Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass

The mysterious young man had not spent all his years cultivating in Great Xiangguo Temple. Among those of the same realm, even Jie Kong, the monk who had consumed a Vermilion Fruit, was no match for him.

As for Mount Mao’s Danyangzi, the Suspended Sword Sect’s Chen Tianyuan, or the grasslands prodigy Murong Longcheng of the imperial court, in his eyes, they were all nothing but weaklings.

Yet today... he had been defeated. Both the Taotie phantom and his Arhat Dharma form had been suppressed by this young Daoist!

He rose to his feet, fury blazing in his eyes, killing intent seething. Golden Buddhist light and black demonic qi intermingled across his body, producing a sight that was at once majestic and sinister.

The Taotie phantom’s cry was like that of a newborn baby, piercing and eerie, its sound carried a force that could tear at one’s very soul. In his desperation, he burned his heart’s blood essence, determined to unleash his innate divine ability to consume Li Yanchu’s very spirit!

The Taotie phantom’s body suddenly swelled, its goat-like form expanding to several dozen zhang in height.

Its monstrous maw opened wide, and a strange pulling force surged forth, threatening to swallow Li Yanchu whole in the blink of an eye.

“Trying to devour me?” Li Yanchu let out a cold laugh.

With a single thought, he activated his divine ability, Heaven-Earth Titan Form. Then, a hundred-zhang-tall golden-armored divine general slowly rose behind him, radiating a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

With his current primordial spirit cultivation, and the power of the Spirit Officer Summoning Talisman borrowing the might of the Spirit Officer Wang, he could now truly unleash the full force of this divine art.

The pure yang divine power covering his body was dense and oppressive, golden light radiating across heaven and earth.

Gasp! The onlookers once again drew in a sharp breath. A golden-armored general a hundred zhang tall!?