Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 637 - 394: The Secret of Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Blessed Land, Inside and Out, Beating Up! The Truth, Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Great Uncle Appears.
All were astounded!
"Only a true Break-Limit True Monarch could break through Disciple Zhang Lingyue's fiery sea and golden dragon divine power with such a domineering attitude," Taizhenzi muttered to himself as he saw Yi Chen stop, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Gazing at the majestic Daoist standing in the sky, his eyes were now filled with envy.
The battle had begun with a dramatic opening, with leaders from both sides taking the field, one launching a fierce attack while the other fled, as if they were children at play.
However, what no one had expected was that Yi Chengzi was indeed just toying with them, not yet going all out.
He had really broken through the limit!
"Such a young Break-Limit True Monarch, what extraordinary peerless talent this must be," Zhang Longyi thought, feeling a surge of despair upon seeing the dominant figure in the sky.
Suddenly, he remembered his father's admonition,
"Yi Chengzi has made a name for himself; we cannot, absolutely cannot let anyone know that we have ever schemed against this man!"
"Fortunately, after that incident, I secretly took care of all those who knew about it. Now that the Yan Family has perished and no one else knows the truth, even if Yi Chengzi lets something slip, there will be no proof of his death."
"As long as I, Zhang Longyi, deny everything steadfastly and refuse to leave the mountain until my cultivation is complete, what can he do to me!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Longyi made his decision. Glancing once more at the arrogant figure in the sky, he retreated fearfully behind his fellow disciples, trying to make himself less noticeable.
"Yi… Yi Taoist, I, Zhang Lingyue, failed to recognize a great man, I've lost… lost. I thank the Taoist for showing mercy," said Zhang Lingyue, his soul barely recovered from shock, looking fearfully at the huge crimson fist before him.
Just then, he had genuinely felt the sensation of death enveloping him.
Between life and death lies great terror!
Throughout his cultivation journey, having experienced countless life-and-death situations, he thought he had gained insight. But today, he realized that his soul still harbored fear and trembled!
That fist!
Something was off!
"Yi Taoist, that fist…"
"Did that fist give you a feeling of facing a cataclysm, as if a great disaster loomed?"
"That is the Cataclysmic True Meaning that I have painstakingly derived using my astonishing wisdom. I am the Cataclysm!"
"Under my Cataclysmic True Meaning, Daoist Zhang, your perfectly harmonious Dao heart is not as strong as you think, and it still has flaws. That is why you couldn't exert all your strength."
"If you had truly broken the limit, the divine intent of that fist would not have affected you to such an extent."
Yi Chen slowly shook his head.
"Thanks to Yi Taoist for clearing my doubts, enlightening me profoundly. Yi Taoist is truly a mentor of mine in a single word. I became famous at a young age and, despite many dangers, I have always been supported by my mentors, which ultimately planted the seeds of today's mental barriers in my heart," he confessed.
"Even though I also experienced life-and-death battles later on, my body housed treasures of the sect which protected me. Except for one or two instances, I had never truly been in a life-or-death situation."
"Insight gained through talent alone is just a fleeting illusion. With such an unstable foundation, it's no surprise I faced defeat today."
"Yi Taoist is so young, I cannot fathom how you managed to cultivate such a state of mind, and this Cataclysmic True Meaning is beyond my comprehension. Without hundreds, perhaps thousands, of genuine brushes with death, how could you have comprehended and integrated such a truth into your being?" Zhang Lingyue couldn't help but marvel.
Yi Chen heard this and shook his head again, but the fist he raised in his hand remained undropped: "Daoist Zhang, we are different~"
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"The Cataclysmic True Meaning is truly terrifying," someone said.
"Yi Chengzi's Cultivation Body is truly mysterious. Upon close examination, it even shares some similarities with the 'Taiyi Dragon Tiger Control True Seal Divine Technique' cultivated from our Dragon Tiger Mountain, creating a golden dragon tiger body. It seems, indeed, that all paths lead to the same destination in this world!"
"Ancestor Teacher, is this the reason you stopped me from taking action? You wanted to use Hidden Dragon Taoist's hand to help Disciple Zhang Lingyue find the flaw in his state of mind!"
Behind Dragon Tiger Mountain, the current Heavenly Master Zhang Taichu stood like a disciple from a younger generation in front of a young Daoist.
The two were standing in an underground cavity, filled with jade-colored vapors that gave a sense of long life and fortune upon seeing them.
This place was Dragon Tiger Mountain's greatest secret.
A blessed land, a cave paradise!
The eerie jade-colored mist could prolong one's fortune and dispel calamities.
Whether for breakthrough meditations or those with dwindling lifespans sealing themselves here, the presence here greatly delayed aging, and even time itself seemed to slow its pace.
This blessed land, this cave paradise, was the greatest foundation of Dragon Tiger Mountain. If not for the limitations on the number of people it could hold,
And those who protect you will also bind you. The high cultivators of Dragon Tiger Mountain who were suffused with the jade mist had one limitation: they could never again leave the back mountain in their lifetime.
Even for someone as advanced as the 'young Daoist' who Zhang Taichu called Ancestor Teacher, who could appear on the front side of Dragon Tiger Mountain, leaving the mountain was but a dream.
If one actually tried to do so, within less than an hour, the jade qi would leak out from their orifices, and the forces of time would exact their revenge upon their Cultivation Body a thousandfold.
