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Chapter 430 He is the White Tiger God! (Please subscribe)
Upon hearing this voice, Chen Yi frowned slightly, sensing that a group of people were also approaching from behind.

The leader was even more imposing than the monks ahead.

Eight Realms of Supernatural Powers?
The aura emanating from him was so strong that it was probably not much different from that of Lu Chen from the Demon Court.

He was accompanied by two powerful beings at the seventh level of the Divine Realm.

It was two zhang tall and looked like a barbarian rather than a demon, lacking the pungent, foul aura of a demon.

There was also a short person, less than three feet tall, not even as long as the Spring Rain Sword.

He also possessed the divine aura of a powerful being at the seventh level of supernatural abilities.

In comparison, these newcomers were stronger than the previous combination of monks, swordsmen, and wolf demons.

Ah Lang also saw the person approaching from behind, his brows furrowed suddenly, and he transmitted his voice in a serious tone:

"Yi-ge'er, be careful."

"The newcomers are a group of evil heretics who have been hanging around Golden Wind Street for many years. The leader is called Bai Chuanyang, who is an eighth-level evil demon who cultivates the Devouring Demon Art."

"His supernatural powers and methods are very strange. They can devour the supernatural powers, divine will, or cultivation of others and transform them into his own cultivation, and can also enhance the power of his own supernatural powers."

"It is said that many powerful beings at the eighth or even ninth level of supernatural abilities have fallen victim to his evil deeds."

Seeing Chen Yi nod slightly, Alang continued telepathically without pausing:

"That barbarian is called Damonmaili, those who know him call him Ada. He is a barbarian cultivator at the seventh level of supernatural powers. I believe Yige'er should know something about the barbarian shaman blood seal."

“Ada carries the blood pact of three ferocious demons at the seventh level of supernatural power. One is the drought demon, the second is the mountain patrol beast, and the last one has never been seen to be used by him.”

"The last short man is named Sun Huai. Don't let his short stature and unassuming appearance fool you; he is a true body and fist cultivator, even more troublesome than Ada."

As fellow practitioners of body and fist techniques, Alang focused his attention more on the short man.

In fact, the main reason he knew so much about this group was because of Sun Huai.

In a way, this person is someone Ah Lang wants to catch up with.

Not only are his cultivation, supernatural powers, and physique all powerful, but he is also the first body cultivator on Mount Taizhou to cultivate in an extremely dangerous secret realm and domain.

Ah Lang's current actions are mostly learned from Sun Huai.

If Sun Huai hadn't had limited talent, a humble background, and no powerful backers, his achievements would certainly be much greater, and he might even have reached the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm.

At least that's what Ah Lang thinks.

As for the other powerful figures who followed Bai Chuanyang, Alang knew them all, but their cultivation and supernatural abilities were far inferior to the three mentioned earlier, posing no threat to Chen Yi, so he didn't say anything more.

After listening, Chen Yi nodded slightly and said, "You wait here. These people are here because of me. They shouldn't touch you until this matter is resolved."

"Of course, if they become desperate, I will have my avatar send you away from here first."

Alang hesitated and transmitted his voice, "Should we ask Daoist Zhao Muzi and the others to come to our aid? If Daoist Zhao intervenes, even just by showing his face, these people will not fare well."

Chen Yi shook his head and replied telepathically, "Not for now, these people aren't worth it."

It's not that Zhao Muzi shouldn't take action.

Rather, it's not worth making him owe Master Zhao and the others another favor.

It's not worth deepening the karmic ties between him and Xun Wangtian.

Recently, Chen Yi has paid more and more attention to "cause and effect" and "karma", especially after seeing the evolution of "Heaven and Earth Bridge" and "Heaven and Earth Laws", he has confirmed the existence of "cause and effect".

He's now entangled with many people, and it's hard to say when or what kind of impact that might have on him.

Just like how he chose not to leave his supernatural power or divine imprint on the "Bridge of Heaven and Earth" to avoid the potential risks there.

It's better to be safe than sorry.

While Chen Yi and A Lang were exchanging information, Bai Chuanyang had already led his men to the edge of the battlefield.

He glanced around, his thick eyebrows twitching slightly before his gaze fell on Chen Yi, and he said in surprise:
"Did you kill all these people?"

Chen Yi glanced at him, then his gaze swept over the other powerful figures, and said noncommittally:

"It did take me some effort."

"Hahaha... As expected of the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, with such swordsmanship, it's no wonder you are highly regarded by Daoist Zhao."

Before he could finish speaking, the short, thin man beside him, Sun Huai, said in a high-pitched voice:

"Brother, most of them are powerful beings at the fifth level of the Divine Power Realm, and there are about ten at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm. His strength is even greater than the intelligence indicates."

Sun Huai offered a reminder, then looked at the monks and swordsmen on the other side and asked:
"You've clearly failed in your attempt to reach this point. Why don't you share the intelligence with us?"

