As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1592 - 421: Martial Immortal Golden Body Bears Eight Qi Men Burst Seeds, Live to Witness the First Divine Tribulation Soul Capturing [Monthly Ticket Requested]...
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Zhao Beidou’s rage was beyond restraint. Lunging forward, he gripped the stone of the city gate with a desperate force, his five fingers acting like a Divine Spear as they buried themselves deep into the masonry.
However, his entire frame was ensnared by a multitude of black chains.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The metal links shrieked against one another, every impact producing a resonant chime that shook the very foundation of his soul.
Inch by inch, Zhao Beidou was hauled into the city, his desperate grip leaving five jagged, sinister gouges across the surface of the wall.
As he was dragged backward, Zhao Beidou’s eyes burned with a manic fury, overflowing with the resentment of a man who had been plotted against, sold out, and cornered!
He was unable to grasp the truth...
How could Xie Yushen, the National Master of Dajing, have concealed his true self so profoundly?!
In this instant...
Zhao Beidou felt a wave of disorientation and skepticism wash over him.
In this vast world...
Who was actually left to trust?!
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...
The Heaven and Earth Chessboard hung translucently above the military tent, sealing off all external perception and prying eyes.
Outside, the falling snow drifted through the air, passing through the mirage-like barrier as if it were nothing before settling upon the mundane world below.
Not a single soul noticed that Zhao Beidou was no longer inside the tent.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A ferocious gale howled, carrying with it a black deluge that transformed into a relentless storm of arrow-like droplets.
Simultaneously, a suffocating and terrifying pressure descended.
It felt as though time itself had frozen across the entirety of Mo City!
Boom—!!!
Zhao Beidou’s form was violently hurled inward, crashing down like a fired cannonball.
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire erupted, its flames twisting and intertwining!
Within Mo City, countless currents of water surged upward, and the falling black rain hung suspended in mid-air, turning into a swirling mist of dark vapor!
The blistering heat of the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire sent waves of thermal energy radiating between heaven and earth.
He was livid, incensed, and utterly manic!
Betrayed and ensnared, Zhao Beidou was consumed by a wild, uncontrollable wrath!
Yet, despite his power, he could not break the gravitational pull of the Underworld Fengdu, and he was forcibly sucked into its depths.
His heart felt as though it had plunged into a bottomless abyss.
Surveying his surroundings, he recognized the familiar landscape of the Underworld Fengdu.
It was that Grotto Heaven belonging to the underworld!
The very same Small Cave Heaven that he had once bombarded and utterly pulverized...
It should have been shattered and destroyed, yet as he looked now, there wasn't a single blemish to be found. Everything remained whole, and the Small Cave Heaven appeared to be in a state of unprecedented perfection.
“This... how is this possible?!”
Zhao Beidou’s pupils contracted.
As a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, he was well aware of the time required for such a realm's Small Cave Heaven to reform after being destroyed.
It would take at least five years just to regain its shape, and another five years of refinement to restore its internal contents to their peak state.
In total, a minimum of a decade was needed for a full recovery!
But what was he witnessing?
How much time had actually passed...
The ruined Small Cave Heaven of the underworld had been restored flawlessly, and its collective power seemed even more formidable than it had been before!
Murderous intent...
A thick, suffocating killing intent saturated the air.
Zhao Beidou realized that now that he had been pulled back into this Small Cave Heaven, the underworld would likely show him no mercy.
Boom—!!!
With a burst of resolve, the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire in his palm condensed into a blazing longsword.
The blade hummed and swung with a violent force, seeking to slice through the fabric of the void!
As he struck, a massive explosion of power occurred; Dao Yun, Divinity, and the energy of the Tribulation Fire were all unleashed at once.
Despite this, he only managed to create a tiny fissure in the space!
The rift mended itself almost instantly...
Zhao Beidou’s entire frame shuddered!
This Small Cave Heaven...
How could it be?!
Beyond its mere restoration, how had its structural stability increased so drastically compared to their last encounter?!
Boom—!!!
Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed through the heavens and the earth!
It was as if a blazing sun had risen directly from the ground!
It was brilliantly luminous and magnificently radiant!
A massive Baking Furnace expanded, constructed from an immense collection of Qi-Blood. Its surface was etched with mystical patterns: a Divine Dragon coiled and roared, while a Giant Elephant stood tall and trumpeted!
The Dragon and Elephant were locked in a coiled embrace!
The heat was searing, boiling, and oppressive!
The raw, burning essence of the Qi-Blood surged through the environment!
It completely overwhelmed the temperature of the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire!
The Underworld Yama!
Standing within that colossal Baking Furnace, he was like a Great Sun ascending into the sky.
The Underworld Yama, divided in black and white, stood like a titan. His eyes trailed thick Golden Smoke, flickering with arcs of golden lightning, resembling a primordial God-Demon emerging from the infinite Netherworld!
His terrifying aura continued to climb!
With every surge in power, a golden radiance, like the first light of dawn, burst forth from the furnace!
What was that?
Zhao Beidou’s eyes narrowed to slits. His Dragon and Tiger Divine Robe whipped violently in the wind, clinging to his skin as his heart hammered against his ribs.
Is that... the Qimen Divine Seed?!
Even if it were, how could it possibly generate such a monstrous amount of Qi-Blood?
Is this a level of Qi-Blood that a human can truly possess?!
Rumble rumble rumble—
Dazzling golden light flooded the world, like a Golden Crow spreading its wings across the firmament. One by one, the shackles of human limitation were shattered, bursting into golden sparks!
His spirit ascended, reaching toward the very heavens!
It was too frightening!
A Martial God!
This was undoubtedly the power of a Martial God!
Zhao Beidou’s pupils shrank. Behind him, his Disaster Wheel was forced into manifestation, with the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire coiling around it like a pale flame serpent.
Yet, he felt no sense of safety.
A crack had appeared on the surface of his Disaster Wheel, and his Dao Yun was steadily bleeding out through the fracture...