Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 858 - 481 The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 25!

858: Chapter 481: The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 25!

(Part 2)

858: Chapter 481: The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 25!

(Part 2)

“Ha ha, trash!

Shanyinzi, you and your master are both trash!”

Amidst the mad laughter, the tall Taoist dragged a huge iron ball two meters in diameter and directly jumped into the Abyss.

Even though he, Pure Yang, had completely lost his Extreme Origin, with his well-tempered Treasure Body, the mere hundred and some meters hardly posed a challenge to him.

With a loud clang, the gate of the Abyss Prison slammed shut.

Drip, drip.

Three days later, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes,

Inside the dark, sunless Abyss Dungeon, a white-browed, purple-robed Taoist slowly appeared.

“Pure Yang, tell your master, why did you secretly practice Demon Skill?” The white-browed, purple-robed Taoist showed a flicker of heartache in his eyes.

“Because my True Technique reached its end, I fought for the Sect in all directions, with a pair of Holy Fists, a Holy Halberd, I do not know how many Evil Demons I have killed, whether Sacred or Demonic, it is all just a form of strength after all, it is you, Master, who are biased.”

“Given your current Mysterious Cultivation, if you exerted all your might, even if everyone rushed at you, they might not be able to hold you back, why didn’t you break through and escape, but instead surrendered willingly?” The white-browed, purple-robed Taoist asked again.

“If I were to break through, then you, Master, would truly be the target of public criticism.”

“Besides, I am also tired and want to rest.

After all, I know with Master here, they wouldn’t dare to truly kill me.” The tall Taoist was silent for a while before he spoke again.

“You vile creature, still not telling the truth.”

Tall Taoist: “…”

Seeing his master erupt in anger after pulling him out from the Snow Nest, the tall Taoist first shrank his neck and finally stiffened his neck and said,

“Master, the nine Ghost Kings are extraordinary and are extraterrestrial Evil Demons.

They draw on the resentment of the Human Realm, and their cultivation climbs step by step.

Don’t be misled by the appearances of them being beaten into retreat, in fact, they only appear weak because they cannot swallow us at once.”

“Don’t be fooled by the current chaos in the Mortal World, one day, it is bound to turn into a prison!”

“Compassion has already become a tool for Dao Yinzi and the other old-timers to restrain you, a bunch of vermin failing to see the calamity of the Ghost Kings, constantly thwarting me and my master, it’s better for me to stay in this Abyss that has been reinforced by the Great Formation for tens of thousands of years.”

“Otherwise, relying on that bunch of idiots outside, could they have caught a handle on me, Pure Yang?

I was merely taking advantage of their plans.”

“Dao Yinzi and those foolish uncles, thinking that with the banner of compassion, they can clear the heavens and bring peace to the Human Realm, what a joke.”

At this point, the Taoist’s voice suddenly became deeper and more severe,

“The number of people turning into Ghost Puppets is increasing, manpower, we don’t have enough manpower to save each one individually.”

“And among those who have turned into Ghost Puppets, there are those full of evil deeds; should we also save such people?”

“I have tried fighting the nine Ghost Kings, my current Mysterious Cultivation simply can’t break their joint Great Formation, if we want to truly overcome the crisis and navigate through difficulties, only further advancement in my True Technique is the answer.”

“Then…” Seeing the white-browed, purple-robed Taoist wanting to say more, the tall Taoist immediately interrupted, “Master, stop thinking about secretly releasing me.

Disabling the Mysterious Cultivation inside me is a crucial step that I thought of after intense contemplation for breaking through in my True Technique.”

“It’s also a step for you to break away from the Dao Zhen Sect, right, Pure Yang?” A dry, thin hand touched the top of the tall Taoist’s head, the same warm hand that had pulled him out from the Snow Nest, the white-browed, purple-robed Taoist finally sighed deeply,

“No matter what you do, your master supports you.”

“Unfortunately, my master is bound by vows and can’t be as free as you.”

“Go pursue your path, whether it be the path of the Holy or the Demonic, as long as you don’t commit crimes, you are my disciple.”

As the voice faded, the figure of the white-browed, purple-robed Taoist gradually faded and disappeared.

The Abyss Prison once again fell into silence.

“My True Technique has long reached the realm of flawlessness, breaking my Qi lake and heavenly pool, they think they can disable my Mysterious Cultivation?”

“These fools only know how to hold onto their shortcomings, but don’t know that times have changed.”

The tall Taoist flashed a cold smile from the corner of his mouth, then slowly closed his eyes.

…

…

Two hundred years later.

The Taoist opened his eyes, and sparks of electricity filled the empty room; now, his True Technique had completely recovered and had advanced even further.

In a moment, the Holy Sun State and the Demon Sun State alternated back and forth within the Abyss.

