Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 692 - 415: A Thought to Demonhood, A Thought to Enlightenment, World-Shaking Pure Yang True Technique Level Twenty-One!_2

"Fine, let's just consider it a diversion and see what state the world is in now."

On the flagstones, an autumn rain falls, scattering petals on the ground.

The Taoist seeks to traverse the seasons, to observe the ways of the world, to visit people's homes~

The babbling brook winds through the mountains, carrying with it the shadow of the Taoist from within the vast ranges.

But beside the verdant mountains and clear waters are not the red bricks and green tiles, the home fires of villages; rather, it's filled with cries of fighting and killing.

Light cavalry dash before my eyes, their smoke of signal fires crossing a thousand miles apart.

It was only through combat that the Taoist came to understand that this was two mortal Families fighting mercilessly, cutting down generals and capturing flags, all to secure a chance for cultivation in the Heavenly Palace or Hell Mansion.

"How ruthless, seizing all the scriptures of the world, to rob the people of their chances."

"A thousand years not treading among mortals, my last emergence was when divine stones fell on my Green Hill, and I took on the Night Owl Demon in battle, now it seems the Mortal World has greatly changed once more."

With a sigh, the Taoist recited the Passage to Rebirth Scripture three times over the corpses before rising to his feet and continuing on for thirty thousand miles.

"Taoist Priest, why must life be so harsh! The killing never ends! I merely wish for one night's peaceful sleep, yet it eludes me!"

"Taoist Priest, I don't want to kill, but I want to cultivate, I have no choice, I am not born an executioner."

"Taoist Priest, I am a disciple of the Heavenly Palace, the Hell Mansion is evil, just by killing the people of the Hell Mansion, peace will descend upon the world, with your cultivation, why not assist me!"

"Taoist Priest, I am a disciple of the Hell Mansion, the Heavenly Palace is hypocritical, just by killing the people of the Heavenly Palace, peace will descend upon the world, with your cultivation, why not assist me!"

One after another, the final words of the dying echoed in the ears of the Taoist.

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Picking up a lone orphaned child, the Taoist began to write furiously within a thatched cottage by the roadside.

"War drums quicken the charge, the wind hastens the neighing of horses, the grass on the frontier has not yet turned green, and they march again to the west of Long."

"The conscripted men's tears carry inches of affection, inches of homeland, while the Heavenly Palace and Hell Mansion gaze upon the frequent separations of the Mortal World from afar."

"Year upon year, fine young men are wasted away, ladies dream away in dance, yet by Wu Ding's shore, white bones are numerous."

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"Taoist big brother, why is all this happening?" the orphaned child, shaking the Taoist's clothes, asked through tears.

His parents had perished in the previous conflict.

"Child, that's naturally because you've been played!"

"Caught in the midst of it all, you belong to either the Heavenly Palace or the Hell Mansion, yet you do not realize that those who feign to solve your suffering are actually the root of all these problems."

"I, a traveling monk, have spent ten years researching and have uncovered the truth; they breed you like crops and harvest you in due seasons, to deceive you, they even orchestrate mutual slaughtering among the mortals within their domains, and in the end, show up as saviors."

"They cultivate these Families, binding them as vassals with cultivation techniques and resources, turning them into their own tentacles, with only their own people having access to the finest resources and techniques, thus wielding supreme martial might to intimidate the entire world."

"The lords of the Heavenly Palace and Hell Mansion, both of you, truly talented! No wonder your cultivation advances by leaps and bounds daily, even when compared to me, you fall not a hair short."

The Taoist spoke calmly, yet his eyes were brimming with killing intent.

"Scamp, come join my Tranquil Pure Yang Sect, and become my disciple, what do you say?"

"I shall teach you the True Law, let martial power open your path to divinity, together we will tear apart the mountains looming over your heads!"

"Great! Taoist big brother!"

"From today onwards, you shall address me as the Master of the Tranquil Pure Yang Sect."

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A thousand years later.

Black and white figures tangled with a stalwart Taoist in fierce combat.

Below the trio, disciples of the Tranquil Pure Yang Sect donning yellow headbands were fighting desperately against people from the Heavenly Palace and the Hell Mansion.

"Master of the Tranquil Pure Yang Sect, why must you persist in this way? Both the Palace Master and the Supreme Devil God have improved in their divine skills; combined, you have no chance of coming out unscathed."

"Just dissolve your followers and, like before, imprison yourself in Green Hill, and we, along with the Devil God, will cease our attack today, what do you say?" A woman donning a white celestial mask shouted, "If we keep fighting like this, the Devil God and I may suffer grave injuries to our cultivation bodies, even regress in realm, but you, Pure Yang Taoist, will surely die without a doubt!"

At this moment, all three were bloodied below, and the ranks of the yellow turban-wearing Tranquil Pure Yang Sect disciples were already showing signs of defeat.

The Taoist's eyes were cold and fierce, although his cultivation body was severely injured, his gaze was shining even more brilliantly.

