Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 804 - 459 The Unfinished Battle, Suppressing Rebellion, Holy Venerable said, bring me a thousand Demon Bears, True Technique sits and watches_2

804: Chapter 459: The Unfinished Battle, Suppressing Rebellion, Holy Venerable said, bring me a thousand Demon Bears, True Technique sits and watches_2

804 -459: The Unfinished Battle, Suppressing Rebellion, Holy Venerable said, bring me a thousand Demon Bears, True Technique sits and watches_2

“Is the Holy Venerable, damn it, the head of the Holy Venerable~”

The river water surged violently, as a headless figure slowly emerged from the bottom of the river.

With each step he took, a clear light flashed by.

The Hierarch of the Demon Righteous Church, Jia Loulan had once again “Returned of the Deceased”; he had lived his second life, terrifyingly powerful.

However, Yi Chen, who had reappeared this time, did not take action immediately as before.

This was pointless, his head had been struck off.

At this moment, Yi Chen had already understood, even in his strongest form, he was still slightly inferior to the Western Extreme Demon Lord.

But he also knew that if the battle continued, exhausting all three Primordial Spirit Radiance, he might not win, but the Western Extreme Demon Lord would not survive either.

At most, his corpse would be somewhat more intact than Yi Chengzi’s.

“Flesh extreme transformation, Rebirth Through Blood, good Divine Skills.”

“Jia Loulan, I wonder how far you have cultivated this Divine Skill.

How many times can you resurrect?”

Seeing Yi Chen return, the Western Extreme Demon Lord struggled to articulate words through clenched teeth.

However, it did not initiate another attack, a hint of envy flashing in its eyes for a moment.

For the Western Extreme Demon Lord, at this point in the battle, whether it was Jia Loulan or Yi Chengzi wasn’t important anymore; the absence of the opponent was more crucial.

“Guess!” Yi Chen said indifferently.

Both fearing each other like a pole used to beat a wolf, their gazes met, and for a moment both were stuck, falling into an unexpected silence.

The ‘big brother’ didn’t speak; naturally, neither did the high nobility Demonkin of the Demon Righteous Church or the Western Extreme Demon Country, as the air grew eerily quiet, making it very hard to endure.

Time passed by slowly, the Demonkin below began to grow restless, unaware of what changes were happening in the distance.

It had been a fight to the death, seemingly with deep-seated hatred, but now it had turned into a tranquil scene.

After another hour, having secretly reached an agreement, the two Demon Lords flashed back to their respective troops.

“Retreat!” Yi Chen and the Western Extreme Demon Lord chorused unexpectedly.

With the Heavenly Wolf River as the boundary, Yi Chen led the Demon Righteous Church to retreat a thousand miles, while the Western Extreme Demon Lord led the remaining military generals back to the Royal City.

Meanwhile, two astonishing pieces of news began to spread wildly in the Western Extreme Demon Country.

The first was that the Hierarch of the Demon Righteous Church, Jia Loulan, would have a life-and-death duel with the Western Extreme Demon Lord in a month to decide both their fates.

The second was that both the Demon Righteous Church and the Western Extreme Royal City claimed it was the other’s leader who showed weakness first by proposing the retreat…

The Demon Righteous Church claimed that if the Holy Venerable showed weakness, given the overbearing nature of the Western Extreme Demon Country, why would they tolerate their church retreating calmly?

The Western Extreme Demon Country had their say as well—if it was the Demon Lord who first proposed a ceasefire, given the Demon Righteous Church’s habit of leaving no grass growing in its path, how could they pass up the chance to capture the rich prize of the Royal City?

Thus, it must be the Hierarch of the Demon Righteous Church who spoke first.

Unfortunately, concerning the second matter, neither Hierarch Jia Loulan nor the Western Extreme Demon Lord, Kun Yue, would speak of that day’s event, turning it into an unresolved mystery.

Or perhaps the answer was already determined—the loser in a month would surely be the one who had spoken first.

…

…

Inside an enormous mansion seized by the Demon Righteous Church, Yi Chen’s commanding gaze fell upon the dozens of high-ranking defectors of the Demon Righteous Church kneeling below.

Bang!

He slammed his hand on the table!

“Audacity!

Isn’t the benefit I distributed to you enough?

I have received intelligence that you have been overreaching, intercepting the benefits that should have been allocated to other ordinary members of the church, even establishing your own private treasury.

Do you realize your crimes?”

“I sacrificed my life and forgot my death, all for the sake of fighting for a relatively fair world for all oppressed Demonkin in the Demon Realm, not to change flags on the city walls, satisfying you locusts.”

“Seeing your actions, my heart is nearly shattered.”

Yi Chen, in ‘anger,’ threw a roll of documents in front of the kneeling Demonkin, appearing uncontainably furious, causing all high-ranking members of the Demon Righteous Church to tremble with fear.

They never expected, with the great battle imminent, that Yi Chen, upon returning, would first turn his blade on his own people.

“Holy Venerable, we know our mistakes.

With the great battle imminent, please give us another chance,” said a powerful Breakthrough Limit Demonkin leading them, seemingly confident.

Seeing Yi Chen behave like this, even Selena couldn’t help frowning, unsure of what Yi Chen was plotting.

Just as she was about to speak and advise, suddenly, with a flash of Streaming Light, Yi Chen had killed the lead Demonkin on the spot.

“What a chance you’ve given them, but then, who has given me a chance?”

“Rules are rules, whoever dares breach my rules, I demand their life!”

Standing amid the bisected corpse, Yi Chen’s voice was chilling, like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Depths.

No one knew that Yi Chen, while watching a stream of information appear before his eyes, almost laughed out loud, though his professional training naturally prevented such a display.

Since he couldn’t harvest externally, he had to begrudgingly lick his wounds internally.

This was another method Yi Chen had meticulously devised for running the Demon Righteous Church.

From the beginning, he knew that some Demonkin would be unable to resist grabbing major benefits—these unable-to-resist high-level Demonkin were precisely the Deep Red Points refill packs Yi Chen had identified early on.

Without harshness, one cannot stand firm.

Turning his head, looking at the rest of the high-ranking members of the Demon Righteous Church who had broken the rules and remained silent as cicadas in winter, Yi Chen licked his lips and began his ‘Holy Judgment.’