In This Life, I Wish Only for the Great Dao to Be Like Dust!

Seeing Li Daochen pull ahead with the force of a lone rider leaving the dust behind, Yang Chen's face darkened.

He prided himself on being invincible among his peers, yet now someone at a lower realm had surpassed him. Naturally, he could not accept it.

However.

"This contest is about who can connect with White Dragon Mountain, not who's faster!" Yang Chen reassured himself.

And as he circulated the Dragon Transformation Emperor Scripture, Yang Chen did indeed sense, in some mysterious way, that he could connect with White Dragon Mountain!

But perhaps because the Holy Dragon Bone was not his from birth, it showed no response at all!

Fortunately, he had an Emperor Scripture!

With the Dragon Transformation Emperor Scripture, he could connect with White Dragon Mountain more easily!

Dragon transformation! Dragon transformation!

Yang Chen's Dragon Transformation Emperor Scripture was already linked to the dragon race!

Although the ancient history surrounding it could no longer be verified, it was highly likely that this Emperor Scripture had been created by a dragon Great Emperor!

With such an Emperor Scripture, Yang Chen would be like a fish in water in any trial related to the dragon race!

I'll let you be arrogant for a while. Just watch how I slap your face later! Yang Chen thought with a cold snort, circulating the Dragon Transformation Emperor Scripture with all his might to sense White Dragon Mountain.

Gradually.

Yang Chen felt that, in some mysterious way, he was looking into the eyes of a white dragon.

It was a white dragon radiating boundless fighting will, making Yang Chen feel incomparably small...

Yang Chen nearly shrank back.

But when he thought of his wager with Li Daochen, Yang Chen gritted his teeth.

"How could I possibly lose to that waste!" Yang Chen growled, pressing bravely onward and staring straight at the white dragon.

His intuition told him that if he wanted to connect with White Dragon Mountain, he could not shrink back now!

Below.

Luo Beiyue, Mu Qingqing, and the others had looked somewhat displeased at first. Judging by momentum alone, Li Daochen had indeed surpassed Yang Chen.

But as the two continued their contest, they noticed a difference.

Though Li Daochen was extremely fast, he was not in harmony with White Dragon Mountain at all. He was relying entirely on brute force to push through!

Yang Chen, by contrast, gave the impression that he was gradually becoming one with White Dragon Mountain!

And this contest was about connecting with White Dragon Mountain. What use was Li Daochen's speed, no matter how fast he was?

So Yang Chen was the one with the advantage!

"He really is an impostor!" many disciples declared outright.

Mu Qingqing gave a restrained sneer. Though she said nothing, her gaze brimmed with mockery as she looked at Li Daochen.

Just as expected!

Set a firefly beside the bright moon, and the difference was plain to see.

Luo Beiyue watched, his eyes flickering as he considered how to kill Li Daochen afterward.

It was true that he did not want Yang Chen's identity exposed, but it was also true that he wanted to avenge his adopted son. Either way, he wanted Li Daochen dead.

The people present wore different expressions, but most did not think much of Li Daochen's chances.

Li Tianxing, on the other hand, had kept his face taut ever since Li Daochen revealed the Holy Dragon Bone, without the slightest expression.

He was thinking that, combined with the earlier impersonation, someone must have made a move against his son.

No matter who was real and who was fake, once he dragged the culprit out, he would grind their bones to dust and wipe out eighteen generations of their ancestors!

And at that moment.

Li Daochen, who was charging ahead, turned his head.

His disheveled hair flew about him, and when he saw Yang Chen earnestly sensing White Dragon Mountain, he immediately gave a mocking laugh.

Then Li Daochen looked toward the summit.

With his strength, it was actually very difficult for him to charge up there.

But.

Li Daochen wanted to try using the pressure of White Dragon Mountain to break through the realm barrier at the peak of Blood Refining!

His foundation was too deep. Who knew how long it would take through cultivation alone? In this situation, he needed to rely on outside force!

"Let's begin!"

Li Daochen's whole body tensed, and he seemed to grow a little taller.

Then Li Daochen sped up even more.

