Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Pure Yang Forbidden Fist was the strongest ultimate move Yi Chen had at his disposal.

One could say that this punch combined the many insights he had learned throughout his life, such as the true meaning of Crushing Void and the true meaning of Catastrophe, among other powerful truths.

The last time when Yi Chen battled the Old Demon Dragon, he had not used this strongest punch.

Because it wasn't worthy.

With his Holy Skill Ascension, Yi Chen no longer concealed his strong aura; in his Holy Demon State, his long bright blue hair suddenly turned golden purple, a powerful "Qi" lifting his body slowly into the air.

At this moment, his power was so great that it made hearts tremble.

Almost instantaneously, Yuan Jun's spiritual sense started to frantically warn her.

It was at this time, having never seen any cultivators from the Fourth or Fifth Realm in action, that Yuan Jun truly understood how far Yi Chen had come.

Even with all her moves, she possessed a powerful force that could instantaneously crush him numerous times.

"Good! Good! Good! Xiao Lang, with your cultivation plus Yuan Jun's astonishing wisdom, who else in the Northern Dipper Lord's Palace can stand against us?"

A suddenly fierce Heavenly Wind blew Yuan Jun's pink hair wildly, brushing past her sky blue tassel long dress, momentarily making her generous bust even more prominent against her slender waist, only adding to the shock.

On her Peach Blossom Mask, Yuan Jun's lips curved upwards, but then she seemed to remember something, and that rising smile was immediately flattened by some mysterious force, leaving the hair on top of her head rather limp, weakly pointing to the sky.

However, at that moment, Yi Chen had no mind to pay attention to Yuan Jun's small thoughts; his mind was wholly devoted to the task of opening a passage between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm.

Boom!

Pure Yang Forbidden Fist, a divine might that shakes the heavens, under the enhancement of Golden Purple Extreme Origin, showcased stunning results in battle.

The space wailed violently under Yi Chen's furious power, and a pitch-black giant Fist Seal appeared in the sky; that black part was a huge spatial passage created by Yi Chen's onslaught.

A strange suction force originated from the Fist Seal's portal, drawing in countless airflows along with mud, grass, gravel, and other items into the portal.

Accompanying these foreign objects was also Yi Chen's fierce stream of spirit.

Yuan Jun held her breath and concentrated; suddenly, a bunch of illusory peach blossom petals appeared on her Cultivation Body, forming a strong protective barrier, suppressing her Cultivation Body.

After three breaths, the suddenly opened passage made Yi Chen, who had shut his eyes, abruptly open them.

At this moment, the mighty Fist Intent opened passage was also closing slowly under the effect of the laws of heaven and earth.

"Xiao Lang, it's done..."

"We found it! Yuan Jun!"

"No time to explain, hurry over!"

A large hand suddenly appeared under the collar at the back of Yuan Jun's neck; with Yi Chen's current masculine power, lifting Yuan Jun was like lifting a small rabbit.

Well, to be precise, a small rabbit with wildly kicking legs and a broad chest.

Of course, Yi Chen did not forget to bring along the Heavenly Master's crystal sarcophagus.

With that, grabbing Yuan Jun's collar, the two figures vanished into the spatial passage in the blink of an eye.

Inside the spatial passage, the scenery was bizarre and varied – at times colorful, at times pitch black, now broad, now narrow, with occasional black threads drifting through.

These black threads were scattered spatial cracks with a frightening cutting ability.

Fortunately, Yi Chen's Cultivation Body had transcended the ordinary and become holy through numerous True Technique advancements, and with his terrifyingly honed Spiritual Sense, God filling the void, Vigor Around the Sandy Realm, he had long been nimble in navigating large spatial storms, sensing and avoiding the dangers.

As for the smaller ones, could his newly advanced True Technique twenty-fourth level endure this?

Simply crushed through.

The major difference between using a Great Formation or Magic Artifact to traverse spatial barriers and Yi Chen's sheer brute force was accuracy and safety.

It's like sending a person to America.

The former method is like flying with a visa—safe and fast.

The latter, like Yi Chen, is like taking a risky path; violently created paths can't compare to those meticulously constructed, filled with potential risks like those encountered in risky paths.

To be drenched with cream puffs was not the worst; some sadly never made it, dying along the way.

Only a true powerhouse can cross through just by physique like Yi Chen.

But since it was his first time doing this, even with Yi Chen's cultivation, he was exceedingly cautious.

His spirit, Yi Chengzi, was not known to be one subdued by old blunders, certainly, he couldn't flip his boat in the gutter now.

In their Holy Demon State, Yuan Jun and Yi Chen differed greatly in size.

After a struggle, a disheartened Yuan Jun gave up, lifted her head high, glanced at Yi Chen's statue-like jawline, saw his grave expression, opened her mouth, but eventually said nothing.

Instead, she simply stared straight ahead at the various sights, memorizing each one, while continuously comforting herself by muttering about "Yuan Jun, I still have Eight Great Secret Treasures."

The time was unknown.

Accompanied by Yi Chen swinging another punch, piercing through the thick spatial medium, a vast and boundless Human Realm lake scenery suddenly appeared before their eyes.

...

...

A span of time as long as it takes to drink a cup of tea later.

In the Human Realm.

"Hahahaha~"

A strong and bulky Taoist Priest, watching a figure that seemed like a thief swiftly fleeing across the horizon, laughed so hard he nearly doubled over, almost passing out.