As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1589 - 420: Who Is Above the King Yan in the Underworld? Grandmaster Zhao Will Be Cured if He Joins My Underworld
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“Go ahead and begin the refinement process.”
Li Che moved swiftly, escorting Gu Changqing into the depths of Mo City.
The Soul Capturing Alchemy Saint Hand proved to be an invaluable asset. It functioned essentially as a cheat code, allowing for alchemy without the risk of heavenly retribution—a feature Li Che found highly favorable.
After all, should the Soul Capturing process trigger a tribulation, Li Che would inevitably be drawn into its path. There would be no escape.
Fortunately, a great deal of trouble had now been bypassed.
“To reach the Martial Saint Four-Opening Realm, one must pass through the Heavenly Gate...”
“Only by successfully traversing that gate and receiving the divine infusion from beyond can one truly be recognized as a top-tier peak expert.”
Li Che’s eyes shimmered with a brilliant light.
He lifted his hand, inspecting his own flesh. It possessed the luster of glazed glass, while beneath the surface, his golden blood surged with the heavy consistency of mercury.
“The Pure Martial Path... the Martial Immortal Golden Body has been forged.”
“When the Heavenly Gate I face finally opens, will the essence that pours forth be divinity?”
Li Che paused, lost in deep reflection.
However, he felt no sense of urgency at this moment.
As his cultivation advanced, his physical form had already begun to benefit from the feedback and enhancements provided by his breakthrough.
“It is a pity that this advancement failed to summon the Tribulation Thunder. I had hoped it would draw the lightning down, allowing me to evolve the Lei-Ci Dao Body Dao Fruit to LV6 Rank.”
Li Che let out a soft sigh of disappointment.
During his previous breakthrough to the Martial Saint Triple Opening, the Tribulation Thunder had been provoked because it was his initial encounter with the extreme domain.
First experiences always carry the greatest weight.
Now, even though he was scaling the heights of the Martial Arts Summit and touching the boundaries of the extreme realm once more...
It simply lacked the novelty of the first time.
With a mere thought, his mind stirred.
A shimmering light, resembling bubbling water, flowed across his vision.
[Dao Fruit: Dragon Elephant Vajra (LV6, 98%)]
Li Che’s expression softened as he shook his head slightly.
The maturity gained for the Dao Fruit from reaching the Martial Saint Four-Opening was lower than he had anticipated.
This was largely due to the fact that his breakthrough had been facilitated by the consumption of pills.
Furthermore, because the Mountain Climbing Path of the Martial Saint Triple Opening centers on Martial Path enlightenment, he had already gained significant insights while forming the Martial Immortal Golden Body. Those insights had already boosted the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit’s maturity back then.
“Consequently, this final breakthrough didn't provide as much of an upgrade as I had envisioned.”
Li Che remained composed, showing neither arrogance nor frustration.
The issue was not particularly grave.
Reaching the Martial Saint Four-Opening Realm was a sufficient milestone for him.
Within his chest, the [Fairy in the Painting] Dao Fruit pulsed with intensity, signaling that Mo City Fengdu had been fully restored.
It appeared that the moment to strike against Zhao Beidou, the Divine Tribulation Cultivator, had arrived.
He felt confident now in his ability to seize a Divine Tribulation expert.
Zhao Beidou had been allowed to live for quite some time.
The man had already served his purpose and provided enough profit.
By slaying Zhao Beidou and claiming the Dao Fruit feedback earned from defeating a higher-ranked foe, Li Che would undoubtedly gain a massive surge in maturity.
Advancing the Dragon Elephant Vajra to LV7 would not be a struggle; it would be a natural evolution.
Eliminating Zhao Beidou...
It was the vital final step.
“Exhale—”
“Inhale—”
Seated in his chair, Li Che regulated his breathing. His blood and Qi roared within him like a thunderstorm.
Ending Zhao Beidou was paramount.
Capturing the soul of a Divine Tribulation Realm expert after the kill would be the decisive factor in his eventual confrontation with the Old Dragon God.
Li Che could not afford even a moment of carelessness when dealing with a Dragon God of the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm.
He needed to position his chess pieces in advance.
The Dragon God Crown Prince and the various other sons and grandsons were simply not enough.
Li Che required more power.
The surrounding world fell into a sudden hush. Li Che’s breath released like a clap of thunder as he stood up, his consciousness sweeping over the Heaven and Earth chessboard.
A segment of his focus shifted to Xi Xi’s current predicament.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
“Oh? This little girl... while being hunted by a Martial Saint, she is actually plotting a counter-kill?”
“She truly is a fierce one...”
Li Che sighed heavily.
The girl’s methods were anything but stable; she lacked even a trace of her father’s signature caution.
Unless a plan had a ninety percent chance of success, he considered it a reckless gamble.
Her situation remained a very dangerous affair.
While keeping a sliver of his mind on Xi Xi, Li Che extended his hand, his fingers tearing through the air. In an instant, he retrieved the black and white Underworld Yama Mask.
Staring at the mask in his palm, Li Che’s eyes burned with light.
“The time is approaching to find an opening—to craft a new mask and introduce a new member to the Underworld to preserve its aura of mystery...”
Li Che gave a soft, knowing chuckle.
Within the hierarchy of the Underworld... who stood above Yama?
His low laughter resonated through the study like rolling thunder.
Suddenly, that laughter shifted into a terrifying, suffocating murderous intent that erupted outward!
His black robes billowed as the black and white Yama Mask emitted a golden mist from its eye sockets.
With a flick of his wrist, his hand—strong as a Divine Spear—clenched shut.
In the blink of an eye...
Yama vanished from the study entirely.
All that remained was a Fairy in the Painting Immortal Avatar, silently sipping tea.
...
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Rumble—
Along the banks of the Grand Canal.
The waters churned with restless fury. The Old Dragon God sat motionless in the center of the river, exerting a crushing pressure of heaven and earth upon the surroundings.
Nearby on the shore.
The imperial army continued to establish their camp.
Heavy, leaden clouds gathered overhead, casting a dim light that seemed to drain the color from the world.
Inside a sprawling, ornate tent.
Zhao Beidou, clad in Daoist robes decorated with Dragon and Tiger motifs, sat cross-legged upon a specialized mat. This mat was designed for healing, allowing for a recovery speed far beyond standard cultivation.
His primary concern was the crack in his Disaster Wheel—a catastrophic injury for any Divine Tribulation Cultivator.
This was a wound that struck at the very core of his origin!
If not treated with extreme care, the damage could become permanent, potentially leading to the complete collapse of the Disaster Wheel.
Furthermore, he no longer dared to confront disasters directly. His damaged Disaster Wheel could no longer withstand the strain; any disaster would shatter it, turning his cultivation to dust and leaving his soul to be extinguished by the heavens.