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A series of anomalous changes naturally shook Yi Chen to his core.
The eerie old hag's strength was indeed extraordinary. After a touch-and-go encounter, Yi Chen no longer hesitated, revealing his current strongest form.
The Yang Ji Transformation roared to life.
Since entering the Body-Breaking and Strength-Breaking Realms, this was Yi Chen's first ti activating the Yang Ji Transformation.
An unparalleled strength began to surge within his body.
His stature started to grow, his muscles swelling rapidly like sponges soaking up water, forming protective layers akin to armor that provided him with strong defense and abundant kinetic energy.
His heart started to beat rapidly, pumping blood throughout his body.
The blood-colored energy sphere within his chest flickered, pulsating like a heartbeat, supporting the transformation unfolding before his eyes.
A confidence like never before began to erge in Yi Chen's heart.
His purity had increased again.
The deep purple Inner Qi also began to move with an unprecedented speed, creating intense friction.
Strength is also a man's courage.
At this mont, Yi Chen's courage was imnse.
Gripping the Dragon-Slaying Sword firmly, Yi Chen took a big step forward, concentrating all his strength with a unified intention.
He unleashed a full-powered sword strike at a towering tree person from a distance.
This was a tall tree person fused with a white-clad fierce ghost, its aura even more robust than that of the Daoist master of Zhen Guan.
The long sword cut through the air, emitting a deafening boom, the piercing sound of breaking the sound barrier.
A massive resistance transmitted from the blade, a result of the brief yet intense friction between air and sword.
However, as formidable as this force was, it still paled in comparison to Yi Chen's current level of purity.
At the edge of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, a terrifying pressure wrapped in deep purple Pure Yang Inner Qi descended fiercely towards its target.
Like being sliced by a high-frequency laser, the tall tree person was cleaved neatly in two by Yi Chen's distant sword strike and then exploded violently into countless fragnts.
This was the terrifying effect produced by the explosive force accompanying the realm after the Strength-Breaking Realm.
With this sword strike, Yi Chen's eyes grew even brighter, and the suffocating irritation and violent emotions caused by his Inner Qi felt slightly released, a hint of pleasure erging in his heart.
Exhilarating!
This was a pleasure more supre than re self-release, impossible to describe with words.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"All of you, die for !"
Facing nurous large and small tree people, Yi Chen continued to swing his sword from afar, creating wave after wave of deep purple energy strikes. With each sword swing, two or three tree people exploded, turning into a shower of wooden fragnts.
It was simply because the smaller tree people not rged with the white-clad female ghost were no match; often, it took the destruction of two or three tree people to finally halt the advance of those deep purple energy waves.
Like slicing through vegetables, the tree people that the eerie old hag strenuously animated were soon reduced to a scant few still standing by her side.
The 'Granny' finally showed a change in color at this mont.
Too violent, it was simply too violent.
Yi Chen's efficiency was also unbelievably swift.
Because Yi Chen exerted imnse pressure on 'Granny', the number of dreamlike pagoda trees above everyone's heads suddenly reduced significantly.
Apart from two or three unlucky ones who failed to evade in ti, getting their faces firmly suction-cupped by the descending pagoda flowers, with fine roots growing out of their body orifices, indicating their near demise, the rest managed to survive this onslaught.
At this mont, they all looked on in shock and fear at the scene before them.
Yi Chen's aesthetic of violence overturned their entire concept of fighting in an instant.
This was particularly true for the Daoist master Bai He and his four disciples.
Their long-held beliefs were being shattered and torn apart at this mont, a wave of complex emotions erging in Daoist master Bai He's heart.
Perhaps he was wrong.
The path of physical cultivation could reach incredibly lofty heights, not inferior to technique cultivation, and might even surpass it under certain circumstances.
With a complex look, he glanced at his four disciples and murmured to himself:
"Perhaps it is I who have been biased."
"The mountain does not refuse soil, thereby achieving its grandeur."
"The ocean does not refuse water, thereby achieving its depths."
"In the Way, there is no superior or inferior, the one who reaches is the master!"
He decided that after this battle, he would definitely seek guidance from Yi Chen, this exalted figure of Daoism.
Yi Chen, of course, could not attend to the matters on the side of the escort fighters.
His previous frenzied and unrestrained striking consud energy at a first-rate speed.
According to his estimate, even with the extra storage capacity brought by the Body-Breaking Realm, such lavish spending of Inner Qi and physical strength would last at most seven to eight minutes before being completely exhausted.
At that ti, the situation would reverse completely.
"Esteed Daoist, we can discuss and negotiate this matter, my Pagoda Tree Granny concedes, how about we both cease our actions?"
"Daoist, I am willing to offer three drops of vital essence as a gift to you."
Pagoda Tree Granny's face turned ashen, and she started to plead for compromise repeatedly.
Her tree person army had been decimated by eighty percent by this devil-like Daoist in a matter of seven or eight breaths—how could she continue to cope?
She did not want to die; she wanted to live.
She had been very careful and cautious, taking advantage of the current situation when the blood teor appeared, and the control of the Peacekeeping Departnt over the world was at its lowest in history to lay out her plots and fish a few tis.
