Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 801 - 458 The Battle of the Taoist Priest

801: Chapter 458: The Battle of the Taoist Priest

801 -458: The Battle of the Taoist Priest

Danger!

Danger!

Danger!

Western Extreme Royal City, teetering on the brink of collapse!

Fist Intent thundered, and the killing shouts shook the heavens.

Purple lightning incessantly flashed down, bombarding the defensive barrier of the Western Extreme Royal City.

Yi Chen’s fists struck out like a dragon, and the strongest move, the Fifth Holy Fist, reappeared in the Demon Realm.

Overwhelming strength descended abruptly, bringing with it the Horde of Demons’ force, and suddenly, a massive Fist Seal appeared directly in front of the barrier.

Creak, creak~

A terrifying distortion quickly emerged upon the King City Great Array that enshrouded the entire Western Extreme Royal City.

This was a sign that the Great Formation was operating at its limit, and also an omen of its imminent collapse.

Since the Demon Wolf Clan had ruled over the Western Extreme Demon Country, such an experience had never occurred—being attacked right at the royal city.

Boom, boom, boom.

On the majestic walls of the royal city, one after another, the golden wolf reliefs began to burst and fall off, these were the final cries of the King City Great Array’s units no longer able to bear the load.

For a moment, within the Western Extreme Royal City, the Horde of Demons’ thoughts fluctuated wildly.

At the last moment, a Demonkin of the Scorpion Demon Clan, tasked with guarding the ninety-nine core nodes of the Great Array, revealed a fierce glow in his eyes behind which trailed a black bifurcated scorpion tail.

The Human Race had an ancient saying he always liked, “A wise man submits to the times.”

The Western Extreme Demon Lord had not shown himself for a long time, the Royal City was in grave danger.

A giant ship on the verge of capsizing—shouldn’t the Scorpion Demon Clan take a gamble rather than sink along with it?

“Crisis, sometimes, is also an opportunity.”

Suddenly, Scorpion recalled the teachings of the previous generation clan leader, who was also his father, on his deathbed.

Scorpion’s vision immediately widened.

The rise and fall of the clan rested on this battle.

If they couldn’t beat them, join them—as long as the benefits were sufficient, they too could be the Demon Righteous Church hiding within the royal city.

Scorpion decided to turn from darkness to light.

Once the decision was made, Scorpion, looking at the Demon Wolf General who was busily commanding the Demonkin soldiers to repair the core units of the Great Array, stealthily urged his Demon Yuan and briskly approached him.

“My lord~”

“What’s the matter?

Can’t you see I’m busy…”

Suddenly, a black scorpion tail with purple blood beads burst forth piercing through the back of the Demon Wolf General.

The scorpion tail was like a steel whip, a drill, instantly inflicting serious damage upon the Demon Wolf General who was overseeing this node.

Seizing the opportunity, Scorpion immediately revealed his true form and quickly shattered the already overburdened node.

In a chain reaction, one by one, the Great Array’s nodes began to explode.

“Brothers, the Demon Wolf Clan is unjust, Saint Jia Loulan is the true chosen one by fate.

Follow me, revolt, revolt!”

“Turn from darkness to…”

Seeing the Array shatter, Scorpion’s face lit up with satisfaction, and he quickly soared into the air, beginning to call loudly in an attempt to solidify his newfound loyalty and incite chaos.

However, he soon realized something was amiss, and his voice gradually quieted down, like a duck whose throat was being squeezed.

The expected chaos did not occur.

Instead, he saw many Demonkin within the royal city looking at him with a strange gaze.

At this moment, a figure enveloped in terrifying Demonic Qi was rapidly approaching from the west.

That was the Western Extreme Demon Lord.

Amid the increasingly urgent plea for assistance sent by numerous Golden Arrows, he rushed ahead of his own forces to return to the royal city.

Suddenly, countless Demonkin powerhouses within the King City drew their weapons.

“Opportunity, sometimes, is just the guise of danger.”

“Do not gamble until the last moment,” Scorpion recalled the second half of his father’s deathbed teaching that he had deliberately ignored.

Under the glow of countless Demon Weapons, Scorpion’s figure exploded instantly, leaving only a small bifurcated scorpion tail falling to the ground, which was promptly crushed by the hoof of a nearby Demonkin.

“Traitor!

There cannot be two suns in the sky, in my heart there is only one sun—Kun Yue the Demon Lord~”

…

…

The Heavenly Wind howled fiercely; outside the King City, the cries of battle suddenly paused.

A person’s reputation casts a long shadow.

The Western Extreme Demon Lord, Kun Yue, having reigned for many years, his heavy authority was deeply ingrained in the hearts of countless Demonkin in the Demon Realm.

Under the intense pressure, the Demon Righteous Church was far from being a pioneer of the rebellion in the Demon Realm, and before these powers could stir up much of a storm, they were suppressed.

A country’s Demon Lord is the powerhouse who suppresses the fate of the entire nation.

If it weren’t for Yi Chen slaying three Prince-level experts in succession, showing the Cultivation capable of contending with a Demon Lord, the Demon Righteous Church would not have been able to cause such a commotion.

The Western Extreme Demon Lord surveyed his surroundings, and for a moment, both the Demonkin within the Western Halberd King City and the followers of the Demon Righteous Church felt guilty and uneasy, lowering their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

Only Yi Chen dared to confront him.

“Gyalou, you have a lot of nerve, daring to attack my Western Extreme Demon Nation, disrupting my grand plans!”

“Do you realize what you have done?

The opportunity that our Demon Realm has obtained at great cost has been ruined by you.

You are the sinner of the entire Demon Realm.”

As he looked at Yi Chen, a surge of killing intent filled the Western Extreme Demon Lord’s heart, accompanied by a strange sense of familiarity.

For some reason, he felt that this fiend looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Yet, after wracking his brains, his mind was completely void of any recollection, this contradiction of dislocation made him uncomfortable.

“Sinner?”

“No, no, no, Kun Yue the Demon Lord, you are the sinner of the Demon Realm.”

“Listen, how many innocent souls from the Demon Realm float above your royal city made of their white bones.

They are watching you.”

Yi Chen grinned, his aura beginning to escalate.

Suddenly, his body ignited with rich purple flames, and his hair started to grow longer, the bright red strands on his forehead standing on end.