He suddenly laughed out loud and said:

"In my life, I've been idle, solely pursuing the Taoist Way, earnestly sought but unable to reach the twenty-first level of the True Technique, a true cultivator of the Dao Sect, yet by chance I obtained the 'Heavenly-Swallowing Demon God Qi,' a true technique of the Demon Sect, without proper initiation."

"Not expected a thousand years ago, that a discontent hard to calm would arise a whale-swallowing ambition, yet it perfectly aligned with the heart of the Sky-swallowing Demon God."

"I have understood!"

Amidst his loud laughter, the Taoist's body suddenly turned from a golden sun-like power to a dark purple-black hue, his body swirling with purple-black demon flames.

"What... what are you doing!"

Faced with the sudden change, both the ruler of the Heavenly Palace and the supreme demon of the Hell Mansion felt a tremor in their hearts.

"What am I doing? Haha!"

"The path of Pure Yang does not need to forcibly separate good from evil; in the past, I was mistaken, unable to push the True Technique to a higher realm!"

"Today, with the World-Shaking Pure Yang, embracing the ethos of the heavenly swallowers, bearing the weight of the mortal world."

"There is a path for mortals that doesn't require the Heavenly Palace or the Hell Mansion."

"I will take up the burden! I will shoulder it!"

"With a single thought becoming a demon, Demon Sun State, activate!"

In a roar, a terrifying figure appeared in the world, feet wreathed in purple flames, muscles bulged, hair and eyebrows turned dark purple-black, with an illusory halo of dark purple Yue appearing behind his head, even growing a small golden protrusion on his brow, a powerful and imposing presence.

With every punch and kick, his power spread, invincible, but the ruler of Heavenly Palace and supreme demon found to their astonishment that their strengths, when they hit the transformed Taoist, disappeared like mud cows into the sea, barely six or seven out of ten.

"Having fun? Haha, if you want my life, you'll have to see if you're up to the challenge!"

"Over the past thousand years, the Peaceful Pure Yang Dao I created has been continuously suppressed by your Heavenly Palace and Hell Mansion, many times coming close to destruction, yet why is it like a weed that doesn't burn out, resurrecting with the spring wind?"

"Because those people below have fire in their hearts, their lives oriented towards the sun!"

"Stumbling upon the truth, I have found the correct path to ascension!"

"What's so-called Heavenly-Swallowing Demon God Qi is actually the intent of the Sky-swallowing Demon God, intent precedes Qi."

"How to swallow the sky? Not really swallowing the sky, but a divine swallowing of the sky; the spirit interferes with matter, purging all."

"I have succeeded!"

"Holy Sun State, activate!"

"Today, I will, on behalf of the hearts of all the people under the sky, swallow you two scourges!"

The Taoist had a thought and became enlightened, and his image changed drastically in an instant.

The True Yang Soul reappeared, with an illusory golden halo appearing behind his head, profound and mysterious as if it were connected to an otherworldly space, continuously powering his Cultivation Body with strength.

At this moment, the Taoist stood grandly with his Holy Halberd in hand, roaring angrily, his mind filled with countless epiphanies, his halberd technique spontaneously evolving.

"Intimidating True Yang!"

Suddenly, a fierce sun emerged slowly from the inner hearts of both the ruler of the Heavenly Palace and the supreme demon.

Within that fierce sun, the figure of the Taoist stood tall and defiant, roaring furiously.

With a Pure Yang's rage, he illuminated a thousand years of darkness, and the three stood poised in the sky, motionless.

Before long, the ruler of the Heavenly Palace and the supreme demon began to vomit out copious blood, clearly retreating step by step in this battle of gods.

A dozen breaths later, a ring of golden flame began to devour their bodies, and the transformation of the Taoist's body had not yet ceased.

His spirit began looting heaven and earth, eroding all, swallowing all strength.

The fighting crowd below stopped their hands one after another, watching the Taoist's metamorphosis in the sky as if gazing upon a god.

With time passing, the illusory golden light behind the Taoist's head grew increasingly bright, drawing in the power of the world in breath-like fashion, and with every moment, the Taoist felt his control over heaven and earth increase.

No, it should not be called control, perhaps it should be called separation.

At this moment, the acupoints within the Taoist's body began to light up one by one, spreading throughout his body like a dense star map, stopping only when they reached the number of 720.

It was at this time that the Taoist's internal Pure Yang Inferno Prison began to evolve, a fierce sun rising, as if creating heaven and earth anew, forcibly elevating to a second layer where endless sharp powers sliced through the second realm...

Three days later.

The Taoist completely destroyed the Heavenly Palace and Hell Mansion, and the Peaceful Pure Yang Dao began to preside over all matters of the Infernal Continent, establishing the earthly Dao Nation.

"The Dao Nation shall be like a ruler, used to establish rules, and warriors shall have swords, to cut down the rules when they are wrong!"

"Today, I proclaim the Peaceful Pure Yang Dao scripture to the world, and the day when Dao Nation strays from the path, let the whole world strike it down!"

Another hundred years passed, and once the world stabilized, the Taoist headed towards the great sea.