As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1568 - 416: Swallowing All Dragon Energy, Three Successive Evolutions of the Ten Thousand Demon Emperor, Old Dragon God Arrives from the East But Sees No Dragon Sons or Grandsons...
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Looking upward, a sudden sense of impending doom completely gripped his soul.
Across the battlefield, the three Dragon Sons were far from idle spectators.
Yet, just as they began to manifest a powerful Combined Skill, a blurry figure charged forward and tore the technique to pieces before it could even fully materialize!
It was the Dominator Avatar belonging to Mo City!
A massive staff, wreathed in fiery crimson, swept through the air with violent force, discharging a boundless and searing wave of Qi-Blood!
The Divine Monkey!
The Underworld Divine Monkey had arrived!
Bam——!!!
Like a soaring dragon, the staff thrust forward, impaling the Half-step Dragon God phantom that the three Dragon Sons had conjured.
With a sharp flick of the wrist, a multitude of staff shadows erupted toward the heavens, weaving through the sky until they seemed to blanket the very firmament itself!
A single strike...
To shatter the Southern Heaven!
Bam——!!!
The three figures let out wretched screams as they were sent tumbling through the air. Their Combined Skill was utterly broken, and Dragon Blood sprayed violently, erupting from their bodies without end!
The Dragon God Crown Prince felt his Dragon Scales flare with scalding heat. Hearing those cries of agony, his heart plummeted into an abyss of despair.
Everything was over...
He lifted his gaze.
There, he saw the Bull Demon—the one who had just traded blows with him—standing completely unscathed. The demon raised a fist once more, surrounded by a blinding, shimmering radiance that caused the very fabric of the void to ripple!
A spine resembling a dragon flickered with light as one burst of blazing glory followed another!
That terrifyingly hot Qi-Blood surged and boiled, raging across the expanse of heaven and earth!
Snap crackle——
Ink-colored rain lashed against the Dragon God Crown Prince’s face—cold, stinging, and filled with hopelessness...
Possessing such overwhelming Qi-Blood, how could a body not simply explode and perish?!
Was this being even...
a human?!
...
...
On the banks of the Grand Canal.
The imperial army’s tents were scattered across the snowy landscape like patches of white blossoms.
The tent flap was slowly pulled back, and a pale-faced Xie Yushen emerged, walking with heavy steps.
Grandmaster Huang Mei followed silently at his side, hands pressed together in prayer.
Accompanying Xie Yushen was another figure: the Sect Master of the Bashu Sword Pavilion, the elite Great God Gu Cheng.
Because his mastery of the blade was considered a Divine Method rather than a traditional Martial Path, Gu Cheng held a spot on the Great God List despite being absent from the Heavenly Gate rankings.
It was possible that Gu Qianchi had been motivated by Zhao Beidou’s efforts to help Xie Yushen, which had secured great benefits for his own sect members.
Consequently, he had commanded Gu Cheng, the leader of the Sect, to act as Xie Yushen's personal guardian.
Buzz buzz——
The air suddenly warped as two figures tore through the blizzard and drifted downward.
They were Gu Qianchi and Zhao Beidou. Although Zhao Beidou’s complexion looked healthy, he was actually suffering from extremely grave internal injuries.
The pair stood suspended in the air, the raging storm parting around them as if by command.
Their eyes turned toward the distant horizon of the Grand Canal, where the dark waters met the leaden sky.
In that distance, they spotted a terrifying line of charging white foam!
"He has arrived."
Gu Qianchi narrowed his eyes. His Heaven and Earth Soul shivered, and the Sword Qi within his body began to stir uncontrollably, as if eager to break free.
Zhao Beidou took a long, deep breath: "That Old Dragon... is coming. Rumor has it this Old Dragon has endured for three thousand years, reaching the absolute peak of the Realm of One Disaster and Two Tribulations."
"He has scoured the East Sea Domain, consuming every single life-extending treasure he could find..."
"Sadly, judging by his desperation to lead the Dragon God Clan onto the mainland, it appears he cannot survive the Third Tribulation. If he could, he would have gained another thousand years of life."
Gu Qianchi nodded in agreement: "Surviving for three millennia is a feat in itself. Others might live a thousand years, but... in the end, they either fall during a calamity or vanish within the Strange Que while exploring..."
"For this Old Dragon to reach three thousand years is truly a testament to his strength."
With a soft sigh, Gu Qianchi and Zhao Beidou—both being Divine Tribulation experts—felt the bitter weight of their own limitations.
"Elders, will you accompany me to greet the Old Dragon God?"
Xie Yushen offered a warm, polite smile.
"The arrival of the Old Dragon God will bolster our imperial court's power to topple mountains and crush any Sect... it is an immeasurable gain!"
"The fall of Qian Yuan is imminent!"
Xie Yushen spoke with visible fervor, heaping praise upon the Old Dragon God.
The expressions of Gu Qianchi and Zhao Beidou turned cold. What was he implying? Was the Old Dragon God the only one capable of saving the situation and wiping out the enemy?
Were their own contributions as Divine Tribulation masters worth nothing?
Zhao Beidou gave a cold huff, remembering the heavy wounds he had sustained while battling the Underworld.
Sensing the tension his words had caused, Xie Yushen quickly offered an apology.
Secretly, however, he was quite pleased.
By subtly sowing discord among these three Divine Tribulation powerhouses and highlighting their flaws, he was creating the perfect opening for his Lord to strike!
Gu Qianchi remained silent. With a flick of his sleeve, a crisp metallic ring echoed as he summoned the Flying Sword Cloud Stream. It hovered beneath their feet before whistling forward, slicing through the Grand Canal and parting the waves.
After traveling roughly a hundred zhang across the water.
Gu Qianchi came to a halt. His weathered robes snapped in the wind, and a look of pure shock crossed his thin face.
He saw it.
At the edge of the Grand Canal, a gargantuan wall of water rose a hundred zhang into the air!
The thunderous roar of a Dragon’s Chant rolled over the water. The river surged violently, waves piling upon waves until they reached for the clouds!
A savage and terrifying aura ascended rapidly, sweeping toward the heavens!
High above, dark clouds had massed into a thick blanket. Ominous Tribulation clouds gathered, accompanied by the roar of desolate thunder. The suffocating pressure of an impending calamity descended, forcing all living things into a terrified silence!
Gu Qianchi and Zhao Beidou stared ahead, witnessing a massive dragon rising from the endless Vast Sea, dragging a torrent of seawater with it as it bridged the gap between the earth and the sky!
Rumble——!!!