Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 635 - 393: The Taoist Priest’s Head Bursts, The Power of Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Blessed Land, Heavenly Master Strikes with a Palm, Yi Chengzi Truly Breaks Limits!_2

Such a display of might, and without even lifting a hand, they were already quaking in their boots.

"Wan Sheng!"

"The godly might of the Supreme Elder!"

Rising up with a transparent energy shield and looking at the celestial phenomena, the Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples were greatly encouraged and even began to cheer jubilantly.

However, the cultivators from Great Qin were slightly anxious inside, remaining silent, and on the cloud platform, Lin Luo also looked preoccupied.

Did anyone else know Yi Chen's strength better than she did?

Emperor Qin Ying Si had personally told her: Break-Limit True Monarch.

She knew about Yi Chen's temperament; if the Supreme Elder of Dragon Tiger Mountain was injured, that would be a disaster.

Seeing Lin Luo's expression, Taizhenzi and Zhang Lingyue were even more reassured.

Seated at the other end of the cloud platform, Taizhenzi was stroking his long beard and smiling lightly, "Envoy Lin Luo need not worry. My junior disciple Zhang Lingyue knows what is at stake and will not seriously harm Yi Taoist."

"At worst, some minor physical pain."

"Ah... Ah?" The purple-haired girl opened her mouth but ended up saying nothing; instead, she looked up at the sky with a bitter expression, full of worry.

She had already sent a message to Yi Chen, hoping he would show mercy and not beat someone to death, but unfortunately, Yi Taoist did not reply to her.

——

"I've long heard of Yi Taoist's unparalleled Holy Halberd, why doesn't the Taoist bring out your famous magic artifact, the Heaven-Asking Holy Halberd?"

At this moment, Zhang Lingyue had completely changed in appearance, donning a purple Daoist robe that shone with a strange metallic luster, suddenly appearing on his body. Behind him, a black and white Tai Chi pattern burned with a ring of red illusory flames, looking quite mystical.

His muscles bulged, and instead of the most common magic artifacts such as the Dao Sword or dust whisk, he held a pair of strangely remarkable gauntlets in his palms.

No, rather than gauntlets, it would be more apt to call them a pair of unusual purple-scaled creatures that perfectly covered his arms starting from his palms.

Moreover, each of his arms was embedded with three strange dragon-shaped golden rings that emitted a strong fiery aura.

Even against a rabbit, a lion uses its full strength. Even though he believed Yi Chen's cultivation was surely inferior to his own, Zhang Lingyue still did not underestimate him and was fully prepared.

This was the enlightenment he gained through numerous life-and-death experiences in the Demon Realm.

High in the sky, Zhang Lingyue displayed his aura without any restraint.

Looking at the formidable Daoist whose presence rivaled that of the Asura Monk before him, Yi Chen merely smirked carelessly.

As his domineering aura progressively unfolded, a figure with purple hair and purple eyes suddenly stood tall above in the sky. Below his feet, a circle of intricate and unusual patterns spontaneously emerged, burning with purple flames that surrounded the Daoist's silhouette.

On his arms were tattoos of fierce tigers, a ferocious dragon roared on his back, and at his waist, a green divine bull was digging the ground incessantly, as if intent on striking the heavens.

"Why not use the Holy Halberd?" The corners of the Daoist's mouth stretched wider as the burning purple flames at his feet cast his sharp white teeth in a somewhat purplish hue.

With a lopsided head, his purple hair draped over his shoulders, his face suddenly spread with a kind smile.

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"Not using the Holy Halberd? That's because I'm afraid of accidentally killing you, hahaha!"

Amidst his boisterous laughter, a crimson armor suddenly covered Yi Chen's cultivation body. His momentum began to surge, strengthen, and double!

"Arrogant!"

Zhang Lingyue's pupils constricted, but he pointed out his finger lightly.

A bizarre fluctuation instantly swept in all directions.

In an instant, the surrounding space turned into a red sea of fire, engulfing tens of thousands of miles.

"Daoist Lin Luo, this is my junior disciple Zhang Lingyue's Dao domain, the Fire Dragon Dao Domain," Taizhenzi said.

"Within this domain, one must not only endure scorching airs but also feels like being trapped in the mire, with every action consuming more than ten times the usual mana."

"This Dao domain is excellent for both killing and trapping enemies. I myself suffered greatly within it and could only counter my junior disciple's Fire Dragon Dao Domain with my own. Yi Taoist is being too complacent, not even unveiling his own Dao domain, fearing that he might suffer a great loss."

With a raised cup of fine wine, Taizhenzi toasted Lin Luo from afar, his expression brimming with smiles.

"Really?"

"I don't believe it."

Lin Luo returned the toast and lifted her head towards the sky, responding softly.

"Wha... What? How is that possible?"

Looking up, Taizhenzi saw an astonishing crimson silhouette with arms folded standing in the sky, dodging every stream of Zhang Lingyue's emitted mana light with serpentine swiftness as if entirely unaffected.

What he didn't know was that after flaunting two pieces of Fire Suppression Jade, Yi Chen's resistance to fire had reached an astonishing level. With his cultivation body's inherent resistance to control spells and the refusal ability gained from the sixth Agility-Breaking Realm, this so-called Fire Dragon Dao Domain felt just like home to him.

In an instant, Yi Chen's boastful voice spread in all directions.

"Wuhu~"

"That's it?"

"Daoist Zhang, your domain is actually quite warm, kind of interesting."

"Faster! Faster! Even faster! With this speed, you can't even touch my robe; Daoist Zhang, did you skip your meal?"

"!@#￥"

Under Yi Chen's scarcely veiled goading, Zhang Lingyue's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and he began to feel a tinge of doubt within.

Well-versed in the art of war, Zhang Lingyue automatically filtered out Yi Chen's trash talk.

"No, it's not possible, absolutely impossible!"

"He must be using an immense amount of mana to resist forcefully. His mana consumption must be dozens of times higher than mine; surely he's bluffing, aiming to force me back with this pretense."

With this thought, Zhang Lingyue's emitted mana grew even more radiant, with wind blades, ice swords, lightning snakes, and seas of fire - countless mana illuminations flickered in the sky.