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

"Miao Zi, being so mopey will only hurt you."

"How are you going to be the protective beast of the Hidden Dragon Temple in this state?"

"At your age, how can you afford to sulk? Snap out of it."

Seeing Little Miao down in the dumps, Yi Chen ruffled Little Miao's head and then strode forward, embarking on the new journey.

This big guy is surely ruined.

Useless at everything--but comes first in hitting on chicks.

Yi Chen took out the official map he had prepared earlier and planned the route to Dragon Tiger Mountain, his big hand pointing to the location of a city on the map.

"Are you ready? Little Miao~"

"Our next stop is Wujang Prefecture."

"I heard the alley cats in Wujang Prefecture are even hotter than those in Longjiang Prefecture."

At these words, Miao Zi's eyes lit up, cheerfully meowing in response to Yi Chen's words, urging him to hurry up and get moving.

It's not sulking anymore, revealing its true fickle feline nature.

Hurrying down the mountain path, Yi Chen quickly switched into opportunistic mode, leaving behind the controversial Longjiang Prefecture.

It's not that he was afraid of experts from the Yellow Springs Sect, Yin Mountain, or Red Brothel coming after him; it's just that he's an impatient person.

As the sky grew gradually dim, Yi Chen furrowed his brows and quickened his pace, hoping to find the next station to rest before the night fell completely.

What he didn't know was that right at this moment, the Tyrant Chicken was also hurriedly making its way toward Longjiang Prefecture.

Since receiving the edict from the Great Protector of the Corpse God Sect that day, Tyrant Chicken had been making its way here, frolicking through mountains and waters.

At every human city it came to, it would use its magic to change its appearance and indulge in food and drink to its heart's content.

The food of humans is particularly delicious, especially the stir-fried noodles, which it fancied most.

"But, having delayed for so long, I can't put it off any longer."

"One last time, I'll only stay in Longjiang Prefecture for a day, then head straight for Fengyun County."

"Otherwise, if I take too long, the Great Protector might get angry."

The Tyrant Chicken smacked its lips, reminiscing the delicious taste of human stir-fried noodles, then quickened its pace, hoping to reach Longjiang Prefecture by nightfall to have a good rest and a feast.

If there are stir-fried noodles in Longjiang Prefecture, that would be even better.

The mountain roads were difficult, and soon, the moon climbed up the treetops.

On the narrow mountain path, two tall figures arrived unexpectedly.

Yi Chen was taken aback for a moment, only to see a tall figure in a hooded cloak approaching rapidly.

This person was a few centimeters taller than him, impressively so, with their entire face enveloped in the hood, looking quite mysterious.

Both couldn't pass through the narrow path at the same time, so one of them had to move aside. Yi Chen walked forward with a frown until they were almost three meters apart before coming to a standstill.

Because neither was willing to give way.

"Taoist, get lost!"

"Good dogs don't stand in the way. I'm in a good mood today and don't feel like killing!" Your next read awaits at empire

An abrasive voice came from the mouth of the tall hooded figure in black, sounding very unfriendly.

At that moment, Yi Chen finally saw the true face of the person before him.

Although this person had changed his appearance with magic, under Yi Chen's discerning gaze, their true form was as clear as a pattern in his palm.

This mysterious person was actually with a chicken head on a human body.

With a red comb, black skin, and a green caruncle on top of its head, two white lines slithered down from the shoulders to the waist. Its body was rippling with muscles, every one bulging as if each had gone through puberty on its own, fists stout enough to knock someone down, arms strong enough to outrun a horse.

"How will you force me if I don't move?" Despite the chicken-headed person's threatening stance, Yi Chen was unfazed and stood his ground.

Having just achieved the ninth level of the True Pure Yang Skill, should I give way on this road?

He felt like smashing this yapping nuisance right away, only wondering if such a chicken-headed creature could drop Deep Red Points.

"If you won't move, then perish for this lord!"

Seemingly quick-tempered, the chicken-headed person tossed aside his hooded cloak upon hearing Yi Chen's retort, throwing it onto a tree branch by the side of the road.

He stopped pretending and directly dispelled the illusion, revealing an extremely robust physique.

