Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!
Chapter 1228 - 644: Yue Qingping's Joy, The Fourth Fundamental Force, The Thirty-First Level of True Technique, Great! (Part 2)

This is an unprecedented gamble.

Between chronic death and fleeting glory, the Taoist immediately decided to bet his life and began a race between life and death.

Tension, tension, tension!

The outermost layer of spiritual thoughts was crystallized, naturally replenished by the next layer.

He was like an ant in the sea of fire, constantly pushing forward.

Finally, after paying an extremely heavy price.

He suddenly squeezed!

He felt his spirit enter a small yet magnificent red space.

This was a red lattice world, like a prison.

Outside were orbital paths like nebulae, with strange luminous objects orbiting some core place.

Sometimes these luminous objects teleport to different tracks like space transfer.

This red crystal world was both vast and small, giving a sense of extreme contradiction and discomfort.

When thoughts expand, it seems endless, an infinite red lattice prison.

When thoughts immerse in a red lattice prison, vision becomes infinitely small.

To the Taoist's astonishment, inside this Red Crystal Water Drop World, everything was incredibly peaceful, with no sign of the crystalline divine light that seemed dead.

"Why do these things keep emitting endless crystallized light?"

"No, damn it, it's frequency, these red lattice prisons are vibrating!"

"They rely on vibrations to make everything external turn into their form, no... they make everything willingly transform into their likeness."

"Is this the fundamental reason why their eroding force surpasses my obliterating force? After all, using True Law to annihilate everything consumes far more power than this."

"I was wrong, the grandest, most magnificent power is not annihilation, but making everything submit to your will, willingly transforming into the form you desire."

The Taoist hungrily comprehended the many changes within the red lattice world. After estimating how long his cultivation body could last, he gathered all his thoughts at the last moment, transforming into a crystal circular shape once again. After another experience of the crystalline divine light massacre, he returned to his body.

At this moment, everything below the Taoist's neck had become red crystal stone.

Yet, his eyes showed no panic, but rather a faint smile.

Today's gamble ultimately yielded significant results.

As long as he breaks the resonance, he can resist the crystalline divine light.

He had comprehend the source power of the Red Crystal Water Drop; next, he needs to evolve in his own way to achieve similar effects.

He wants his flesh to learn from the red lattice prison, also resonating with the Red Crystal Water Drop, allowing his flesh to return to its previous state.

"No, that's far from enough!"

"I want all foreign objects to willingly offer their loyalty to me."

"I want to turn flames into frost, stones to willingly transform into gold, the timid into brave... "

"I want——re!set!earth!fire!water!wind!"

The Taoist grinned, and immediately exploded!

In that crippled state, he couldn't keep up even if he ate shit; he had to restart!

A flash of Primordial Spirit Radiance appeared, and he lived a second life, powerful enough to make one's heart tremble.

Knowledge is easy but action is difficult; soon, the Taoist began adjusting his own flesh and spirit frequencies, starting to resist the crystalline divine light of the Red Crystal Water Drop.

Despite understanding the power origin of the divine light, the Taoist underestimated the difficulty, but fortunately, this path was indeed effective. The crystalline divine light now finds it increasingly hard to erode him.

As time ticked by, a thousand years later, the Taoist exploded again.

The terrifying explosion reoccurred ten thousand years later...

Thus passed a hundred thousand years; this time, the Taoist coldly smiled, saying 'reverse', as the crystallized red crystal on his ankles began to gradually return to flesh color.

At this moment, the Taoist spat towards the sky, releasing the Red Crystal Water Drop imprisoned within his body. That bizarre red light which crystallized everything could no longer shake his cultivation body in the slightest.

With a grab of his large hand, the wicked crystal stone which had plagued the Constant Immortal Realm for countless ages, forcing the Buddha Lord and Demon Lord of the Sacred Immortal Realm to flee, was crushed on the spot.

After accomplishing all this, the Taoist did not stop his steps, but continued to sit cross-legged, beginning to comprehend the changes of the True Technique in the thirty-first realm.

Stopping crystallization was trivial; now Yi Chunyang aimed to ascend to greater realms.

He promised his master to protect the entire Constant Immortal Realm, he must restore the previously ravaged and crystallized Eighth Layer Heaven to its former state.

