineage of the Ghost Emperor.

Both sides knew that this strike would determine both superiors and inferiors, as well as life and death!

There was no longer any room for mercy.

“Myriad Forms of Forest Hell·Ghost Luo Expedition!”

“Kill!”

A cold, emotionless voice rang out from between heaven and earth; the dharma aspect of the Ghost Emperor extended for thousands of meters, massive and peerless, a purple giant palm like Mount Tai bearing down on the Taoist.

In comparison, the Taoist’s figure seemed so minuscule.

Almost like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Yet he was neither afraid nor did he retreat.

In the Human Realm, there laid Taoists, men of honor and promise.

Rivers of blood, bodies like mountains.

‘Mercy’ without a bottom line is worth less than grass.

Those seemingly correct doctrines sometimes were nothing but right-sounding nonsense.

“Kill!”

“Pure Yang!

Pure Yang!”

Belief ignited; energy spurred to the limit!

The earth rotated, the sky spun, breaking through heavy barriers.

The Taoist rose against the current, chopping through layers of bizarre substances, ultimately colliding with the enormous ghostly hand that covered the sky.

In an instant, heavenly winds and angry billows, above the high heavens, the Nine Great Mysterious Banners flapped even more vigorously than before.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Myriad Ghosts Aura collided, friction occurred, negation and devouring ensued endlessly with the Taoist’s Holy Demon Extreme Origin.

During the intense collision, the Taoist’s hair turned from blue to white, each strand falling out, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help curling into a smile.

Belief without equal, merging of Sacred and Demonic.

He took upon the body of the Demon Sun State, seized the soul of the Holy Sun State; the dualities merged, amid severe obstructions and life-and-death pressures, today, his twenty-fourth layer of Pure Yang Refining Extreme Method finally succeeded.

“I am Wu Liao!”

The Taoist’s joyful voice vibrated through the Nine Layer Heavens; from his previously shed white hair, a strand of golden-purple color burst through the follicles, abruptly growing.

“Refining all the impurities of the world, achieving the unparalleled Pure Yang!”

“All heretical powers, they are but catastrophes of this world, kill!”

Despite the disparity in size above the lofty heavens, the Holy Demon Extreme Origin still surged like a raging torrent, devastating forms and destroying essences, the Ghost Emperor’s Visage, instantly shattered.

“Ah!

Impossible!

How could you be this strong!”

Between the blinks of an eye, the vast Ghostly Yama Emperor Likeness immediately crumbled, and the Nine Great Ghost Kings plummeted through the sky.

“You…

you can’t kill us, there are laws of heaven and earth, we the Ghost Race feed on the human race’s vital energy and Yin intent, now that the heavens and earth are changing, all beings must transcend the Infinite Tribulations, killing us means you, Taoist, are going against heaven.”

A boot came to rest in front of a Ghost King who couldn’t rise.

Accompanying it was the Taoist’s mocking voice.

“Green Ghost King, five thousand years have passed, and you’ve really become more humorous.”

“If you don’t die, should I die instead?”

Thump!

The Taoist stomped down; Extreme Origin surged like a furious wave, instantly engulfing the fallen Ghost King.

At this moment, the Taoist’s eyes overshadowed all, his full head of golden-purple long hair danced wildly at his back, and amidst the release of Extreme Origin, powerful lightning wove around him.

This was his ‘qi’, electric snakes created by cutting mysterious forces between heaven and earth.

He lived a second life, strong enough to make hearts tremble.

“To be a man is to be trustworthy; five thousand years ago, I said I would kill you, and I definitely will.”

In the fearful gazes of the remaining Eight Great Ghost Kings, the thumping sounds continued.

…

…

With a Pure Yang Taoist suppressing the world, the disaster of the shadow ghosts had been completely eradicated within a hundred years.

A hundred years later, between the green hills and waters, a massive Daoist Palace rose from the ground.

The four characters “Pure Yang Daoist Palace” shone brilliantly under the fierce sun.

For any Taoist who emerged from the Pure Yang Daoist Palace, cultivators in the Human Realm had nothing but praise.

Disciples walked out from the Daoist Palace—caught up in evil energy.

Outside the Daoist Palace, at the cliff’s edge where clouds gathered, stood a Taoist with his back to the sun, hands clasped behind him.

All the disciples listened as he suddenly began to chant:

“In the Northern Capital’s Spring Abode, myriad ghosts throng,”

“Only wishing to counter fate’s calculations, to sever the gateways of life.”

“Singing the Cave Chapter alone, to capture the northern Luo Feng.”

“Tying chants to capture the demonic spirits, severing the Six Ghosts Edge.”

Having said this, the Taoist turned around, a smile on his face, and after taking a swig from a flask at his waist, he laughed heartily, moving into and out of the Qing Ming.

“All the heavens and Qi flourish, my Dao grows ever strong!”

The Taoist, exceptional and set apart from the mortal world—Pure Yang, forever boundless!

With his tasks here complete, he would pursue his own Dao again, and as for the Daoist True Palace of old, naturally, its fate had already been exhausted a century ago.

The scene ended abruptly.

—

“Guā, force!

Force!

Force!”

“Especially the Soul Ignition Technique, it truly captures my heart.”

