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Chapter 431 Fierce Battle (Please Subscribe)
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire grassland fell silent.

Not only the monk and the Mo Dao Ke, who were at the eighth and seventh levels of supernatural power, but also Bai Chuanyang, Sun Huai, and Ada, all the powerful figures around them who were alarmed focused their attention on Chen Yi.

Divine senses were directed toward him from Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, the Demonic Sect, and even the blood imprints of barbarians, demonic energy, and so on.

All sorts of supernatural powers and divine wills, as well as mental perceptions, surrounded him, as if trying to see through him from the inside out.

Even Ah Lang, who was standing nearby, was not spared.

However, after those people saw that he only possessed the divine power of the fourth level of supernatural abilities, they abandoned him and stopped paying attention to him.

"..."

Alang sensed the divine power emanating from his body, muttered a few curses to himself, and then looked towards where Chen Yi was.

Compared to others, he, as Chen Yi's companion, naturally had more trust in Chen Yi.

Despite his thoughts, he was also worried for Chen Yi.

After all, the gap between Chen Yi and Bai Chuanyang in terms of cultivation and supernatural abilities is too great, and it would be difficult for them to win in a head-on confrontation.

Be quiet for a moment.

Immediately, a cacophony of noise erupted, interspersed with sarcasm and ridicule.

The list goes on and on.

"As expected of the 'Azure Dragon Sword Immortal' whose name is renowned throughout many realms of Taizhou Mountain, his tone is exceptionally arrogant."

"If you were valued by Daoist Zhao Muzi of Xunwangtian and targeted by 'Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss,' you could also say such boastful things."

"I can't, I'm afraid Old Bai will beat me to death."

"I just don't understand, how could a sword cultivator at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm, who is invincible among his peers, possibly be a match for Elder Bai, who is at the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm?"

"Besides, there's that ruthless Sun Huai and that barbarian Ada, who's practically a demon, right there beside them?"

"Hehe... If you want to know the reason, just keep reading?"

"Perhaps he still has the magical jade slip given to him by Daoist Zhao. In that case, let alone Bai Chuanyang, even if several more powerful experts at the eighth level of magical abilities were to take action, it wouldn't be enough for him to kill them."

Not long after the battle between the human race and the demon court, everyone clearly still remembered what Chen Yi had done on that battlefield.

It's no exaggeration to describe it as "impressive".

Although Chen Yi relied on the two jade slips given to him by Zhao Muzi to kill countless demons in that battle, those who witnessed it did not deny Chen Yi's own strength.

He could be considered to be on par with a powerful being at the seventh level of the Divine Realm.

However, the current situation is that Chen Yi's opponents are two powerful beings at the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm, plus three cultivators at the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm.

With the five of them working together, let alone a sword cultivator at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm, even a sword cultivator at the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm would die a miserable death at their hands.

Most people were not optimistic about Chen Yi, with only a few saying that he could escape with his life.

"Since you all know that this Azure Dragon Sword Immortal is protected by Daoist Zhao Muzi of Xunwangtian, why do you think he is going to die here?"

"That's right. If Daoist Zhao Muzi were to make a move, Elder Bai and the others would perish on the spot in an instant. How could this 'Azure Dragon Sword Immortal' possibly die?"

"...I had forgotten about Master Zhao."

"Alright, let's all keep quiet. We might just witness a spectacular battle."

“That’s right, such a battle is rare, especially among sword cultivators. You can take a look at the quality of this ‘Azure Dragon Sword Immortal’.”

Amidst the murmurs, Shirakawa Yo naturally overheard some of them, and his face grew increasingly angry.

He glared at Chen Yi with hatred: "If Master Zhao were here, we would naturally not dare to act rashly, but you—what gives you the right?"

"Even if you have the Azure Dragon divine beast by your side and have cultivated the three divine powers, the divine intent within your body is only barely comparable to the upper stage of the seventh realm. How dare you utter such words as 'kill me'?"

Ada nodded slowly beside him, "Big brother is right."

His millstone-sized eyes reflected Chen Yi's figure, and the barbarian blood marks all over his body shone brightly, vaguely revealing three ferocious beasts with hideous appearances.

Just as Ah Lang had said before, there were drought demons, mountain beasts, and the last, indistinct, blood-stained beast.

This made his aura even more imposing and bizarre, as if he were carrying three heads and six beasts on his back, forming a complete puzzle with himself.

Sun Huai, however, remained silent.

Like a ferocious demon, it stared straight at Chen Yi.

His three-foot height seemed to reach the heavens and stand tall, his body cultivated with such ferocity and terrifying power that it could emit vortexes of blood energy.

At this moment, the monk on the other side also stopped smiling, bowed his head and chanted "Amitabha," then looked at Shirakawa Yo and the others and reminded them:

"I advise you all to be careful. The Azure Dragon Sword Immortal is a man of great fortune and not so easy to kill."

The swordsman beside him frowned slightly upon hearing this. "Monk, what have you noticed?"