With such a terrifying burst of strength, combined with the pressure of White Dragon Mountain, beads of blood seeped from the surface of Li Daochen's skin.

But Li Daochen did not care at all.

Only those who broke their limits could advance as though entering a land where no one stood in their way!

In his previous life, Li Daochen had gone through who knew how many brushes with death to break the shackles on his potential.

To him, this was as commonplace as a home-cooked meal.

"Break!"

Li Daochen roared inwardly, repeatedly ramming against the realm barrier that was like a wall of bronze and iron.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Li Daochen's body thundered like a war drum, and even the cultivators below heard it.

"What is he doing?"

"Breaking through? He's actually breaking through!"

The crowd cried out in shock.

A flicker of surprise even passed through Li Tianxing's eyes.

Wasn't he supposed to be sensing White Dragon Mountain?

And soon.

Li Daochen's body suddenly halted.

"What's going on?" Li Tianxing was puzzled. He had the illusion that Li Daochen had been bound by invisible chains.

Just then, however, Mu Cheng, who had remained calm throughout, suddenly changed expression.

"Heaven and Earth Shackles?" he murmured uncertainly.

"What?" Li Tianxing raised an eyebrow.

"When the foundation of one's realm is too deep, Heaven and Earth manifest shackles to prevent a breakthrough," Mu Cheng explained, his eyes shaken. "I've heard that some unrivaled heavenly geniuses of the Holy Sect are restricted by Heaven and Earth Shackles, but I can't be sure whether he's trapped by them too."

"Impossible. He must simply be unable to advance any farther and is stuck there," Mu Qingqing could not help but retort.

Mu Cheng did not argue, because even he thought it impossible.

After all, how could such a world-shaking genius appear in a mere lower spirit sect?

Li Tianxing's expression, however, shifted slightly.

His intuition told him that it might not be false.

And at that moment, Yang Chen, below Li Daochen, abruptly raised his head.

"Heaven and Earth Shackles? How could he deserve them!" Yang Chen could not believe it.

In the Blood Refining Realm, Yang Chen had also felt something like that in some mysterious way. Unfortunately, his natural physique was not strong, and he was destined to fall short of that level in the Blood Refining Realm.

In the Spirit Foundation Realm, however, Yang Chen believed he would be restricted by Heaven and Earth Shackles.

So he knew perfectly well that Li Daochen was in precisely that state now.

But... Li Daochen had only been crippled two months ago. How could he now possess a foundation capable of drawing down the Heaven and Earth Shackles to imprison him?

Yang Chen racked his brains but could not understand it. Jealousy and intense killing intent nevertheless seeped into his eyes!

Li Daochen... should not have reached a level that even he had not!

And just then.

Li Daochen was indeed trapped by the Heaven and Earth Shackles, which blocked his realm and even brought his charging body to a halt.

But.

So what!

"Break again, damn you!"

Golden flames seemed to burn upon Li Daochen's body as he circulated the Xuanyuan Emperor Scripture at its fastest.

Saint and demon revolved!

Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang!

It was as though a great saint preached the Dao within Li Daochen, while a great demon roared.

At this moment, he was no longer competing with Yang Chen, but with his past self!

Only by surpassing his previous life could he ascend to a higher peak!

Li Daochen's eyes were proud and weathered.

He thought of how he had once struggled in the gutter; how he had once been like a rat scurrying across the street, with everyone shouting for him to be beaten; how he had cried out helplessly in the face of fate's injustice; and, even more, how he had been driven onto the demonic path, forever unable to escape a fate of failure!

Everything from his previous life was not merely hardship he had endured, but also the force driving him forward in this life!

"I refuse to bow beneath others again. All I can do is keep growing stronger and stronger, until no one can stand eye to eye with me!"

Li Daochen seemed to have lost consciousness, knowing only to keep climbing.

His steps grew faster and faster.

Gradually.

The white dragon's pressure could no longer hold back his steps, and the Heaven and Earth Shackles could no longer seal his cultivation!

He simply kept moving forward.

When he stopped and suddenly looked back, White Dragon Mountain was already beneath his feet.

Li Daochen... had successfully advanced to Spirit Foundation!