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

"Your goddamn 'no way'! Zhan Xingzi, didn't your Heavenly Star Sect's old ancestor leave behind some trump card? Hurry up and bring it out to save us!"

Yi Chen raised his head to the sky. Witnessing the celestial phenomena before him, a sense of urgency involuntarily swept across his face.

As he gazed upon the three slowly manifesting Dao Fruits, he couldn't help but feel he had underestimated the heroes of the world.

The gray Dao Fruit exuded an eerie ghostly aura. If his assumption was correct, it must be the Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit Zhan Xingzi had mentioned in his earlier intelligence.

As for the other crimson-red Dao Fruit resembling fresh blood, it was naturally the so-called Blood Sin Dao Fruit.

Each of these two Dao Fruits bore nine golden patterns. Yet, strangely, the topmost pattern on both had been forcibly obliterated, leaving behind a concave scar-like groove.

Still, the horrifying aura radiating from these two Dao Fruits sent chills scuttling through Yi Chen's heart.

Damn it to hell! No sense of fairness at all! Beat the small fry, then bring in the big guns? He could barely muster enough strength to tackle just one—how was Yi Chengzi supposed to handle both?

The Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Sin Dao Fruit emanated radiance, their vitality significantly surpassing that of the dim and lackluster All Stars Dao Fruit.

Yi Chen could even sense two malevolent and crazed wills roaring across dimensional planes, eagerly trying to breach worlds!

Faced with Yi Chen's hopeful gaze, Zhan Xingzi shook his head despondently and said:

"Brother Yi Chengzi... If we still had an escape plan earlier, there's no way out for us now."

"The Ancient Star Realm... has been sealed by a Great Divine Power user. Forget stopping the revival of the Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Sin Dao Fruit; even escaping seems nearly impossible."

"Unless we can find the reincarnated form of our Ancestor Master and awaken their Spiritual Charm, allowing them to reclaim the All Stars Dao Fruit, there's a sliver of hope for us..."

"Shut up! If you all can't come up with a solution, then listen to me! Huan Gu, come with me immediately. Let's head to the Star Jade at once!"

"Zhan Xingzi, I don't care what methods you use—delay the descent of the Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Sin Dao Fruit. Stall as long as possible. Understood?"

"There's no time left! Go! Quickly!"

Yi Chen nearly exploded with frustration upon hearing this. At this moment, he found Zhan Xingzi increasingly detestable; that so-called Son of All Stars was already running behind the curve. Listening to Zhan Xingzi was as good as waiting to die.

If that was the case, they might as well follow Yi Chengzi's plan and take a gamble.

He'd bet on the discounts on the cultivation techniques at the Star Jade being sufficient to let him break through to the 29th Layer of True Technique.

If not, given the current might displayed by the Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Sin Dao Fruit, then all the living souls of the East Continent would be utterly doomed.

Leaving behind a curt sentence for Zhan Xingzi, Yi Chen grabbed the collar of the beautiful nun by his side and immediately broke through the air with her.

After extensive practice under Yuan Jun, Yi Chen had already mastered this movement with remarkable ease.

His figure flickered several times before vanishing without a trace.

"Could Yi Chengzi truly be the reincarnation of the Ancestor Master? Otherwise, why would he insist on heading to the Star Jade at such a critical time? Could it be that the Ancestor Master left some hidden contingency within the Star Jade?"

Zhan Xingzi's heart, originally cold and hopeless, regained a trace of vitality as he listened to Yi Chen's urgent words.

There was still hope!

"No, even if there isn't any hope, I must give it my all!"

"For us cultivators, what is there to fear in one last fight?"

"It seems I've grown old. While Huan Gu's secret technique has restored some of my life span, the vigor lost to the passage of time is something I cannot recover."

"For the countless souls of the East Continent, for Huan Gu, today I, Zhan Xingzi, must face the might of those Dao Fruit Ninth Layer experts of yore. Let's see just how boundless their power truly is!"

Faith surpasses Gold in importance. What terrifies people most is the loss of hope. Even if hope is an illusion, like a moon reflected in water or a flower in the mirror, it can still provide boundless strength.

This is the power of miracles!

In an instant, Zhan Xingzi felt a surge of heroic courage. He lifted his head to gaze at the ashen and blood-red clouds that dominated the heavens. His eyes grew steadfast, brimming with newfound determination and power.

An old steed in the stable still dreams of galloping a thousand miles; a dying warrior's ambition burns unabated!

A massive Daoist Dharma Image spanning heaven and earth suddenly materialized. The figure wore an august crown as starlight cascaded down, transforming into jade streamers adorning the crown, which swayed gently in the Heavenly Wind.

Amid the swirling tempest, within the regions dominated by the ashen and blood-red clouds, a small patch of starlight reemerged.

The power of the stars pierced through the heavy clouds, blooming once again to reveal its brilliance!

Above Zhan Xingzi's head appeared an extraordinary blue Dao Fruit, shrouded in auspicious clouds. With a single stomp of his foot, bearing the Dao Fruit atop his head and clad in the enormous Dharma Image, he soared towards the heavens. His Dharma Image's colossal hands, steadfast and resolute, hurled themselves towards the Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Sin Dao Fruit slowly emerging from the void above.

Upon contact, a reverse stream of blood involuntarily poured from his mouth, nose, and eyes.

The Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Sin Dao Fruit had not yet fully broken through, yet the sliver of power leaking out was already devastating.

But in that moment, the blood-drenched Zhan Xingzi couldn't suppress a hearty laugh.

An overwhelming sense of elation surged within his heart.

Unbeknownst to him, a layer of haze had been clouding his mind. On the path of Dao Fruit cultivation, the greatest peril was an emotional obstruction. A cultivator trapped by it might not realize their plight even on the brink of death.

But Zhan Xingzi was undoubtedly fortunate.

Immersed for so long in Divination Skills, it had been an eternity since he'd faced an opponent of such overwhelming strength.