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

Due to the large number of monks who came to watch the battle, the Millennium Emperor specifically altered the location for the duel. By decree, he used a Formation to encircle an area with a radius of thirty thousand meters, built a high platform, and laid out the Heaven and Earth Net Formation to block any residual energy from the clash between the two fighters. After all, the last time Lord Tan Lang revealed his law body, it caused quite a mess. This time, with the Formation acting as a barrier, they could proceed without worries. Above the azure sky, Xue Lingzi's expression was indifferent, the celestial wind filling his sleeves, making them dance vigorously. If previously he was only seeking revenge for his junior brother, now he had one more reason not to lose. If he were to lose this time... the consequences were unthinkable to him. As other sects joined in, the spirit of competition grew more intense. The consequences of increasingly high stakes were evident under the platform, where the divide was clear and the barricades formidable. The sun was high in the sky. In the center of the arena, an incense stick as thick as an arm was already burned halfway through. Xue Lingzi had been standing above the void for quite some time, and yet Lord Tan Lang was nowhere to be seen. People looked at each other, their gaze eventually converging on Yuan Jun who was wearing a peach blossom mask. Damnit, has Lord Tan Lang run off? Being stared at by so many monks, even someone as powerful as Yuan Jun couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle. She said with an awkward smile, "Everyone, please be assured, Xiao Lang will be here soon. I'll go and urge him." "Sigh, just when I had a bit of inspiration for the Ninth Halberd Move, it's back to the grind." Yi Chen sighed resignedly. He was adjusting his state in seclusion when suddenly an inspiration struck him, which was why he had been delayed. Just as Yuan Jun was about to take out her purple Star Disc, suddenly, a tall figure carrying a halberd walked slowly from the distant horizon. With one step, the majestic figure vanished a hundred meters away. "Majestic and intelligent, surpassing all beings." "Laughing at all heroes, determining the fate of the universe." "The giants of heaven and earth all praise his strength!" "No speck of dust shall escape my palm!" His chanting complete, the figure halted. Lonesome and soaring with poetic dignity, it echoed through the desolate and towering peaks, his presence majestic and peerless among mortals. The powerful figure bent his knees like a spring and suddenly leapt up, then accelerating sharply in a downward plunge! A loud boom sounded as the figure landed in the center of the arena, kicking up a cloud of dust and sending a powerful gust of wind that extinguished the incense stick placed on the large cauldron at the center. The crowd turned their attention towards the figure in the arena. "Holy shit, what just happened? Why do people's expressions seem a bit off?" Although the dust hadn't settled yet, Yi Chen's senses were incredibly sharp, and he immediately sensed something was amiss—everything seemed wrong. At this moment, a voice transmission suddenly surfaced in Yi Chen's mind. "Xiao Lang, you've really overdone it this time. You absolutely cannot lose." It was unmistakably Yuan Jun's voice. Damn it, can someone tell me what in the hell happened in the day or two while I was in seclusion? Yuan Jun, what have you done? Did you double-down again? Yi Chen was astonished, but now was not the time to ponder these matters. He thrust his Holy Halberd into the ground, and the ground solidified by the Formation was so easily penetrated by the halberd that only a round metallic handle was left showing. He stepped forward with an indifferent expression. A brilliant beam of light burst forth from the long halberd, and a fierce white light abruptly raised Yi Chen's figure upward, stopping only when he was half a head taller than Xue Lingzi. "Lord Tan Lang, you've arrived," Xue Lingzi said. "Wrong, it's I, World-Shaking Pure Yang, who have arrived," Yi Chen corrected. "I really hate it when someone stands taller than me, Xue Lingzi. You don't mind, do you?" Yi Chen showed a fierce grin. "I don't mind. I don't see the point in caring about a dead man. I thought you didn't have the courage to show up," Xue Lingzi replied with a smile. "Motherfucker, bold words! Do you really think you could bypass heaven's road? Pure Yang Holy Seal Heavenly Light!" Yi Chen shouted angrily. In the midst of his furious roar, the gates of Pure Yang descended, and Yi Chen's immense shadow suddenly unfurled. The overbearing monarch brandished his halberd, executing the Devour Heaven and Earth cycle of the Fifth Halberd Move. As the storm surged, a dark vortex suddenly emerged, clashing violently with the boundless Extreme Origin and the overwhelming blood river. With a single strike, the entire audience was astounded!