Cultivation knows no day or night.

Thus, ninety more million years passed; after facing innumerable challenges and dangers, one misty morning, a majestic Daoist suddenly rose and yelled at the sky.

"I have attained Dao!"

"Today, I shall reopen the Eighth Layer Heaven."

Suddenly, on the Taoist's chest, four petals of different colors fully bloomed, shining brilliantly and incredibly eye-catching.

The Taoist flicked his large sleeve, and his figure immediately pierced through the sky, falling into what had become a red crystal world, the First Layer Heaven.

To reopen the Eight Layer Heaven, to redefine earth, fire, water, and wind, the first step is—explode!

Return everything to its original state.

Then re-evolve the four elements of the world through the essence of earth, fire, water, and wind.

"Earth into matter, fire as energy, water dissolves space, wind flows time."

"Blow it up! Blow it up! Blow it up for me!"

In the Taoist's hearty laughter, the First Layer Heaven actually returned to the appearance he remembered from before.

Of course, those who died millions of years ago can never be resurrected.

They died too long ago, and now being able to restore the former landscape with his cultivation is already the limit.

A hundred years later.

The Taoist opened the Heavenly Gate and walked again into the Ninth Layer Heaven Realm.

At this moment, in the Constant Immortal Realm, the sky is as high as the Nine Mysteries, the earth is as thick as the Eight Desolations, and everything has returned to the tranquil days of the past.

After redefining earth, fire, water, and wind, the Taoist returned to the Pure Yang Holy Palace, returned to that majestic Green Hill.

He began to continue his exploration and cultivation.

Because no one knows, when he completely destroyed that Red Crystal Water Drop, he saw a strange symbol in the scene of the object shattering and the red grid prison collapsing.

It was a deep red scissor-like symbol, imprinted on the bottom of the red grid prison.

If it weren't for his True Technique having advanced to such a profound realm that day, he might not have discovered this scene.

"Truly, there is always someone stronger, someone beyond."

"If this Red Crystal Water Drop was indeed refined by someone and thrown into my Constant Immortal Realm with a flick of the wrist, who knows to what unimaginable realm this person's cultivation has reached."

"Just this small Red Crystal Water Drop almost destroyed our entire Constant Immortal Realm. Even if I staked everything, it was only with a bit of luck that I managed to avert this disaster."

The Taoist's mind raced rapidly, but a trace of excitement appeared on his face.

He decided he would pursue the scenery of even higher realms.

Having done so much and risked his life, he has lived up to his deceased master.

"However, before leaving, I have a few more things to take care of."

The Taoist grinned, began to use divine skills, and started arranging things.

One hundred years later.

The white crane soared into the Ninth Heaven, green hills and waters invited you to roam, apes cried out in the canyon, startling serene dreams, and tigers roared in the pine forest, shaking the jade waves.

Under the rock, there was a Taoist, accompanied by idle clouds and a white crane.

Pure Yang Scripture, Eternal Pine, the cries of apes and the roars of tigers dominated the sky, the white crane followed the wind to go, inviting friends with wine to sing in unity.

After transforming the Constant Immortal Realm into a paradise on earth, a world of unity, the Taoist used his fingers as a knife, drew a large hand, immediately opened a spatial portal, and disappeared into the darkness.

He wanted to seek the road to higher and further vistas.

To be a traveler, to see all the sceneries of the world.

Gathering the winds along the way~

The scene abruptly stopped here.

....

....

"Whoa day your mom!"

"True Technique Thirty-first Layer Realm, the atoms bathe in my Pure Yang Radiance, generating their own ideas, becoming intimate with me, taking the shape I desire?"

In the Ninety-nine Layer True Yang Tower, Yi Chen looked at his cultivation body, about to undergo a complete metamorphosis, and suddenly spoke.

The power of obliteration required him to laboriously use Extreme Origin to eradicate, whereas the True Technique Thirty-first Layer Realm was much easier.

He only needed to expend a minimal amount of power to achieve what previously required twelve levels of strength.

"It's really... intense! Intense! Intense!"

"Even pyramid schemes aren't this pure, too loyal."

"This is basically gaslighting the world, purity is too high."

Yi Chen grinned and abruptly stood up.

Breakthrough!

Refreshing!