Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

With his keen spiritual sense and ability to seize the opportunity in battle, Yi Chen successfully withstood the mana attacks of two cultivators around the fourth level of the True Person Realm with his formidable physique and broke through the encirclement.

"You thief, courting death!"

"Wind and Fire Reach to Heaven!"

Seeing this, Lie Jiuxiao couldn't help but explode in rage. He, along with his seventeen valiant generals, had let their guard down and were taken by surprise by a crafty scoundrel breaking through their siege. This made him feel utterly humiliated.

With his warblade clanging out of its sheath, it resonated with all the generals under his command. Seventeen blades glinted, converging into a dazzling river of blade energy that appeared out of nowhere, slicing directly towards Yi Chen's back.

With the blade launched, he and his dragon-steed became of one mind. The steed snorted loudly and then kicked up the wind beneath its hooves, its mana merging with his as they both sped towards Yi Chen.

But then there was no 'then'. Because Lie Jiuxiao realized that his steed was not as fast as Yi Chen flying~

Not only that, the long river of blade energy he had painstakingly unleashed was easily dodged by the dazzling white light that burst forth in front of him, revealing a fleeting purple figure suddenly disappearing into the horizon, in an instant reaching a distance that even his eyes couldn't clearly perceive.

At this time, Shui Lingyue watched the transformation of Yi Chen in shock, her mind incredibly conflicted.

Facing the final strike unleashed by Lie Jiuxiao and the others, Yi Chen decisively activated his tyrannical state and fled.

Before activating Extreme Origin to blind one's enemies, he was certain that the big man behind him couldn't even see his tail light.

"Yi Taoist, is this..."

Shui Lingyue couldn't help but exclaim at the sight of Yi Chen's physique swelling to three meters.

Even in his normal state, Yi Chen's physique was already extremely robust, and now it was even more pronounced with her hanging on his neck like a koala.

There stood Yi Chen, with purple hair and purple eyes, muscles like armor, his skin covered with a dense pattern of purple divine runes.

His limbs and back were covered in dragon and tiger tattoos, with purple divine runes protruding like a net covering the tattoos.

With every breath Yi Chen took, a faint golden light emerged on the surface of the purple divine runes.

Shui Lingyue extended her jade hand and curiously touched the purple divine runes on Yi Chen's body. A sensation as cold as metal transmitted to her, letting her sense without using her spiritual perception the explosive power rooted beneath them.

"Abbess, does it feel like I am strong and powerful~

"Is this domineering body strong enough~"

"I will speed up now~"

Yi Chen grinned and his speed increased once again.

His acceleration was naturally to leave the vortex behind him and find a quiet and safe place to settle Abbess Shuiyue before he could seek an opportunity to return and take a look.

Because of his previous encounter with the demonic beings of Han Shan Monastery, he intuitively felt that the Carefree King was not in his strongest form yet.

He had not yet entered the state of Purple Command where demonic strength was stimulated to the extreme, exhibiting a crystalline purple glow, demonstrating that this person was still holding back.

Fu Canglong had already laid all his cards on the table with the turncoat insider, dozens of True Person Realm experts trained in combined attack techniques, and his own formidable strength just entering the realm of True Monarch, an impressively lavish lineup.

While the Carefree King had revealed his trump cards like the giant serpent, white bone demons, and blood-armored guards, despite all this, it was still not enough, and he could only consider himself lucky if he managed to eliminate two-tenths of the forces brought by Fu Canglong.

However, no hint of frustration could be seen on the faces of the Carefree King, even as five underground power heads defected and despite diminishing strength, he still didn't abandon his base at Panlong Peak and flee.

"Carefree King, what exactly is your ultimate goal?"

Suddenly, a spark of insight flashed through Yi Chen's mind.

Sacrifice.

Bu Zhong the monk from Han Shan Monastery was collecting people with strange life patterns as sacrifices.

So when the Carefree King advanced his cultivation to a level comparable to that of a True Monarch, what would he use as a sacrifice?

Was it an abundance of strange and copious base materials? Virgin boys and girls? Human bones? The hearts and livers of prisoners filled with evil deeds?

No, with the Carefree King's influence in the Jiangnan Circuit, he did not need to act so hastily – if that were all he sought, he could have collected them bit by bit.

His rashness and madness, as seen today, even seemed somewhat deliberate.
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And then there were the white bone demons and the powerful crimson serpent he had seen during his previous escape; the Carefree King sparing no expense, commanding these ghastly things to attack the officers of the Zheng'an Division, as if... like he was intentionally using these 'minions' lives, as well as those of the Zheng'an Division officers.

"Damn, he wouldn't be planning to kill Fu Canglong and the Zheng'an Division experts he brought with him, would he?"

"These would be sacrifices of sufficient weight, not the earlier junk."

"Cultivation experts are where the essence of heaven and earth converges, their physical bodies and souls far surpassing ordinary humans, and True Monarchs are especially so."

"The ordinary resources of the Jiangnan Circuit can no longer satisfy the Carefree King's advancement, so he deliberately set this trap, intending to kill a large number of experts from the Jiangnan Circuit?"

"Those who could summon numerous experts in a short time and had sufficient motive to eradicate his Wu You Mansion were none other than the Zheng'an Division of the Jiangnan Circuit."

Once this thought surfaced, it lingered persistently in Yi Chen's mind, sending a jolt through him like an electric shock.

The idea was bold, but what demon doesn't have a trace of madness?

"Even, is this old bastard performing a play, did he deliberately gather the eight underground chiefs to create the perfect opportunity for the Zheng'an Division?"

"He doesn't care whether the eight chiefs are loyal or not because that's not important, what he wants is the dead, and even if the eight chiefs don't betray, in the end, they'll likely be killed by him for a blood sacrifice."