Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!
Chapter 1186 - 624: True Technique Level 30! Annihilation! Is the Taoist almost extinguished?_2

The Taoist said nothing more, only showing a trace of mockery on his face.

"You can take away a hundred, no, a thousand disciples, this is the greatest kindness I can offer you."

The twisted monster's cold voice rose again, layers of black waves starting to form amid the rolling flesh.

This time, the Taoist did not remain silent. He grinned, but with a wild laugh as he replied:

"Making waves while I'm away, you still dare to negotiate terms with me."

"All heretical powers are world-involved calamity conceptions. Today, I'm going to chop you into pieces and make char siu out of you!"

Suddenly, the Taoist flicked a large hand, and a Mystic Blue Holy Spear was already in his grasp!

A mighty force surged violently, like mountains collapsing and seas overturning, as thunder boomed unexpectedly, creating terrifying ripples. Extreme Origin was like a raging wave, sweeping through the countless heavens.

At the same time, a powerful gravitational barrier erupted, enveloping and isolating dozens of dark shadows behind the twisted monster.

This battle lasted for half a month.

Finally, one day, when the beings of the Flame Continent were trembling with unease, the Taoist gracefully descended, along with his figure, a rain of blood fell from the sky.

The Taoist stretched out his palm, grabbing a large chunk of flesh, but from the severed surface of the flesh, countless fine metal threads emerged, causing him to frown, and all of a sudden, his muscles tensed.

A voice filled with extreme malice suddenly resounded in his soul.

"Immortal and indestructible, immortal and indestructible!"

"I am the Mother of All Things, wielding the authority of propagation and reaping. All sentient beings cannot escape my harvest. Since you destroyed my physical form, then return your body to me!"

"Foolish Taoist, do you really think I can be defeated so easily? Our battle is not yet over!"

As the words fell, the Taoist looked down, only to see that his little toe had already blackened.

At the same time, those scattered pieces of flesh began to disperse in all directions under the guidance of an alien force.

They transformed into various forms, becoming bizarre flesh monsters, changing their appearances, and started to wreak havoc upon the world.

These bizarre flesh monsters began to morph into different shapes, wearing the robes of the Taoist's disciples and descendants, disrupting their law and order.

The Taoist's eyes tightened, sensing the spread of the dark energy within, he had to sit cross-legged, starting to resist the mutation within him.

The Mother of All Things, wielding the authority of propagation and reaping over all sentient beings, the Taoist traversing the heavens had never seen such a strange monster before. At a critical moment, he had to operate Extreme Origin, firmly resisting the invasive force within him.

Fortunately, perhaps most of the Mother of All Things' power was also used to erode his cultivation body, as those bizarre flesh monsters scattered across the land did not inherit its grand divine skills but only could morph into different forms, stirring desires in people's hearts, throwing the world into chaos.

As time passed, the world gradually became turbulent.

The Taoist knew nothing of all this, he imprisoned himself within the deep sea, beginning to combat the strange force occupying his body.

Time passed bit by bit, slowly, under the chaos stirred by the bizarre flesh monsters, on the Flame Continent, people's hearts began to gradually become unprincipled.

Many turned away from their original intentions, beginning to vie for personal gain, scheming against one another.

Smoke and calculations were everywhere, where clarity of mind once was, now overflowed with material desires.

A hundred years later.

In the deep sea, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes.

Despite his utmost resistance, he saw that his knees had already turned entirely black.

That was the mark of the Mother of All Things' corruption.

At this moment, a spiritual intention suddenly sprang up in his sea of consciousness.

"Haha, what an interesting cultivation body, to withstand for so long without being occupied by me."

"I have been to countless worlds, yet I have never seen such a powerful and bizarre cultivation body."

"Taoist, but do you know why, despite your cultivation body's strength, it still cannot resist my erosion?"

"Because I am the Mother of All Things, possessing control over all sentient beings, and their desires. When I engage in a spiritual war with you, all your spiritual intentions will transform into my potential strength."

"The stronger your resistance, the stronger my power becomes as well. Even if my inherent power is as small as a chicken, when combined, my power exceeds your imagination."