The first few attempts were all trouble-free, and she beca addicted to the quick sensation of growing stronger, never expecting that this ti she would hook a great white shark.
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If she wasn't a plant spirit and belonged to the slow-moving spirits of the wooden kind, she would have run away long ago.
Yi Chen paid no heed to the old locust tree spirit's plea for peace, his face revealing a hint of a grim smile.
"Only three drops of life essence?"
"With such a hefty body, what's three drops good for?"
"Not enough, far from enough."
"Not even sufficient to moisten the lips of this Daoist."
"Were you not the one cursing as the 'Taoist' just now? Saying I would be buried here?"
"Bring out that spirited defiance you showed earlier; I prefer it that way."
Yi Chen, dragging the Dragon-Slaying Sword, strode toward the old locust tree spirit, casually releasing waves of deep purple energy bursts as he walked.
The old locust tree spirit propelled her whip-like roots, and, relying on her vast network of roots, she barely managed to hold her ground.
But to the discerning eye, it was clear that the rate of root breakage far exceeded the healing and growth, and at this rate, she wouldn't last much longer.
"Daoist, six drops; truly, I can't give more. Any more and I'll die!" the old locust tree spirit screeched!
"If I kill you, it all becos mine." Yi Chen licked his lips greedily in response.
"If you don't agree, then let's both be destroyed. I'll destroy my core and ensure you don't benefit at all."
As their words fell out of sync, they clashed again in the blink of an eye.
Yi Chen's eyes were set on the old locust tree spirit's Deep Red Points, naturally leaving no room for compromise. Life essence was a rich life force treasure cultivated by the spirits of wood, but did Yi Chen lack it?
The Origin Point of body attributes was the best substitute for it.
What he lacked was only the Deep Red Value.
The gap in the eighth layer of the True Pure Yang Skill was to be filled by the old locust tree spirit.
"If you want my life, use your own to fill the gap!"
"Taoist, let's die together, hahaha!"
A series of cringe-inducing cracking sounds ensued.
Seeing no escape, the old locust tree spirit shattered her own body, with thick sap oozing out, and her aura grew increasingly fierce.
She even moved her roots, taking the initiative to attack Yi Chen.
Yi Chen's expression changed, and disregarding the strain on his body, he lifted the Dragon-Slaying Sword and exerted all his strength, unleashing six tides of Inner Qi – the move "Yang Ji" resurfaced.
Boom!
A vast cloud of dust obscured the forms of the two combatants.
The peculiar locust blossoms in the sky had ceased, and everyone held their breath, watching the spectacle unfold before them.
At this mont, they were eagerly anticipating Yi Chen to erge from the dust, like waiting for a light.
Reality did not disappoint them; after a short ti, Yi Chen, leaning on his Dragon-Slaying Sword, walked out.
His eyes bloodshot, he swept a glance over everyone without a word, and in an instant, vanished between the trees.
Taoist Bai He ultimately missed the chance to consult Yi Chen.
Everyone was taken aback.
Suddenly, a voice in the crowd said weakly, "Why do I feel like the Daoist's gaze just now seed like he wanted to devour soone?"
The young escort wasn't wrong.
Yi Chen truly wanted to eat people at that mont.
The battle with the old locust tree spirit had drained the surplus energy in his body, and an endless hunger flooded his mind.
Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!
This emotion was all that filled his mind at the mont.
As he erged from the dust and saw the crowd, what he slled was an overwhelming scent of flesh.
Yi Chen had never thought that one day he would develop an appetite for humans.
He could only suppress the urge with a strong will, turning to run into the woods in search of food.
Little Miao let out a strange cry, trailing far behind Yi Chen.
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The next day was sunny, and Yi Chen erged from the cave carrying bear pelts, large and small, his eyes recovering their lucidity.
Contrary to his expectations, the old locust tree spirit's many years of cultivation and her determination and power when cornered far exceeded his estimations: it was only with a full-strength blow of "Yang Ji" that he finally dispatched the monster.
Yet, the sixfold Inner Qi tide of the "Yang Ji" technique had also drained all the excess reserve energy in Yi Chen's body, forcing him to find a cave of a brown bear and to indulge greatly before finally suppressing the ravenous hunger within him.
The brown bear resting inside the cave could never have dread that it would one day be knocked out by a forceful blow, skinned and roasted, its whole family taken in one clean sweep.
However, the gains from Yi Chen's fierce battle were also imnsely substantial.
Once he had quelled the cannibalistic hunger inside him, he noticed several lines of text had appeared on his retina.
"You have successfully killed the Red-haired Evil Corpse, gaining thirty Deep Red Points."
"You have successfully killed Charm Ghost 1, gaining twenty Deep Red Values."
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"You have successfully killed Charm Ghost 5, gaining twenty Deep Red Values."
"You have successfully killed the old locust tree spirit, gaining one hundred and fifty Deep Red Points."
At that mont, he had finally gathered enough Deep Red Points to break through the eighth layer of the True Pure Yang Skill.
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