903: Chapter 498: Supre Daoist Sect, Whose Scroll Under the Pavilion, Pure Yang Supre Mystery Scripture_2 903: Chapter 498: Supre Daoist Sect, Whose Scroll Under the Pavilion, Pure Yang Supre Mystery Scripture_2 Asna’s strength was unknown, and no matter how cautious Yi Chen was in his approach, it was not excessive.
If he could push the Pure Yang Refining Extre True thod to the twenty-fifth level before facing this foe directly…
Thinking of this, Yi Chen glanced at the virtual screen on the curtains regarding the balance of the Deep Red Points, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
“Hisss~ Do I really need to make Jia Loulan suffer in the Demon Realm again?
That wouldn’t be good~”
Yi Chen’s thoughts turned swiftly, and a majestic Immortal Mountain shrouded in mist was already in sight far along the horizon.
“Forget it, this ‘Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture’ is so bizarre and extraordinary, let’s see how much of a discount it can offer first.”
Yi Chen never doubted whether he could grasp the true aning of this scripture and truly comprehend it.
What a joke, with his astonishing wisdom as Yi Chengzi, he absolutely didn’t believe there was such an incredible Martial Scripture in the Five Realms!
“Brother, have a sip, your journey ends here.”
Yi Chen brought a robust Mountain Ghost, gripped in his right hand, up to his face, downed the last drop of strong liquor from the pot, and then casually sprayed the alcohol mixed with Extre Origin onto the body of the furiously struggling and howling Mountain Ghost.
In an instant, like morning dew eting the blazing sun, the Mountain Ghost’s figure completely evaporated, and a stream of information imdiately appeared before Yi Chen’s eyes.
This Mountain Ghost was encountered by chance by Yi Chen on his way to the Supre Daoist Sect.
As for why it wasn’t killed until now… naturally, it was for fun.
This Mountain Ghost wasn’t like the others in the guide~
Yi Chen had never seen any Mountain Ghost that looked like a blue elf, its testicles hanging out as it moved – it was rather perverse, so he captured it to study for a while.
Unfortunately, it couldn’t handle the drink of the World-Shaking Pure Yang!
With a lift of his brow, the Taoist looked towards the towering Green Hill before him, rode the wind, and slowly descended.
As the massive stele bearing the four gilded characters of the Supre Daoist Sect increasingly enlarged before him, a grand poetic chant imdiately echoed throughout the airspace.
Its montum was towering, and its presence suprely domineering!
“Majestic intelligence and martial power surpass all.”
“Laughing at the heroes, he determines heaven and earth.”
“The giants of heaven and earth all praise his strength.”
“The pinnacle of the Five Realms is one Taoist!”
As the poetic chant of ‘the pinnacle of the Five Realms is one Taoist’ fell, in an instant, Yi Chen no longer concealed his aura.
His Holy Skill reached its peak, and only after surpassing the might that the Fourth Realm of Breakthrough Limit should possess did he slowly stop.
“Great Qin State Master Yi Chengzi has co to pay homage to the Supre Daoist Sect, and I hope my fellow Taoists will co forth for a discussion!”
Thunderous Daoist sounds spread in all directions, and for a mont, the entire sect of the Supre Daoist Sect was shaken!
Nurous experts hurriedly flew out, their gazes filled with shock as they looked at the Taoist at the foot of the mountain.
“How… How is this possible?”
“Yi Chengzi….How can Taoist Yi Chengzi be so powerful!”
Nurous Taoists’ eyes nearly popped out.
In a flash, two powerful figures suddenly swooped down.
Indeed, it was Ying Si and the stunned Hubris.
In order to reduce future troubles in governing the Dao Sects of the Human Realm, Yi Chen decided that rather than picking a day, it was better to seize the day; today, he would give the Supre Daoist Sect a little shock of World-Shaking Pure Yang!
Seeing the main person co out, the successfully imposing Great Qin State Master imdiately reined in his divine soul, and Ying Si imdiately spoke to introduce:
“Hubris, let introduce you, this is our Great Qin State Master, Taoist Yi Chengzi!”
“My apologies, State Master, for causing such a disturbance.”
Seeing the smile on Ying Si’s face, Yi Chen also changed his previously solemn expression to one of radiant cheerfulness as he bowed respectfully to Hubris:
“I, Yi Chengzi, have long admired the Immortal Mountain of the Supre Daoist Sect.
Unfortunately, mundane affairs have kept from visiting.
Today, I am extrely delighted to see it, and in my excitent, I may have behaved sowhat improperly.”
“I hope you won’t take offense, Hubris.”
“A small gift, modest though it may be, I hope you won’t disdain it.”
Yi Chen cheerfully presented his gift for visiting the mountain, a large blue tail with five colored rings at the end!
“Ah…Ah?