"You are me, but I am not you, what do you have to fight against me."

"When my subordinate flesh monsters wreak havoc in your Dao Court, and everyone spurns and curses you, forgetting you, that will be the time when I completely occupy your physical body, hahaha!"

The Mother of All Things' arrogant and gleeful laughter kept echoing in the Taoist's heart, yet the Taoist's face was full of indifference.

He had fought against this Mother of All Things for so long, and now he finally understood the origin of this wretch's power.

He knew that the spiritual intention in his heart was not lying.

This bastard somehow entangled his own primordial spirit and cultivation body with him, using his strength to fight against him, which led to his current predicament.

Faced with such a crisis, the Taoist's expression hardened, and he immediately focused his mind, seeking a way to break the impasse.

He knew that today's situation might be the greatest calamity he had encountered since attaining the Tao.

If he overcame it, he would transform like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon; if not, he would die and his Tao would perish.

And now, to completely rid himself of this predicament, perhaps only a breakthrough in the True Technique could do it. That elusive thirtieth level of the Pure Yang Lianji True Method might be able to suppress and kill this foe.

"Yes."

"Holy Origin's Immortal Vanquishing Divine Energy."

"To vanquish immortals and slay deities, one must seek the true path."

Suddenly, the Taoist recalled the mysterious cultivation technique he had unintentionally obtained before his return, and a glimmer of hope reignited in his heart.

He had already experienced multiple insights on the Path of Destruction and had achieved considerable progress.

If he could make further advances, he might be able to completely refine this so-called Mother of All Things, turning it into resources for his own ascension.

Under the pressure of death, caring for nothing else, deep within the sea, the Taoist lowered his gaze and embarked on a desperate race against time, painstakingly comprehending this True Technique.

Thus, another three hundred years passed.

At this moment, the blackness on the Taoist's body had spread to his waist.

No one knew the pressure the Taoist was under at this moment.

Every day, he not only faced the challenges from the Mother of All Things but also had to divide his focus to operate the True Technique and seek a breakthrough. Every minute, every second, was an agonizing ordeal for him.

However, misfortune and blessing do not rely on each other; misfortune lies in the folds of blessing. Under such life-and-death pressure, his spirit began to become as agile as if constantly stealing heavenly secrets.

His understanding of the Power of Destruction also deepened increasingly.

If he was given just a little more time, he would surely be able to break through to the next realm of the True Technique.

Regrettably, the erosion of the Mother of All Things continued, and the time left might already be running out for him.

"Haha, give up! Taoist, those little treasures I left behind are wreaking havoc in your Dao Nation."

"The righteous thoughts of heaven and earth are fading, while evil thoughts swell ever higher. You can't win."

"Wouldn't it be better to hand over your physical body to me? If you just give up resisting, you won't have to endure this excruciating pain anymore—isn't that better?"

"As soon as you change your mind and choose to give up, everything will be over."

"Five hundred years, at most five hundred more years. Even if you keep persisting, you'll only delay your downfall by five hundred years at best."

"No matter how powerful you are, the only thing a person cannot defeat is themselves—why put yourself through this?"

The Mother of All Things sneered coldly, continuing its temptation.

The Taoist looked unchanged, seemingly unmoved, and continued his contemplation.

As time hurried on, another four hundred ninety-nine years passed.

By now, the blackness on the Taoist's body had spread to his neck, and there was only one year left until the deadline set by the Mother of All Things.

At this moment, the daily incessant chattering of the Mother of All Things began anew.

The Taoist remained as steady as a rock, unmoved.

Thus, another year passed.

The blackness on the Taoist's body had spread to the corner of his eye, yet that blackness could never surpass this boundary.

At this moment, a scream suddenly resounded in his heart.

For the first time, the voice of the Mother of All Things began to lose its composure!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"The speed of erosion should only get faster. My flesh demons are wreaking havoc in your Dao Nation. Why, why has the speed of erosion stopped? This cannot be!"

"Why is that impossible?"

"I, the humble Taoist, believe in them, trust the righteousness in human hearts, just as I trust myself!"