Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 763 - 442: True Technique Level Twenty-Two, God Fills the Void, Vigor Around the Sandy Realm!_3

"Could there be some misunderstanding between us..."

A monk with white eyebrows reaching the ground clasped his hands together towards the Ten Dwellings Buddha Honorific, and with a flash, appeared in front of the Taoist.

"Save your breath; do we need to pick a specific date to fight?"

"Life is one stroke up and one stroke down, only the man standing gets to talk. The loser, lie down!"

"Taoist Li Xuanzhen, greeting the Buddhist friends!"

"Upon leaving my retreat, I heard the Buddhist Sect produced an unparalleled talent. The Venerable Ten Dwellings, when the Demon Head ravaged the sanctuary you sealed the mountain and did not come out, watching my brother fight to his death. After his death, you struck fiercely, sweeping over the peaks of the Dao Sect."

"Today, I wish to see for myself if the Ten Dwellings' secret Buddha Energy of reincarnation is indeed as miraculous and vast as the rumors say."

The Taoist grinned, showing a ferocious smile.

The First Holy Fist, Sun and Moon Together returned.

Under the empowerment of the Chaos Tent, the terrifying Fist Intent, carrying the heaven-reaching lightning serpents, swept toward the monks.

This punch, radiating boundless light and captivating the soul, sent waves rippling through the space it swept through, terrifying to the extreme.

"You..."

"Stop talking, Master." Interrupting with a maniacal laugh, the Taoist continued, "Instead of racking your brains for excuses, why not all of you come at me together!"

"Fourth Holy Fist, Fish-Dragon Stealth Leap."

The Fourth Holy Fist, Fish-Dragon Stealth Leap, was indeed a terrifying form of movement.

Extreme Origin erupted, the Taoist darted across the sky, the Fish-Dragon Stealth Leap displaying his elusive movements, appearing suddenly in front and then behind, his form flickering unpredictably. Amidst the myriad Buddha lights, the Taoist treaded on void, suddenly appearing behind the monk with long white eyebrows.

Sun and Moon Together, a head-on blow, directly sending his head crashing into his torso, bursting out from between his thighs.

The Taoist's form changed again, another punch landed on a monk's chest. The terrifying Fist Intent penetrated through the body, creating a gaping hole, and without losing momentum, split the two unfortunate souls behind him in half, their blood scattering across the sky.

"Everyone, together, let's kill this demon!"

The ferociousness of the Taoist's Fist Intent and his killing intent chilled those around him.

Yet the world never lacked those brave enough to die. After initial chaos, the monks rallied and formed arrays to counter-attack, under the leadership of the Ten Dwellings Honorific attacking the Taoist.

"Good! Good! Good! That's more like it!"

"Fifth Holy Fist! Heaven and Earth Bright Ring!"

Heaven and Earth Bright Ring, the Fist Intent was dazzling, forming a ring. When the punch was thrown, the world lit up; when retracted, darkness followed. The heavy punches were inescapable, with each punch stronger than the last, each move delivering nine blows, pouring down like mercury, penetrating everywhere.

The Taoist fought like a man possessed, bathed in blood, determined to seek justice for his fallen brother and his Sect, and to use the Buddhist Sect as a whetstone to hone his supreme Fist Intent, to find the flaws in his own spirit, to step into the true realm of Ultimate Yang, breaking through the final barrier.

Boom!

The Buddha Hall shook, mountains thundered.

Beneath the Chaos Tent, a terrifying gravitational force erupted. The Taoist pulled in countless visible objects, accompanying his powerful punches, and hurled them fiercely at the monks.

Disputes between Dao and Buddha have always been bloody.

High monks vomited blood and fell from the sky, their fate unknown.

"Now, everyone, aid me! Four Buddhist friends, let us strike together!"

With the monks covering for them, Buddhist fists, holy palms, sharp fingers, and Vajra maces suddenly assaulted from all directions, hammering on the Taoist's Cultivation Body.

These four were the four greatest monks with the strongest cultivation below the Ten Dwellings Honorific.

As for the Ten Dwellings Honorific who initiated the call, his Buddha Energy surged with anger, his eyes filled with killing intent, and a strange golden lotus suddenly appeared, casting boundless golden light, enveloping the Taoist.