Inside the Demon Bear Cave, the Taoist abruptly stood up, clapping in praise, as a severe mutation suddenly occurred around him.

Half an hour later, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes.

In the dark Demon Bear Cave, sudden flashes of light created electric sparks, elongating the Taoist’s silhouette and revealing his immensely robust figure.

With the fusion of Holy Demon forces, he had become powerfully unfathomable.

At this moment, a virtual screen had already appeared before Yi Chen.

[Name: Yi Chen]

[Life Span: 23/12580]

[Strength: 427, {Strength-Breaking Realm eight times: Penetration lv8.

Energy lv8.

Energy Storage lv7.

Accumulating Strike lv6.

Bleeding lv5.

Challenge lv4.

Manifestation lv3, Storm Gathering lv2, Frenzy lv1 (The more severe the injury, the stronger and faster the cultivation body’s strength and speed, can reach three times the peak performance when near death.)}

Physical Strength: 398, {Body-Breaking Realm seven times: Excess Energy Storage lv7.

Overload Recovery lv7.

Teleport lv6.

Limb Regeneration lv5.

Blood Thirst lv4.

Jade Network lv3.

Sacred Image lv2.

Energy Absorption Reflection lv1}

Spirit: 412, {Spirit Break Realm eight times: Divine Defense lv8.

Divine Concealment lv7.

Insight lv6.

Gazing lv5.

Soul Absorption lv4.

Spiritual Guard lv3.

True Sight Pupil lv2.

True Words lv1 (The spirit is supremely yang and exceedingly firm, with a mere thought under the sway of your Dao sound, one can maintain righteousness and suppress inner demons and alien thoughts.)}

Agility: 397, {Agility-Breaking Realm seven times: Quickness lv7, Space Break lv6, Shadow lv5, Sweeping Through lv4, Move Form lv3, Resist lv2.

Streaming Light lv1}

[Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Lianji True Method Twenty-Fourth Layer.

Passive Skill: Devouring Origin, Pure Yang Domain lv12, Mimicry, Pure Yang Flame Prison, Golden Edge Soldier Prison, Primordial Spirit Radiance X3.

Active Skill: Divine Power Activation, Pure Yang Thirteen Blazes All in Void lv9, Soul Overload, Pure Yang Law Body.

Active Skill: Soul Ignition (Ultimate Sublimation, when burning life essence, one can harbor divine thoughts using Pure Yang mental power to ignite others’ life essence, offsetting cultivation technique expenditures, seven-parts from the enemy, three-parts from oneself.)

Active Skill: Demon Sun State (Inner and outer acupoints interconnected, totaling 2080, obtain boundless Divine Power, significantly weaken all alien force’s damage to oneself, strength explosively increases twenty-fold, standing upon the earth the Extreme Origin recovery rate increases two-fold, strength increases an additional five-fold.)

Active Skill: Holy Sun State (Soul Refining Fourteen Times, great aspirations achieved, extreme height surpassing two thousand meters, inner and outer acupoints interconnected, obtain Infinite Strength and Infinite Law’s endorsement, gains law-breaking, intimidation, damage reduction, fortification, divine power traits, strength explosively increases twenty-fold, when leaving the ground and suspending in the Transition State, Extreme Origin recovery rate increases three-fold when compared to being on the ground.)

Active Skill: Holy Demon State (With the body of the Demon Sun and the soul of the Holy Sun, Holy Demon union, Extreme Origin sublimation, taking on the color of imperial gold, the Holy Demon body’s strength is unmatched, divine might unlimited, stronger by ten times than during Holy Sun/Demon Sun States, each activation’s continuous duration is matched by a corresponding cooldown period, the maximum duration is one day.)

Combat Technique: Supreme True Martial God Halberd Technique (Mutated)

Combat Technique: Pure Yang Holy Fist (Mutated)]

[Cultivation Technique: Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique Eighth Layer]

[Passive Skills: Danqing Painting Skill lv1, Red Joyous Event Host lv2, Funeral Host lv4.

Culinary Skill lv7.

Fish Dragon Dance lv5.]

[Origin Point: 1]

[Deep Red Value: 10510522]

This breakthrough in cultivation technique, with the fusion of Holy and Demon forces, was far beyond Yi Chen’s expectations.

Like his life span, which had massively increased to more than ten thousand years, growing by approximately five thousand years.

Feeling the powerful energies wildly circulating within, a supremely confident smile appeared on Yi Chen’s face.

“Since growing weary of pursuing, I’ve learned to find success at first attempt, since the master’s death, facing the headwinds—now, I can withstand adversity from all sides, pushing against the odds.”

“There can only be one Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm, and that is I, the Fair Demon Emperor—Jia Loulan.”

“Old Demon Dragon, this Taoist looks forward to our first meeting.”

Yi Chen gently ran his hands back from his forehead, touching his golden purple hair, which shone brighter than the sun, the treasured light flowing through his fingers, pressed against his scalp and then falling back into place.

“Of course, it is also going to be our last meeting~”

Yi Chen smiled broadly, covered the still-sleeping Demon Bear with a small blanket using a Blood Essence Stone, and then immediately stepped out of the Demon Bear Cave!