"Remember, the one who kills you is none other than the Corpse God Sect's one of the top ten valiant generals, Overlord Chicken."

"May you be a well-informed ghost on the road to Yellow Springs."

"Soaring Demonic Magic・Chicken Dominates the World・Giant Transformation!"

Under the moonlight, Overlord Chicken let out a skyward roar, and his body started swelling rapidly, growing taller; his already exaggerated muscles became even more pronounced. Clusters of air, like tiny mice, surged nonstop beneath his muscles, creating an intimidating aura.

Blood-red demonic energy swirled around his body, and suddenly a violent wind arose from the ground, sweeping up the fallen leaves and whirling around Overlord Chicken fiercely, rotating incessantly.

"A demon from the Corpse God Sect?"

"Also, this direction—isn't this the way to Fengyun County?"

Hearing the words of the chicken-headed man, Yi Chen immediately narrowed his pupils to pinpoints. Regardless, he could not let this chicken-headed monster go today.

He had to strike hard!

Mimicking the move, he stripped off his Daoist robe and threw it onto the branch of a nearby tree, revealing his own equally magnificent body. His strong pectoral muscles pushed up his tight-fitting undershirt, and deep cyan Inner Qi began to rise from his body.

"Taoist, not bad at practicing. Among those who focus on physical cultivation, you stand out. But you are unfortunate to meet me,"

"Today, I will let you know what —— true strength is!!!"

"Taoist, tremble. This is the true power of one of the top ten valiant generals in my sect."

Seeing Yi Chen reveal his momentum, the chicken-headed man knew that Yi Chen was not a common man. He slapped his chest, using some secret technique that intensified his aura, his height surged once more, and the demonic energy began to whirl even faster around his imposing body.

All of a sudden, Overlord Chicken's height jumped from two meters four, two meters five, to two meters six in a blink of an eye, towering over Yi Chen by more than a head.

At this moment, his eyes turned a blood-red and his gaze vicious as he looked down at Yi Chen, as if maintaining his current state exerted great pressure on him. Without hesitation, his massive legs, as thick as millstones, heavily stamped on the ground, then...

Then, there was no after.

Overlord Chicken's pupils dilated, and all of a sudden, his expression was like being throttled by fate.

Suddenly, in front of him appeared a shadow of a great Daoist figure, three meters tall, even taller, stronger, and more formidable than he was!

Reversal of poles!

In an instant, Yi Chen surpassed Overlord Chicken by more than a head, casting a vast shadow over him under the moonlight.

The Daoist's gaze was indifferent, viewing him as if he were merely a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, and a pair of hands covered in deep cyan Inner Qi suddenly appeared around his neck.

Like the pincers of fate, they tightly gripped his throat.

"Little chick, what are you barking for?"

"Bark for Daoist master one more time, I dare you."

"I like the look in your eyes now!"

"Truly... weak, pitiful, and defenseless!"

The Daoist looked at the chicken-headed man with a gentle voice and a teasing smile in his eyes.

Overlord Chicken, in terror, flailed his limbs, beating on the Daoist's shadow. But all his efforts were as laughable as a joke, only amusing, barely tickling Yi Chen.

Unable to fight, unable to flee.

To Yi Chen's perception at this moment, Overlord Chicken was only on the level of Zhao Corpse King, even lesser than the Supreme Yin Master.

"Boring, it's over."

"You've chosen the wrong path, chicken-headed man."

"Your muscles are dead muscles, they have no strength!"

"You are inferior to me in purity ah~"

Yi Chen's indifferent voice came through, like a chilling wind scraping up from the depths of the ninth hell.

With his words coming to an end, Overlord Chicken's neck went limp, and the overpowering deep cyan Inner Qi instantly ignited his body.

Under the True Yang Spirit, those like Overlord Chicken, who could once exchange a few moves with Yi Chen, now seemed as easy to kill as a chicken.

Unknowingly, Yi Chen had grown to far surpass his master, Bai Yunzi, in skill.

He had become a full-fledged True Person Realm expert.

Under the moonlight, a hooded Daoist continued to move forward.