Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Once the mana had quieted down, the master of Ling Feng Guan opened his eyes, a gleam flashing within, a hint of joy spreading across his face.

His lifespan was running out, but at last, a breakthrough was imminent.

Terrifying things lie between life and death that those who have never experienced it could never understand.

In his youth, he had also slain demons and exorcised evil spirits, risking life and limb, but as he grew old, his vitality waned, and he could no longer do so.

He began to indulge in pleasures, he began to fear, to panic.

Some say the world is too harsh, and they do not want to return in the next life.

Others wish to borrow another five hundred years from heaven.

The master of Ling Feng Guan belonged to those who wished for another five hundred years.

"Eh, why hasn't my junior brother come back today? The next batch of sacrificial offerings needs to be arranged soon," the master of Ling Feng Guan murmured to himself as he pushed open the window and looked out at the bright moon.

Just then, suddenly a tall figure darted over the wall and hurled a humanoid object at the window.

"You old coot, here's your junior brother, enjoy!"

Who else could this person be but Yi Chen?

The master of Ling Feng Guan's face changed instantly at the words, a faint green light tinged with crimson swirling in his hand as he caught the object, retreating three steps before stabilizing himself.

Only then did he have the presence of mind to look at the person in his hands, and he could not help but cry out in pain, tears seeping from his already blurry eyes.

"Junior brother!"

"You died such a tragic death."

His pained cry was indeed heartfelt.

Human beings are complex creatures; while playing the role of a villain, one can also be a good husband, a good son, a good father, and a good senior brother.

"Eh, you old coot, I didn't expect you to be genuinely heartbroken."

"Do you think those whose families were destroyed and lives ruined by your junior brother were heartbroken?"

"Don't tell me you didn't know about the terrible things your junior brother did."

"And in front of someone else's husband at that."

"Pah! Disgusting!"

Disgusted and surprised, Yi Chen spat a thick glob of saliva onto the ground.

"Yi Chengzi, your heart is truly vicious!"

"I will have your life for this!"

The master of Ling Feng Guan didn't respond to Yi Chen's words but instead mobilized all his mana, and suddenly a massive wind blade appeared in the air, swiftly striking towards Yi Chen.

The howling wind scattered the books in the room, and Yi Chen's hair was blown wildly about.

The master of Ling Feng Guan's eyes were bloodshot, his look was so feral it was as if he could eat someone alive.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm known as 'The Sea-Covering Hawk', I'm really not familiar with this Yi Chengzi," Yi Chen retorted.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you shouldn't spout nonsense, you old coot."

With an angry shout, deep purple Pure Yang Inner Qi suddenly entwined around his fist. Facing the huge wind blade speeding towards him, he didn't dodge or evade but met it with a direct punch.

Boom!

Yi Chen's punch shattered the massive wind blade spell, scattering the currents in all directions.

Yet this was not the end, as Yi Chen continued his advance, his iron fist raised once more before smashing directly into the chest of the master of Ling Feng Guan.

Faced with this staggering force, a look of terror flickered in the master of Ling Feng Guan's eyes, but it was already too late.

Yi Chen, now at the double-breakthrough stage of strength and body, faced the master of Ling Feng Guan at the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm like a one-sided steamroller, not even needing to unleash the Yang Ji transformation.

In just a few moves, Yi Chen's heavy iron fist struck the chest of Daoist Ling Feng, who, after spewing a mouthful of blood face-up, suddenly howled at the sky:

"Run!"

"All disciples of Spirit Wind Watch, listen to my command, run!"

Their voices were filled with a heart-wrenching sorrow, as if cuckoos were crying blood.

A fierce smile flashed across Yi Chen's lips.

"Run, can you really run away?"

"With one punch, I'll kill you with one punch!"

"Warm-up is over!"

He pumped the energy throughout his body, and the Yang Ji technique re-emerged!

But this time he wasn't using a sword, but his fist, yet the underlying principle was the same.

"Your dominant hand is weak, your mana is scattered, your reactions are slow, not a single move is decent, Master of Spirit Wind Watch, what kind of technique have you cultivated, what kind of Dao have you trained in!"

With a roar of anger, Yi Chen turned into a streak of deep purple light and fiercely punched the chest of the Master of Spirit Wind Watch, who then coughed up a trickle of fresh blood. He slapped his palm down, shattering a portable Jade Talisman, and a protective golden light suddenly appeared around him.

"I'll fight you to the end!" the Master of Spirit Wind Watch roared.

However, Yi Chen remained completely calm in the face of this sudden change. Facing the Master of Spirit Wind Watch, whom he had just sent flying, he once again accelerated, delivering another punch wrapped in deep purple Inner Qi against the Master's protective light shield.

At that moment, the golden shield flickered violently before vanishing abruptly.

Yi Chen accelerated a third time, his strength and momentum reaching their peak.

Boom!

The Master of Spirit Wind Watch didn't even have the chance to leave last words before he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The Qi Refinement Realm he had sought with solitary dedication became an illusory dream, cut short on the eve of dawn.

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and no longer hesitated. After killing all the disciples of Spirit Wind Watch who had come upon hearing the news, he looked at the figures moving in the night. Relying on the night vision and eagle-eyed capabilities provided by the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique, he leaped up, trailing a long tail of deep purple flames, and pursued.

If you don't remove the roots, the spring breeze will blow again and bring them back to life!

Now that they've been reduced to animals, do they still deserve rational discussion?

Is it really necessary to individually determine which of them are guilty but not deserving of death?

Having joined the fray, the disciples of Spirit Wind Watch benefited from its power, and thus must also bear its karma!

Determining whether their crimes merited death was not Yi Chen's responsibility.

If all sins must be accounted for, Yi Chen was willing to shoulder them!

Strike with a punch first, then consider the rest afterwards!

If they had a next life, they were welcome to seek revenge against him!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Under the moonlit night, killing intent lurked.

The destruction of a clan with a legacy of two to three hundred years naturally had its share of loyal and righteous individuals, whom Yi Chen had dealt with swiftly after blasting the Master of Spirit Wind Watch.

And of course, there were plenty who fled upon hearing the news, but they knew nothing of the true meaning of power.

One by one, they were hunted down and named by Yi Chen.

Under the moonlit night, Yi Chen, enveloped in a terrifying aura of death, dragged the bodies of the slain one by one back into the confines of Spirit Wind Watch with a stern face.

Killing was one thing; he still had to take care of the aftermath properly, not leaving the bodies strewn about.

This was also his, Yi Chengzi's duty.

In retrospection, he vaguely remembered a certain Martial Saint of Ashes, who had terrible manners; after killing someone, he would throw the body directly into the river, horrifying the people downstream. Taoist Yi Chengzi certainly could never do such a thing.

After gathering all the bodies together, Yi Chen walked into a secluded meditation room within Spirit Wind Watch. He looked at the white-haired Daoist who was continuously chanting scriptures while sitting on a cushion and asked with puzzlement,

"Old Daoist, why didn't you take the chance to run while I was dragging the bodies?"

Yi Chen had naturally detected the life force of this man long ago, but at the time, he was busy chasing after the fleeing disciples of Spirit Wind Watch and hadn't immediately killed him. He figured that there was no rush, and he could kill the others first before dealing with this one. Unexpectedly, not only did the man not flee, he wasn't afraid either, and instead began reciting scriptures while sitting cross-legged.