Then, other than dying and their Dao vanishing, there would be no other path to follow.
"Hehe, Taichu, Dragon Tiger Mountain has indeed made you suffer, whereas we old bones have become the living dead," said the elder cheerfully.
"Yes, Zhang Lingyue is immensely talented, only a step away from truly breaking the limit, and he has never entered the blessed land. His future is boundless. This is why I stopped you from acting."
"However, that young fellow known as Yi Chengzi is truly a surprise, a brilliant figure such as him in the world."
"Without profound blessings, one cannot comprehend that Cataclysmic Meaning. An ordinary person, if so, would have died a thousand and eight hundred times over."
"The world is becoming increasingly chaotic, with anomalies emerging one after another. Just like the Millennium Emperor Ying Si, and that extraordinary female crown on Mount Qingping, it truly is an age of great strife, where monsters and prodigies frequently emerge."
"It's a pity that your senior brother, Zhang Ji Shi, that unruly scoundrel, is now nowhere to be found. Otherwise, with his talent, he would certainly still be top-tier in this world, and you wouldn't have to struggle so hard to support everything."
Speaking of the name Zhang Ji Shi, the 'young Daoist' couldn't help but burst into anger, seemingly still somewhat resentful!
"Indeed, our eldest senior brother monopolized the spiritual intelligence of the three generations of disciples that came after him, leading to the successors becoming weaker with each generation."
Zhang Taichu sighed helplessly with a bitter smile, and when he mentioned Zhang Ji Shi, there was still a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, as if recalling that once high-spirited eldest senior brother.
Not only was he mischievous, but his talent was truly unparalleled.
Just as Zhang Taichu was about to say something else, the 'young Daoist' suddenly changed his expression.
"Presumptuous!"
"I have underestimated this Yi Taoist!"
"Taichu, I will go meet this person! I'll be right back!"
——
"Yi Taoist, why haven't you lowered your fist yet?"
High in the sky, Zhang Lingyue, who had already found the path to breaking limits, was filled with joy in his heart.
"Yi Taoist, you are indeed capable. Although you cursed me out thoroughly, you have led me to find the right path. This grace is indeed great."
Looking at Yi Chen's still raised giant fist, Zhang Lingyue spoke with confusion!
"Eh, Daoist Zhang, are you not feeling very joyful now that you've found the path ahead?"
"Indeed!"
"Daoist Zhang, you are happy too soon! We haven't finished fighting yet."
"You of Dragon Tiger Mountain have been sharpening your knife against this poor Daoist, and it does not sit well with me!"
"Ah, fight~"
During the battle between Yi Chen and Zhang Lingyue, Yi Chen keenly sensed a feeling of being watched.
Considering that he had let the situation flow so freely that it became like a sea, it was forgivable if people like Zhang Lingyue and Taizhenzi, with their dull eyes, could not see it, but how could the true Break-Limit experts of Dragon Tiger Mountain fail to notice?
Yi Chengzi had never doubted whether Dragon Tiger Mountain had a Break-Limit True Monarch or not.
If things really were this desperate, Dragon Tiger Mountain would have been gobbled up by Da Yue and the Buddhist sects long ago; how could those factions be so wary of it?
But after a long wait on the left and right, there was no one who came out to stop him.
Does Dragon Tiger Mountain really not care about their face?
Face, of course, they care about it, and if they don't—
There is always a reason for wearing cotton pants underneath leather pants!
Yi Chen quickly thought of a possibility: there is a dog!
A dog is using him, Yi Chengzi, to sharpen their knife again!
Damn your mother!
These black-hearted people!
A finger gradually enlarged in Zhang Lingyue's eyes.
A middle finger instantly snapped onto his forehead.
This flick to the head was a heavy and forceful one!
Caught off guard, Zhang Lingyue was unable to control his body from falling backward.
"Ah, Yi Taoist..."
"Your mother's Yi, ah da da da da da!"
Fists the size of a clay pot fell like rain on Zhang Lingyue, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Lingyue had turned into a pig's head.
Boom!
Yi Chen's figure flashed, and he appeared below Zhang Lingyue, delivering a heavy and forceful knee strike. His figure flashed again, and he appeared above Zhang Lingyue, this time it was a powerful elbow strike straight to the top of the head!
Bang!
With this elbow strike, Zhang Lingyue felt as if he saw his mother whom he had never met before... his eyeballs felt like they were popping out slightly.
Ora! Ora! Ora!
Seeing Yi Chen suddenly hold back and even have a friendly chat with Zhang Lingyue, everyone's mood had relaxed, but for some unknown reason, Yi Chen suddenly erupted again!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhang Lingyue, the Supreme Elder of Dragon Tiger Mountain, was hung in the sky and beaten by Yi Taoist!
Damn your mother, you want both face and substance. Do you think World-Shaking Pure Yang is so easygoing?
If you want substance, you have to let go of face!
Expecting to freeload without paying extra, there's no such good deal!
Lin Luo rubbed her temples with both hands, her head hurting without knowing the truth.
"Taizhenzi, don't look at me; I can't control Yi Taoist!" In response to Taizhenzi's pleading gaze, Lin Luo sighed helplessly and smiled.
"Enough, Yi Taoist, stop!" A cold shout rang out, and suddenly the figure of a 'young Daoist' appeared in the sky.
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