“Indeed, my speculation was correct.”

“The body of the Demon Sun State is unmatched, the Soul of the Holy Sun State extraordinary.”

“If I can merge the body of the Demon Sun State with the Soul of the Holy Sun State, the Sacred Devil combined, perhaps I can advance my True Technique to the twenty-fifth extreme level.”

“Truly, unbeatable in the world, I will completely end the ghost calamity.”

The Taoist’s body fluctuated crazily between Demon Sun State and Holy Sun State, and he perceived the transition of his physical body and the Changes of the Origin that was yet to change.

He couldn’t help but grin and burst into laughter.

This time, dispersing his achievement to re-cultivate, the speed of transition between his Holy Sun State and Demon Sun State had inadvertently become a shade faster than before, and his understanding of the in-between state deepened once again.

“This is right~”

“Dispersing Achievement!

Re-cultivate!”

Time ticked away, and in the blink of an eye, another three thousand years had passed.

The tall Taoist who aimed to seize that faint opportunity in the dark, to achieve the union of Sacred Demon, slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of gold-purple mixed Pure Extreme Origin suddenly appearing in his hand.

“Not bad, I have already seen the faraway scenery, truly wonderful.”

“Dispersing Achievement, re-cultivate.”

When people see their goals, their motivation often becomes frightfully strong.

Although this breakthrough was akin to a death run compared to the promotion of True Technique, a long practice makes a good physician, and he was becoming more and more proficient in this task.

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One day, the Taoist opened his eyes, an old white-browed purple-robed Taoist arrived inside the Abyss.

“Childish one, what to do when a Taoist kills?”

“Speak, don’t speak, let others speak.”

“All sins fall on my shoulders, the Qi of all heavens roars, my Tao flourishes!”

The Taoist opened his eyes, a trace of sorrow flashed through them, but he firmly declared.

“Good, Pure Yang, I bestow upon you the Dao Jue, absolving you from the sin of killing!” The white-browed purple-robed Taoist’s expression was kind and lacked any fear of his impending end.

“No need, I, Pure Yang, have conducted myself through life, why should I explain myself to others?” Faced with the Jade Jue handed by his master, the Taoist did not reach out to take it, instead, he stubbornly held his head high.

The white-browed purple-robed Taoist gazed deeply at his disciple for a long while, finally sighing deeply, “You are right, Pure Yang.”

“Now that the nine Ghost Kings have appeared together, exhibiting their world-destroying power, the Cultivators Alliance is already at a disadvantage.”

“If I were to pass away, great disaster looms near.”

“Childish one, if the future actions turn impossible, with your cultivation, run when you must, escape to another different world, there must be a way to live.”

The white-browed purple-robed Taoist sighed, his dry, bark-like big hand once again touched the Taoist’s head, then he turned and left without another word.

In an instant, a trace of mist appeared in the eyes of the tall Taoist, knowing that today his master had come to say goodbye.

Another two thousand years passed, and the Taoist was still one step away from perfection in achieving Sacred Demon Integration.

Suddenly, the Abyss Dungeon was opened.

It was the old Shan Yin who came with the belongings of the white-browed purple-robed Taoist.

“Great Senior Brother, the Ghost Kings… Ghost Kings are about to attack, the Sect… the Sect is in danger.”

“Waste!”

The True Technique not yet perfected, sensing the rapidly approaching terrifying ghostly aura, the Taoist abruptly stood up.

He had sat in the Abyss for five thousand years, dispersing his achievement throughout, but he had ultimately damaged his Qi, and now his lifespan was less than three hundred years.

“Is your mercy to let the Mortal World fall and turn into breeding grounds for ghosts and monsters?”

“Big….”

Boom!

A terrifying fist shadow struck, and the Taoist immediately turned the old Shan Yin in front of him into a mist of blood.

Under the great force of time, the uncles from his past who targeted him were mostly buried by now.

Now that the grudges were settled, the Taoist abruptly stood up; even if he was confident in achieving perfection in the last two hundred years, he could not simply watch the Dao Zhen Sect, so cherished by his master, fall.

The iron curtain of the Abyss flung open!

An old Taoist Priest with not much lifespan left, holding the Extreme Holy Halberd, gallantly walked out of the Sect.

Facing him were the swiftly approaching nine Ghost Kings.

Ahead of the Ghost Kings were hordes of Ghost Puppets, darkening the sky.

“A day as a Ghost Puppet, a lifetime as a Ghost Puppet!

Kill!”

With the Holy Halberd sweeping in his left hand and Holy Fist thundering in his right, the old Taoist Priest was so powerful that it trembled hearts, and he managed to annihilate all the numerous Ghost Puppets in an instant.

“You heartless old Taoist, your mercy….”