As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1591 - 421: The Martial Immortal Golden Body Bears 8 Qi Men Explosive Seeds, Survives to Face the First Divine Tribulation Soul Capturing with Loyalty [Monthly Ticket Requested]...
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Become a part of the Underworld?
Gain eternal life and escape the cycle of death?
Xie Yushen spoke with a fervor that bordered on fanaticism, his voice trembling with an irrepressible excitement that felt like pure religious worship.
A primal fear gripped Zhao Beidou as a bone-chilling sensation pierced through his chest, freezing him to his very core!
“State Preceptor!”
“Just what are you...”
“Talking about?!”
Spinning around, Zhao Beidou stared at the Luck Golden Lotus that had begun to bloom in his immediate vicinity!
That represents the Power of Destiny...
Had Xie Yushen actually dared to launch an attack against him?
What in the world was happening?!
Even a man as experienced as Zhao Beidou, a powerful Divine Tribulation Cultivator, felt his mind spiraling into chaos at this moment.
The thought that State Preceptor Xie Yushen would betray him, using the Luck Golden Lotus as an opening move, had never crossed his mind!
The man was a lunatic!
Furthermore, wasn't Xie Yushen supposed to be crippled by severe injuries? He should have been suffering from the massive backlash caused by manifesting the Luck Golden Lotus earlier...
How could he possibly attempt to wield the Luck Golden Lotus in such a broken state?
Was he not seeking his own demise?!
Yet, the words falling from the State Preceptor’s lips were far more jarring to Zhao Beidou than the physical threat. Could a high-ranking official of the empire truly utter such things?
Was it even permissible for him to speak like that?
Joining the Underworld?!
Zhao Beidou felt his scalp go numb, his frame shuddering as the weight of a terrifying realization dawned on him.
Could it be that State Preceptor Xie Yushen...
Was actually an operative for the Underworld?!
Hold on!
Why was Xie Yushen willing to drop his mask and expose his true colors so brazenly right now?
Something was terribly wrong!
Suddenly, Zhao Beidou felt a suffocating coldness wrap around him. It was the unmistakable shadow of death, even more palpable than when he had faced the final, desperate strike of the Underworld Yama!
Aura of Dao Yun exploded from Zhao Beidou’s form.
Attempting to crush the Luck Golden Lotus’s influence, he surged to his feet, his Daoist robe—decorated with the Dragon and Tiger—flapping violently in the wind of his own power.
He intended to use this massive eruption of Qi to signal his allies and call for reinforcements!
Grandmaster Gu Qianchi of the Bashu Sword Pavilion was nearby, as was the Old Dragon God of the Dragon God Clan, despite their history of friction.
As fellow Divine Tribulation Cultivators, they would surely rush to investigate the moment they sensed this disturbance.
With so many elite powerhouses stationed in the court’s camp, how could Xie Yushen possibly hope to succeed?
However...
Zhao Beidou’s hope quickly evaporated, replaced by a sinking dread.
Despite his massive release of aura, neither Gu Qianchi nor the Old Dragon God showed any sign of noticing. There was no movement from their quarters.
Even Grandmaster Huang Mei of the Little Lingyin Temple, who was stationed right at the camp’s entrance, remained completely still, as if the commotion simply did not exist.
This was bad!
Zhao Beidou realized the gravity of the situation instantly.
Looking up with eyes full of dread, he saw a colossal gateway that had manifested behind him without a sound.
It was a void of deepest ink, dark and bottomless!
Two heavy, ancient characters were etched into the plaque above the gate.
Fengdu!
The Underworld’s Fengdu!
That cursed city...
It had returned!
With his eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, Zhao Beidou didn't hesitate. The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire surged from his body like a monstrous Jiaoshe, lunging fiercely toward the State Preceptor.
BOOM—
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire smashed into Xie Yushen’s Luck Golden Lotus with a thunderous roar. However, the lotus was a construct of the Power of Destiny and held firm.
The impact only produced a resonance like the tolling of a great bell.
Meanwhile, the Luck Golden Lotus beneath Zhao Beidou’s feet refused to dissipate; instead, its power only grew more suffocating.
Xie Yushen let out a soft, mocking laugh. With a flick of his wrist, the Luck Golden Lotus shifted its trajectory, intending to hurl Zhao Beidou straight into the waiting portal.
Zhao Beidou let out a defiant snort, but before the sound could even fade...
He saw a figure materialize beside Xie Yushen out of thin air, wearing a haunting black and white mask...
Yama!!!
It was true—Xie Yushen was in league with the Underworld!
Curse it all!
Zhao Beidou threw his arms wide, causing the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire to detonate in every direction. He aimed to shred the tent and launch himself into the sky, hoping a grand display of power would finally alert Gu Qianchi and the Old Dragon God.
The Underworld Yama had returned, and that suffocating, murderous intent...
It crashed over him like a tidal wave!
The Yama was here to execute him!
He had walked right into a trap!
Zhao Beidou’s expression twisted in fury as he glared at the flushed face of Xie Yushen, who was now bathed in the radiant Power of Destiny.
Where was the injury? The man looked to be in peak condition!
“Xie Yushen!!!”
Zhao Beidou roared in rage!
In that instant, he remembered everything the State Preceptor had said to convince him to stay—the claims that the army could not function without him...
It was all a facade, a web of lies designed to keep him here until his death could be orchestrated!
Zhao Beidou finally understood that while the Underworld Yama had also been wounded, his recovery had far outpaced his own!
The mysterious Underworld clearly possessed secret methods to heal at an impossible rate!
It was too sinister!
Too terrifying!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The moment the Underworld Yama appeared, the tent was filled with a crushing, tyrannical pressure. Boiling Qi-Blood surged through the air like a True Dragon rising from the depths of the ocean!
Buzz—
With a single stride, the Yama caused everything within the tent to be pinned to the earth. The weight was unbearable, like a mountain falling from the heavens.
Zhao Beidou tried to shield himself with the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire!
But the Underworld Yama simply raised a foot and tapped the air in front of Zhao Beidou’s crossed arms.
Space itself seemed to cave inward before snapping back with a violent force.
Helpless to stop it, Zhao Beidou was sent flying backward, hurtling toward the obsidian gateway.
As he neared the threshold, savage black chains whipped out from the darkness, wrapping around him to drag him deep into the heart of the city.