You are too polite, Yi Taoist, what…what is this?” staring at the large blue tail Yi Chen stuffed into his hands with a pained expression, Hubris’s face showed even deeper shock.
“Oh, this is a Mountain Ghost’s tail.
I exerted considerable effort to find this rarity.”
“Do not underestimate this item.
This kind of blue Mountain Ghost is very rare; it probably underwent a mutation and is extrely precious.
I estimate that you can’t find another one in the whole Human Realm.”
Yi Chen promptly and thoughtfully explained.
Looking at the proud expression on Yi Chen’s face and then at Ying Si beside him, smiling, Hubris opened his mouth, but eventually, the words reached his lips only for him to gesture graciously:
“Fellow Taoists, you have co from afar, please co into the mountain for a cup of Spiritual Tea.”
“No need, it’s too much trouble, I’ve heard that the Supre Daoist Sect’s Hundred Spirits Banquet is famous throughout the Eastern Continent, how about we just have a al first~”
Yi Chen imdiately suggested.
“His Majesty is truly a generous man~”
Watching Yi Chen and Ying Si ascend the mountain, Uncle Huan rubbed his sowhat stiff face and called over a young Taoist:
“Zuo Wangji, go prepare the Hundred Spirits Banquet, also, have the Spirit Chef stew this blue tail and add it to the banquet.”
“Such a precious tail, to feast honored guests.”
….
After a sumptuous al, the Great Qin locusts found themselves inside an Abyssal Stone Cliff.
“Is this the ‘Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture’?” Looking at the tadpole-like twisted characters on the Abyssal Stone Cliff, Yi Chen was instantly stunned.
“Correct, I’ve long heard of the astonishing martial prowess of Yi Taoist, I wonder if you could discern so insights?”
“No rush, this matter is easy.”
Yi Chen’s expression beca solemn, and he imdiately sat down cross-legged.
He carefully imprinted all the characters from the Abyssal Stone Cliff into his heart.
Suddenly, he stretched out a finger, and a soybean-sized bump erged from the fingertip, starting to pulsate rhythmically like a heartbeat.
“What…
What is Yi Taoist doing?” Uncle Huan was startled and couldn’t help but ask Ying Si next to him, who looked solemn.
“Uncle Huan, you don’t understand; I really didn’t expect the National Master’s control over his Cultivation Body to have reached such a level, his physique is unrivaled in the world.
“If I’m not mistaken, the National Master is creating a minor bodily circulation with his ager flesh to simulate his own martial performance, just watch~”
Boom~
A soft sound, and the soybean-sized bump at Yi Chen’s fingertip, amid increasingly violent pulsing, exploded into a mist of blood.
“Your Majesty, what is Yi Taoist doing…?”
“It’s obvious, the National Master has ruined his training,” Ying Si said nonchalantly.
Compared to Yi Chen’s failure, what shocked him more was Yi Chen’s absolute control over his Cultivation Body.
Strong, no need for more words.
A single failure does not matter, for failure is the mother of success.
At this mont, God’s mindset remains very stable.
Yi Chen adjusted his mindset and imdiately started his second martial performance.
Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom
Soon, a succession of booming sounds followed one after another, and Yi Chen’s left hand already revealed four sections of his crystalline phalanges.
“National Master, maybe we should just call it quits~” Ying Si, looking at Yi Chen’s sullen face, couldn’t help but gently persuade him.
“No way!
Damn it!
This Martial Scripture doesn’t consider at all.”
The angry Great Qin State Master suddenly stood up, a divine light flickering in his eyes, betting all the chickens he had earned in the Demon Realm.
Based on the ninety-nine previous failures, Yi Chen felt he was just a step away from success.
Deep within the Pure Yang Fla Prison, accompanied by the gradual dimming of countless chickens, a pleased smile suddenly blossod on the Taoist’s lips in the shocked gaze of Ying Si and Uncle Huan.
“The National Master, has realized (liao)!”
With a sweep of his hand, a light swirl of qi instantly twirled and leapt within the Taoist’s palm.
“Damn it, this old coot Taoist Ancestral is terribly crafty.”
“Characters that aren’t characters, forms that aren’t forms; so of the characters in this scripture are actual characters, while others are the pathways of qi flow, full of traps and infinite transformations.
Uncle Huan my friend, I didn’t make a al out of your Hundred Spirits Banquet for nothing.
This martial art, borne from the ‘Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture,’ shall be gifted to your Supre Daoist Sect.”
In a blink, the Daoist Holy Halberd in hand, he began to vigorously inscribe on the ground.
Who writes unparalleled secrets?
Pure Yang Supre Mystery Scripture!
After a full tea’s ti, the Taoist finally stopped his Holy Halberd.
The characters for Pure Yang Supre Mystery Scripture ca to a conclusion.
At this mont, Yi Chen understood that the Deep Red Points needed for the advancent of his True Technique were reduced to just seventy-five million.
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