"For example, the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal's sword techniques, other supernatural abilities, or anything else special?"

The monk's aged face gleamed like gold leaf. Hearing this, he chuckled and bowed. "Why should I tell you?"

Then the barbarian Ada said in a deep voice, "If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"

Monk: "..."

Seeing this, the swordsman gritted his teeth and stepped forward, using telepathy to reassure the monk while speaking:

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. We were indeed unprepared this time and almost fell into the trap of the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal."

“I wanted to kill him to vent my anger, so I agreed to tell you everything about him.”

"That's right."

Bai Chuanyang smiled and nodded, then instructed Sun Huai to exchange information with the swordsman. He then looked at Chen Yi and asked seriously:

"I presume the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal already knows our purpose. Why not be more direct and tell us where the ancient Daoist Court's legacy is located?"

"If you agree to tell us, we will not only not make things difficult for you, but we will also treat you as an honored guest. What do you say?"

Chen Yi looked at him calmly, took a step forward, and appeared behind their group.

The sword moves with the body—Sword Five: Flying Immortal!
His figure appeared in the blink of an eye, like a dream, scattered across a hundred miles like a series of still paintings.

Behind the group were two powerful beings at the sixth level of the Divine Realm.

One of them, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a compass, reacted quickly and threw out several array flags. He then formed hand seals and shouted:
"Great Formation - Activate!"

The other one is a sword cultivator at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm, just like Chen Yi.

Upon seeing Chen Yi's sword strike, he became excited and immediately unleashed his sword intent.

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of sword intents pierced towards Chen Yi's figure.

Bai Chuanyang, who was in the lead, did not expect Chen Yi to make a move without saying a word, and a trace of annoyance flashed across his face.

He flashed forward and charged towards Chen Yi, shouting, "How dare you!"

With the divine power of the eighth level of supernatural abilities unleashed, the area within a thousand miles became like a demonic realm, with wisps of black energy howling and lingering within it.

Even though Chen Yi was swift, his body was still suppressed by the demonic power before the sword move was fully unleashed.

A golden light flashed before my eyes, and lines of large golden characters disappeared in a flash.

[At forty-six years old, having already reached the peak of the Celestial Realm, you were attacked by the Star-Devouring Divine Power of a powerful being at the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm, affecting your mind and divine powers. Absorbed. Reward: 100 Counterattack Points.]

[At forty-six years old, having reached the peak of the Celestial Realm, you were attacked by a powerful being at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm using the Thick Earth Golden Forest Array, slightly affecting your mind. Absorbed. Reward: 10 Counterattack Points.]

【…】

[At forty-six years old, having reached the peak of the Celestial Realm, you have been attacked by the sword-wielding divine intent of a powerful being at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm. Reward: +2 Counterattack Points.]

[Since your comeback mission is not yet complete, the comeback points you gained will be converted into cultivation points.]

In the blink of an eye, four divine powers and divine intents descended in succession.

Aside from the swordsman's swordplay, the rest were all mental attacks, posing little threat to Chen Yi. Just then, Sun Huai, who had gone to exchange information with the swordsman, suddenly spoke up, reminding him:

"Be careful. He is immune to divine influence and will not lose his composure. His speed is unparalleled. Those whose cultivation is below the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm should retreat to Ada's side immediately!"

As he spoke, Sun Huai arrived at lightning speed, intending to join forces with the sword cultivator to surround Chen Yi.

"pity."

Seeing this, Chen Yi's eyes flickered slightly, his gaze falling on the sword cultivator and the array cultivator, and he said softly:
"It's a pity it's too late."

Before Fei Xian could use his full power, his figure had already passed through the sword light and arrived beside the array cultivator.

Taking advantage of the Spring Rain Sword being released to block the other powerful figures, Chen Yi flipped his wrist and grabbed the small jade sword, his figure blurring for a moment.

He vanished from everyone's sight like a ghost.

However, in their mental perception, they could still sense that he was still in the crowd and had not left.

However, Chen Yi was too fast, so fast that they didn't have time to react.

Even the powerful expert at the eighth level of supernatural abilities could only catch up with Chen Yi with his mind. His body and supernatural abilities were like a rat that had dug a tunnel through it, and he was completely unable to stop Chen Yi.

Shirakawa Yo noticed this and his expression changed drastically. "Watch out!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a silvery-white fluorescence appear on everyone around him except for himself, Sun Huai, and Ada.

Not one or two, but tens of thousands.

As if these sword lights were naturally ingrained in these people's bodies, streaks of silvery-white sword intent emerged from their bodies, taking away some flesh, bones, or organs.

Then, these people, their expressions blank, shattered and dissipated into a vast expanse of white, silvery sword intent.

Some didn't even know what had happened.

"This, how is this possible?"

