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

Yin Land.

Inside the ancient Great Hall, which is both rugged and gigantic, the ground is covered with strange fern-like plants that are dusky and thick, densely packed and overlapping.

On these ferns grow terrifying spikes, fierce and frightening, yet many powerful figures within the hall pay them no mind, seating themselves directly atop them, listening to the great teachings of the King of Yin Land about the Hell Dao Fruit.

Invisible threads emerge from the heads, hearts, and various parts of these individuals, connecting to the hand of the King of Yin Land.

Their pupils enlarge, diffuse without focus, as if all their spirits are immersed in the Supreme Realm woven by the resonating sounds within the hall.

Suddenly, at this moment, a very faint sound of a Jade Jue breaking reverberates, causing the King of Yin Land to pause.

'Boom!'

With a clear chime sound, the Soul Capturing Evil Sound resonating within the Great Hall gradually quiets down.

At this moment, the diffuse pupils of the people in the hall gradually regain focus, their consciousness returns, yet there is an unspeakable quality in their gazes that wasn't present before.

They look upon the King of Yin Land with eyes filled with reverence and admiration.

"Alright, we shall conclude today's discussion on Hell Dao Fruit here."

"Prison Sea Bitter Vine, my fate is undelivered; Yin Land Suspended Silk, tribulation dust rises again."

"In the Spiritual End times, all beings must endure Infinite Tribulations, if you wish to hear more of my teachings on Hell Dao Fruit, bring more Spiritual Nature and fellow Taoists from the Yangshi World to hear my Taoist teachings."

"Remember, at least Immortal Platform Cultivators are qualified to hear my Taoist teachings."

"You each must bring three Immortal Platform Cultivators, only then can you enter this Great Hall again; how to use the Bitter Vine granted by me, I trust I need not elaborate further."

At this moment, a wicked smile played on the King of Yin Land's lips, he looked upon the figures below with a flash of coldness in his eyes, waved his hand and only then did the cultivators bow to him thrice, leaving in succession.

After stepping out from the Stone Hall doors, the murmurs gradually arose.

The cultivators, having listened to the Hell Dao Fruit, felt their Divine Soul purified, their hearts cleansed.

As if on a pilgrimage, they thrice bowed towards the distant Black Stone Hall before dispersing in small groups, and the threads extending from them to the King of Yin Land also lengthened accordingly.

What they did not know, upon their departure, strange thick black blood surged immediately onto the floor of the Black Stone Hall.

Amongst all in this hall they worship, the purest remains the immovable black stone of countless ages.

The black liquid churned, bubbling like thick oil, from which streams of black essence were inhaled by the King of Yin Land.

Hiss~

Undulations began to appear on the body of the King of Yin Land, endless 'energy' within the hall collapsed towards his body, his aura gradually declined until he seemed merely ordinary.

No, even less than ordinary.

As his aura was suppressed to its limit, an overwhelming force far beyond human imagination erupted from his body!

The monstrous body of the King of Yin Land suddenly split with a grim and narrow terrifying blood groove.

An eerily handsome white-haired Taoist emerged from within a Godzilla-like body, his sinister laughter echoed in the Stone Hall.

"Hell Sacred Embryo, countless ages of hard work, today reaches fruition."

"Who says Yin Fruit cannot reach the viewpoint of all heavens? Throughout history, a group of indigenous people from a small world call you Human Emperor, you really believe you're a Savior."

"Back then, had you cooperated with me, I should have long achieved the eighth extreme within the Cosmic Sea, successfully overlooking all heavens. To stop me, you disregarded even your life, the world produces fools like you."

Even after countless ages, a clear and kindly gaze continued to vividly manifest in the depths of the King of Yin Land's heart.

In those years, heavily injured, he could only escape using the Secret Technique, eventually drifting into a small world called Lingxia Realm.

Unfortunately, the attacker was overwhelmingly powerful, his injuries were too severe, his Heavenly Soul and Earth Soul shattered, to save himself and extend his life for future vengeance, he had no choice but to attach his Life Soul to a native; then his consciousness sank into eternal slumber.

Luckily, fortune favored him, indeed heaven leaves none stranded.

That native, relying on the fragmented memories within his Life Soul, surprisingly survived.

Not only survived, but he progressed triumphantly, until finally as he entered the Dao Fruit Realm, under the cosmic power of creation, his Life Soul successfully awakened.

No one knew how ecstatic he was upon awakening.

What is destiny? This is destiny.

Understand that his Heaven and Earth Two Souls were entirely shattered back then, only the Life Soul barely retained; if the person he attached to had died in accident or failed to enter the Dao Fruit Realm, he'd never awake in his lifetime.

Back then he had already despaired, the Life Soul reincarnation technique he created was merely his unwilling attempt.

Amongst the challenges and risks, many fortunate factors were mixed.

However, such a small world unexpectedly produced a Dao Fruit Cultivator.

As he felt the favor of fate upon him, he found fate made him the butt of another small joke.

The native he attached to has now become the Human Emperor in that native world, furthermore, he indeed turned into a foolishly pure character.