With the golden light drawing in, the Taoist's eyes became confused.

His agile movements in dodging and weaving suddenly turned clumsy.

Soon his chest was struck by another fierce finger thrust.

At this moment, the Taoist's mouth overflowed with blood, but in his mind, his senior brother's questioning appeared.

"Li Xuanzhen, tell me, your decision!"

"Do you regret it?"

"Because of you, our Sect has fallen for over two thousand years; so many uncles, seniors, and disciples died because of you. In your pursuit of your own Martial Path, you have indirectly killed so many people. Do you know that?"

"You are the sinner of the Southern Heavenly Dao Sect, yet you do not atone with death!"

At that moment, the Taoist's eyes were bloodshot with swirling red, and he howled like a madman.

"Senior brother! But, I have never regretted it!"

"To see the scenery from a higher place, I, Li Xuanzhen, have never had any regrets."

"Moreover, stop acting like a ghost, my senior brother would never stop me from doing anything. If you hinder me and scold me, you are definitely not my senior brother!"

Unlike his previous silence when his senior brother inquired, this time, the Taoist's reply was resolute!

Boom!

A mental storm emerged, and within the heart lake, the Taoist instantly shredded the figure of Li Xuanxian into pieces.

Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, just as the Taoist was about to break free from the golden light's domination, Ten Dwellings Monk's expression turned urgent, and he immediately tore off the Buddha Beads from around his neck, displaying rapid secret hand signs. Unbeknownst what Secret Technique he deployed, he somehow stabilized the golden lotus' Buddha light once again.

After suffering another two heavy blows, the Taoist was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and within the heart lake, illusions arose again.

This time, it was of him failing to re-cultivate his True Technique, lying motionless in a pool of blood.

Like a dead dog, quietly awaiting his body to rot and stink.

Within the Cave Heaven, a cold voice echoed.

"Li Xuanzhen, do you regret it?"

"I... I don't regret it!"

"I... I am Pure Yang Taoist! Li Xuanzhen! I would die a hundred times without regret!"

"Tigers roar in the forest, whales dominate the seas, one cannot know the dragon from the worm without trying!"

"Ha-ha, I... I remember now, I am unmatched with my Holy Halberd, invincible with my divine fists!"

"The memories I severed myself, have been unsealed!"

"I am! The World-Shaking Pure Yang!"

"I, have realized! (Liao)"

At that moment, the Taoist's thoughts were dyed with Pure Yang, without any attachments.

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His Cultivation Body underwent a transformation once again, a tiger was born in the water, a dragon emerged from fire, the tiger and dragon clashed fiercely, cooking and refining ruthlessly! Every spirit aperture opened, reversing and returning seven times... Terrifying changes occurred continuously, and a majestic warm current surfaced; he had actually reached the Pure Yang Refining Extreme, and completely entered into the twenty-second level of the True Technique.

"Thank you, Fellow Taoist, for helping me break through the barriers, to Breakthrough Limit once again, I, have seen the scenery from an even higher place!"

"Sixth Holy Fist! All Things Turn to Ash!"

All Things Turn to Ash!

Creating momentum with intent, shaping form with momentum, a perfect fusion of essence, qi, and spirit, fist vigor filled with vigorous Extreme Origin, masculine and dominant, carrying a vast force of destruction, sweeping away everything. Space itself appeared to warp, and the punch arrived in an instant.

"With this move, I will send you, Buddha friend, on your way!"

Boom!

The body of Ten Dwellings Venerable suddenly turned to dust and dispersed with the wind.

Half an hour later, the Taoist, carrying the weak and sick, shouldered the banner of the Southern Heavenly Dao Sect and walked away valiantly.

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At Pure Yang Holy Palace, standing atop the Cliff Sea, the Taoist stood facing the wind, his gaze firm, as he chanted:

"Tigers roar in the forests, whales dominate the seas, one cannot know the dragon from the worm without trying!"

"Laymen do not recognize me, I will not cease until the end!"

The scene came to an abrupt end!

"Strength! Strength! Strength!"

"The spirit permeates the void, vigor surrounds the Sandy Realm!"

"Good, good Cultivation Technique, good Shen Hong!

Twenty-nine million five hundred thousand Deep Red Points, indeed there's good reason for the cost.

This punch, at least three thousand years of Cultivation!"