"Your swordsmanship... your swordsmanship is clearly at the sixth level, so how can it unleash such power?"

The sword cultivator felt it most clearly.

As fellow sword cultivators, he could best perceive the difference between his sword intent and Chen Yi's killing sword path.

Everyone is at the sixth level of supernatural powers, so why is Chen Yi able to achieve this level of skill on his own without manifesting the White Tiger Divine Lord?

The feeling was like... like Chen Yi was the White Tiger God.

Or……

"Boss, be careful!! He, his sword, he is the White Tiger..."

The sword cultivator, realizing this, changed his expression and wanted to remind the others.

However, before he could finish speaking, the surrounding silver-white sword light had already engulfed him completely.

An endless killing intent enveloped the area within a hundred miles, just as Bai Chuanyang had sensed—a sword cultivator at the sixth level of supernatural powers had dug a gap in his eighth-level supernatural power domain.

His supernatural powers and divine will posed no threat to Chen Yi at all.

"You—you deserve to die!"

Bai Chuanyang roared, his entire being erupting, recklessly unleashing his divine powers and intent.

With just a breath, a demonic figure with three heads, six arms, and a shiny black body appeared in the sky.

Its face is so lifelike and clearly visible, like a living demon lord, with two pairs of blood-red eyes looking down at the earth from the sky.

He looked straight at where Chen Yi was.

[You have been attacked by the Star-Devouring Divine Power of a powerful being at the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm. Your mind and divine powers have been affected. Absorbed, Counterattack Points +200.]

Chen Yi felt a momentary daze, and without hesitation, his body moved without wind, disappearing thousands of miles away.

Immediately afterwards, he clapped his wrist, and Xiao Qing understood and took the [Imperial Dragon Saddle] in her mouth.

However, this time it did not change its form and remained wrapped around Chen Yi's wrist. Its powerful and heavy dragon energy was directly transmitted into Chen Yi's body, making his aura several times stronger.

Only then did Bai Chuanyang, Sun Huai, and the barbarian Ada see his figure. All three of them unleashed their divine power and glared angrily at each other.

"Damn it!"

"Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, today we will surely kill you!"

"..."

Seeing this, Ah Lang couldn't help but show some admiration.

At this moment, he was not only shocked, but also filled with emotion.

It was because he had a deep understanding of Bai Chuanyang and others, and admired Sun Huai, that he knew the difficulty of Chen Yi achieving this level.

If it were him, let alone killing those powerful beings at the sixth level of supernatural abilities, he would probably have died on the spot before he even made a move.

The monks and swordsmen on the other side were not surprised at all; on the contrary, they were somewhat gloating.

After laughing, they saw the several powerful cultivators at the sixth level of the Divine Power realm who had died in the arena, and couldn't help but think of their companions who had been killed by Chen Yi earlier.

It's like looking in a mirror; this moment is just like that moment back then.

"Amitabha, what a fine Azure Dragon Sword Immortal."

"Stop praising him. If he doesn't die today, you and I will both die at his hands one day."

"I understand, but my previous confidence has inexplicably dissipated after seeing this scene."

In layman's terms, it's called "one effort, then exhaustion, then decline."

This is roughly how the monk felt at that moment.

The swordsman shared the same idea, but he was forcing himself to work together, hoping that he could kill Chen Yi by joining forces with Bai Chuanyang and the others.

Even their desire to interrogate the ancient Taoist court's lineage faded considerably.

If the people were still alive, they would naturally hope to inherit the legacy of the ancient Taoist court.

But if they die, the inheritance becomes meaningless.

At the same time, the Buddhist monk and Bai Chuanyang, two powerful beings at the eighth level of supernatural abilities, made their moves one after another, attracting many other powerful beings to come.

Some observed from higher levels of Mount Taizhou with divine will, some from nearby realms, and many more were powerful beings who were already active on this vast grassland.

However, due to their limited strength, many beings dared not come and could only observe from afar using their mental perception.

Upon seeing the shattered grasslands stretching for thousands of miles and the scattered corpses, one couldn't help but marvel at the sight.

"It's Bai Chuanyang's gang. I never thought they'd end up like this. Quite a few people have died."

"And the Ink Blade Gang."

"If I remember correctly, they went to intercept the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, right? Was it him who did all of this?"

"Look over there, that young man wielding a sword is the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, and he has a handsome appearance with delicate features."

"Haha... Good kill! I love watching this kind of excitement."

Hearing the faint sounds coming from the surroundings, Chen Yi curled his lips slightly. Sure enough, there were always plenty of onlookers who liked to watch the excitement, no matter where they were.

Thinking about it, he didn't say anything, only wanting to deal with Bai Chuanyang and the others as soon as possible, and then head to the Weak Water Realm to meet up with Daoist Zhao Muzi and the others.

"Now I'm giving you a choice: leave now, or die here!"

(End of this chapter)