The monk gently shook his head. "I didn't see anything unusual. He only exudes the intent of killing and swordplay."

He paused, a hint of confusion on his face, and said, "But that sword intent gave me a very strange feeling."

"No, it's not the feeling he gave me, but rather the warning from all the Buddhas in the sky."

"It's like encountering some kind of terrifying being, constantly striking the wooden fish in this old monk's heart... Now it's been replaced by bells and tripods."

Bang, bang, bang...

The booming sounds exploded in his mind, as if afraid he wouldn't hear them.

But these were all the sounds; the monks had no idea why they were there.

Just like when he first became a monk, the abbot of the temple chanted sutras for them, saying "Namo Amitabha Buddha".

At the time, he was thinking, "There's no Amitabha Buddha to the south, so how can this be considered a scripture?"
The swordsman couldn't understand the monk's feelings, but he understood the monk's intention—to remind him that Chen Yi's aura was somewhat strange and that he needed to be wary.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What do we do now? Join forces with Bai Chuanyang and the others?"

The monk nodded slightly. "For now, this is the only option."

Then he put his hands together in prayer and said, "Amitabha."

The next moment, a Buddha's light shone from his body, and a Buddha statue descended from the sky amidst a dazzling golden light.

The Buddha statue had a kind face and long, narrow eyes, with a vajra in each hand.

He slowly sat down behind him, his golden eyes gazing at Chen Yi in the distance, the Vajra in his hand drawn back, its tip pointing towards Chen Yi.

"Amitabha."

The loud voice spread out, and golden ripples of merit and vow power emanated from it, covering an area of ​​two thousand miles.

Chen Yi glanced at him, then had a thought and instructed his avatar to take Alang a little further away.

Having fought this far, he's finally given up.

Since crossing the River of the Underworld, he had been approached by people one after another, which made him somewhat annoyed.

I might as well try unleashing my full power, test my own strength, and also test the true nature of these evil heretics on Mount Taizhou.

"You want the inheritance of the ancient Daoist court? Don't even mention that I don't have it. Even if I did, do you think you, with your scum, could get it?"

Chen Yi chuckled and then stopped holding back.

A powerful, murderous sword intent surged from the Tanzhong acupoint and the palace complex in his mind, converging in the sky.

From formless to formed, from bottom to top, it slowly condensed into the divine intent of the White Tiger, comparable to the "Bridge of Heaven and Earth".

As soon as the White Tiger Divine Will appeared, its icy gaze fixed on the two divine powers surrounding it—one being a three-headed, six-armed demon, and the other being the benevolent-looking Buddha statue.

"Roar--"

Then it roared to the sky.

The roar of the tiger resounded throughout the many realms of Taizhou Mountain, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Unlike when Chen Yi was at the foot of Tai Zhou Mountain before, this time he was inside Tai Zhou Mountain, specifically on the grassland halfway up the mountain.

This made the commotion caused by the White Tiger's divine will even greater and attracted more attention.

Moreover, a tiger's roar rang out.

The three stars, Greedy Wolf, Seven Killings, and Broken Army, then appeared at the feet of the White Tiger Divine Will, circling around.

Its aura and scale were in no way inferior to the supernatural powers and divine will of the monk and Shirakawa Yo.

For a moment, even these two powerful beings at the eighth level of the Divine Abilities realm showed a hint of solemnity on their faces. "Such divine power and divine intent, yet only a sword cultivator at the sixth level of the Divine Abilities realm, truly... incomprehensible."

"horrible!"

"Such an unparalleled genius has appeared out of nowhere; this old monk is truly in awe."

The three men on one side—Daoke, Sun Huai, and Ada—also looked up at the sky, their expressions solemn.

The previous frenzied killing intent cleared up somewhat.

Despite their words, they were now in a dilemma: either kill Chen Yi or die at his hands.

Even though they knew it was impossible to hide it now, there was nothing they could do to change it.

escape?
Then it's likely that these people will rarely appear in Taizhou Mountain again.

In fact.

At this moment, Chen Yi's White Tiger Divine Intent appeared, and those familiar with him had already seen it.

Just like Zhao Muzi, Qingfeng, and the others who had just left Xunwangtian and headed to the Ruoshui Realm.

Just like the group from "Paradise Paradise" who are waiting for the opening of the Weak Water Realm.

Having witnessed Chen Yi's strength before, everyone was quite familiar with him, so they weren't as nervous.

Sword fanatic looked at the white tiger divine will in the sky with envy, "When will I be able to reach such a level?"

Qingfeng, standing nearby, curled his lip and said, "Your swordsmanship has just entered the Divine Power Realm. Compared to Brother Yi, don't you feel a bit overestimating yourself?"

"Sister Qingfeng, you..."

Seeing the sword fanatic get his comeuppance, both the Eighth Prince and Xiao Liu'er showed a few smiles.

Taoist priests Zhao Muzi and Zhao Tianhe smiled.

