Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 863 - 483 My Way Domain_3

863: Chapter 483 My Way Domain_3

863 -483 My Way Domain_3

Ma Zouri’s gaze drifted away from Selena, and a smile unexpectedly crossed his indifferent face as he carelessly fiddled with the thumb ring, his expression growing increasingly tranquil.

“Ma Zouri, you really live up to your reputation as the invincible Weeble of the old Western Extreme Demon Country.

However, what puzzles me is why you’re so certain that the Holy Venerable will win.

You do know that the Old Demon Dragon is a peerless powerhouse of the Fifth Breakthrough Limit.

Where does your confidence come from?”

For the first time, a serious glint appeared in Selena’s eyes; the woman who had never taken Ma Zouri seriously now harbored a hint of intense wariness in her heart.

“Lady Selena, all of this is because I, Ma Zouri—am greedy, ha!”

“The more you bet, the more you win.

If Lady Selena isn’t afraid to wager, then naturally, I’m even less so.”

“If in the future Lady Selena happens to be disloyal to the Holy Venerable, then I, Ma Zouri, will be watching you closely~”

With a drawn-out tone, Ma Zouri suddenly stood up, gave a disingenuous bow to Selena, and retreated from the Great Hall.

No one noticed the fleeting moment of sorrow in his eyes as he stepped out of the Great Hall.

Wanting to be the Weeble came at a price, just a matter of how much.

Without sufficient strength, what good would even heaven-reaching wisdom do?

The stage of the Demon Realm had never belonged to the Horse Demon Clan.

Yet they had always found their own way to survive.

Gone were the mighty Mammoth Demon Elephant Clan, yet the Horse Demon Clan remained.

Gone were the Demon Wolf Clan, yet the Horse Demon Clan still existed.

Choose the right side, follow the right person—that is stronger than anything.

…

…

At the break of dawn, a mist settled in.

The grand delegation of the Eastern Demon Kingdom proceeded through the vast wilderness.

While the Horde of Demons was laughing and chatting, the sharp Tree Demon suddenly sensed an odd fluctuation spreading through the air.

The fog seemed to be thickening rapidly.

With a wave of his large hand, the mighty procession halted instantly, and the laughter suddenly fell silent.

“My lord, what is wrong?” Sensing the change in the Tree Demon’s expression, the Catfish Demon promptly approached to inquire.

“Catfish Demon, your Cultivation is insufficient; you cannot detect the signs.

But I sense something amiss ahead.”

Having said that, the lower half of the Tree Demon abruptly turned into a stump, his roots like countless tendrils supporting his Demon Body, plunging fiercely into the ground of the wilderness below.

“Everyone, do not panic.

The Tree Demon is a famous expert of the Breakthrough Limit Third Layer, a renowned pillar of our Eastern Demon Kingdom’s empire.

No matter the petty obstacles in our path, surely…”

Just then, the Tree Demon suddenly spat out a mouthful of deep purple Demon Blood, and his expression turned to one of horror as he pulled out his own roots.

By starlight, they could see that the usually sturdy roots, firmer than any Demon Weapon, had been neatly severed as if by some enormous force, instantly cut through.

“Enemy attack—be cautious everyone!”

In the ensuing chaos, the Demonkin all drew their Demon Weapons and stood on guard.

The fog grew even denser, and within the twisting mists, it seemed a massive shadow was slowly approaching from afar.

In urgency, the Catfish Demon hastily tried to cast a spell, attempting to summon the Demon Flames to get a view of what lay ahead.

Yet the powerful Demon Flames that once could melt metal and split stone were now so feeble they couldn’t even ignite a leaf, the tiny flame flickered and then damnably—snuffed out completely.

“Damn it!

What is this?

Our spells seem to be greatly suppressed, they’re failing,” voiced several panicked Demonkin.

In that moment, a magnanimous voice came from the thick fog, as the Horde of Demons heard the distant shadow begin to intone:

“Life and death, the cycle never ends.”

“And some people, need a little help.”

“I, detest traitors!”

The shadow revealed its form, and it was unmistakably the visage of the Holy Venerable Jia Loulan.

Ever since breaking through the twenty-fourth layer of the True Technique, Yi Chen had discovered many mysteries within the realm, one of the most powerful being the Domain.

Yi Chen named it, My Way Domain.

Within the My Way Domain, all Techniques and Divine Skills are suppressed by him, and then he uses his own powerful Body Refinement experience to defeat his enemies.

This was the Astonishing Wisdom of Yi Chengzi.

They do not refine their bodies, they do not understand!