"Senior brother, Chen Yi's supernatural abilities and divine will are stronger than they were a few days ago, aren't they?"

"Yes."

"Such talent is truly terrifying. In just over a month, he has made great progress again."

Zhao Muzi smiled upon hearing this, but did not say anything.

In short, he felt that Chen Yi didn't need much help at the moment, only that he could protect him when the opportunity arose.

Compared to the calm and gentle demeanor of Xun Wangtian and his group, the gazes of the many monks and powerful beings within the "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" were somewhat subtle.

Upon seeing the white tiger's divine will in the sky, Zhou Guanwu and Tu Xingseng snorted coldly, clearly recalling their previous losses at Chen Yi's hands.

Despite his curiosity, Yi Mu had to suppress it and dare not speak up in front of everyone.

Chen Yuan, however, looked calmly at the faintly visible white tiger divine intent that appeared above the main hall, and couldn't help but smile to himself.

Fortunately, his second brother was even stronger than he had imagined.

Otherwise, he would have a hard time not worrying that the General and Fuchen might be plotting against his second brother in secret.

Even now, when he relaxes, he still has similar worries.

In contrast, the general and Fu Chen exchanged a glance before speaking:

"Alright, this person is not our focus now. Let's continue with the previous scriptures."

"Amitabha Buddha, gather your mind..."

Chen Yi, who was on the grassland, was unaware of these things.

Having decided to unleash his full power, he no longer hesitated, his eyes and mind focused solely on the five powerful figures before him.

His only support was the long sword in his hand.

Without lingering.

As the roar of the White Tiger God slowly subsided, Chen Yi's figure appeared beside Ada like a ghost.

A single sword strike—JX3: Block the River.

Shirakawa Yo was the first to spot him and roared, "Kill!"

Immediately, the divine power of his expanded eighth realm of supernatural abilities transformed directly into a giant hand, grabbing at Chen Yi without regard for anything else.

Ada was quick to react as well.

However, due to his physical condition, he could not keep up with Chen Yi's speed. He could only use the blood seal to strengthen himself, forming a thick armor to resist the sword intent.

bass--

Amidst the ear-piercing crash, Chen Yi darted away without hesitation.

Then he saw Sun Huai, who was three feet tall, arrive in the direction he had left. He swung his fist down, but only hit empty air.

His eyes swept over the area, and he froze: "He's that fast?"

Chen Yi, who had just left their side, had already traveled two thousand miles away and landed beside the swordsman, where they began to fight.

As the sound of swords rang out, the killing intent of the swords radiated outwards, clashing fiercely with the swordsman's sword intent.

The moment they clashed, the swordsman's expression changed abruptly. "Monk, his sword intent has surpassed the sixth realm and has already reached the perfection of the seventh realm!"

The monk heard the voice but did not respond; he slightly opened his clasped hands.

A dazzling golden light burst forth, and the merit and vows solidified into gold, causing a wisp of golden light to spill from a palm-sized bottle.

It was like a golden stream shining directly towards Chen Yi.

"Buddha's Dharma - The Pure Vase!"

Chen Yi glanced at it, his mind wandering, and immediately fled to Ada's side.

Another sword strike—Sword Thirteen: Yellow Springs!

As the sword intent slashed horizontally, a dark current emerged on a path to the heavens, amidst which were blurry, silvery-white ghostly figures.

Just like the River of the Underworld, it unfolded before Ada's eyes.

However, this time, Bai Chuanyang and Sun Huai, who had come to Ada's side to protect him, were already on guard.

They no longer left Ada to hold off the enemy alone, but instead joined the attack.

Bai Chuanyang stared intently at Chen Yi, who was exerting all his strength to condense a long whip with his divine power and intent, intending to trap him.

But the whip only grazed the edge of his clothes, tearing a corner of Chen Yi's long robe before disappearing without a trace.

[At forty-six years old, at the peak of the Celestial Realm, you have been attacked by the divine will of a powerful being at the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm. You have already been devoured. Reward: 20 Counterattack Points.]

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

While Chen Yi dodged, even though Bai Chuanyang and Sun Huai joined forces to block the previous attack, a solid sword intent still landed on Ada.

In an instant, a foot-long wound was left on Ada's body.

All of this seems slow, but in reality, it only takes the blink of an eye.

Chen Yi's figure had already changed three times, unleashing several sword strikes and inflicting minor injuries on Ada.

"hiss!"

"This, the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, he... he's that strong?"

"Those are two powerful beings at the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm, plus three powerful beings at the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm."

"Even with five powerful individuals joining forces, they couldn't defeat him?"

"That's not the point!"

"The key point is—have you noticed? The Azure Dragon Sword Immortal is not restricted by the Eighth Realm Divine Power Domain; he can come and go freely!"

"A movement technique? What kind of technique is that?"

"If I am not mistaken, that is one of the ancient Daoist secret techniques passed down through generations—'A World Within Reach'!"

"You mean..."

(End of this chapter)