As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1638 - 430: Three Thousand Years of Rising and Falling, Sending Off the Dragon Emperor; No More Soul Capturing—Ink Splashes, Ten Fiendish Dragon Gods Return [Monthly Ticket Please]_5...

Glancing backward, his gaze swept across.

Far in the distance.

The Underworld Yama hovered in the sky, his robes shredded, exposing golden skin and tissue, while the dark poison pill at his back kept ejecting dense mist.

It's no surprise that the Imperial Court's initial assault on the Qian Yuan Divine Sect ended in failure.

This Underworld...

truly stands out, incredibly formidable.

The Old Dragon God let out a heavy sigh, a resolve forming in his mind; subduing the Qian Yuan Divine Sect... appears challenging now.

With the Dragon God Crown Prince and Dragon Son turning traitor, he decided to shelve the plan to capture Qianyuan Taoist City for the time being.

His intention was to head toward Qi Tian City, grasping that final opportunity!

Should he secure it...

a triumphant return awaited!

He'd found a fresh ancestral ground for the Dragon God Lineage!

All inhabitants of Qianyuan Taoist City...

had to perish!

Poof—!!!

Abruptly, the Old Dragon God's hairs rose in alarm!

For his Dragon Claw burst open without warning, and there was Zhao Beidou, hanging onto life, somehow gripping a lengthy sword ablaze with White Netherworld Tribulation Fire...

savagely thrusting into his chest, the spot already wounded by the Dragon God Crown Prince's strike...

The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire blazed straight into his core, detonating with a thunderous blast!

"You——!!!"

"Poof—!!!"

This abrupt twist happened swiftly, incredibly swift!

The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, that calamitous force, had quietly penetrated his heart, then burst forth right away!

Despite the Old Dragon God's cultivation surpassing Zhao Beidou's by one tribulation, he couldn't endure such a blast!

The Old Dragon God's heart, previously impaled by the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword and thus weakened in protection, got utterly burned to nothingness...

The Old Dragon God's eyes bulged, staring in disbelief at Yun Shen and Zhao Beidou within his grasp!

Yun Shen's form glowed with the radiant Power of Destiny, a golden Luck Golden Lotus wrapped around the Old Dragon God, that singular crushing pressure from fate...

At the same time, Zhao Beidou pulled back the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire sword, aiming to cleave at his throat!

Treachery...

Yet more treachery!

This realm...

Lacks any true loyalty?!

How?!

How could the State Preceptor and Zhao Beidou... conspire to slay him?!

The Old Dragon God sank into utter quiet, sensing the world's deep-seated hostility, which felt even more intense than the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations from Heaven and Earth Will.

Boom—!!!

At the Underworld Yama's rear, the poison pill whirled once more, unleashing the seventh black aura poisonous dragon that coiled outward, bellowing across the lands.

The Old Dragon God snapped alert, a horrifying presence bursting forth, even as much of his frame lay broken and White Netherworld Tribulation Fire raged inside.

Right then, he appeared to regain his vigor, reverting to top form!

His Dragon Claw lashed out viciously, shattering Yun Shen's Luck Golden Lotus without resistance, reducing the figure to dust beneath the claw...

Yet Zhao Beidou remained a Divine Tribulation Cultivator at the One Disaster One Tribulation Realm after all.

At peak power, he could endure a strike from the Old Dragon God.

Zhao Beidou, who had dropped to the earth, launched skyward once again, undaunted by death, his disaster wheel fully mended behind him though cracked throughout, battling with utmost fury!

Boom—!!!

The poison pill rotated anew, achieving eight cycles, as eight black aura poisonous dragons streaked through the skies!

The Underworld Yama hung impassively in the air.

He lifted his hand, fingers curving like talons, transforming instantly into five Divine Spears.

In another spot.

The Old Dragon God hacked up blood repeatedly, Dragon Blood spraying everywhere, yet his battle fervor burned wildly, a fierce will to survive driving him to clash desperately with the dauntless Zhao Beidou.

Bang—!!!

Zhao Beidou detonated with a furious cry!

The Old Dragon God smirked, slamming into the ground, blood forming a deep crater.

But his mocking didn't endure beyond a few heartbeats.

Off in the distance, the scattered remains of Zhao Beidou and Yun Shen started to reform gradually amid the swirling dark aura.

Positioned remotely, they stared at him with spectral gazes.

Their eyes...

Like malevolent spirits and restless souls freed when Hell's Gate swung wide!

Far away, the Dragon God Crown Prince, Dragon Sons, and Grandsons fixed him with eerie, phantom-like stares too.

In that instant, the Old Dragon God's hairs bristled once more...

Realization dawned on him.

He grasped the reason for their betrayal.

Since...

They had all perished!

Boom——!!!

The Old Dragon God jerked his head up abruptly and witnessed the Rising Dragon Pill behind the Underworld Yama finishing its ninth spin.

In a flash——

The ninth black Poison Dragon burst forth savagely!

The Old Dragon God sensed his blood turning to ice.

And under the Underworld Yama's black-and-white mask, his gaze flared with violet light.

Violet flames danced from his fingertips!

A dreadfully ominous aura of disaster and tribulation swelled like crumbling peaks and raging oceans!

Simultaneously.

Xie Yushen, Zhao Beidou, the Dragon God Crown Prince, and the others erupted in frenzied joy.

"Welcome, Ghost Emperor!"

Ghost Emperor?!

He watched as the Underworld Yama pressed the fearsome Tribulation Fire against his skull, and right away...

Violet fire shot upward, dyeing the whole world in purple hues.

The Golden Skull blazed intensely under the violet blaze.

His gaze radiated an overwhelmingly terrifying intimidation.

The Old Dragon God vomited a gush of fresh blood, detecting the immensely fearsome disaster and tribulation power radiating from the foe...

The Ancestor Dragon Tribulation inside the Dragon Emperor Pearl quivered...

Evidently, the enemy's disaster and tribulation power outranked his own Ancestor Dragon Tribulation.

The Old Dragon God's golden locks lost their luster, shifting to ashen white...

From his form, nine Poison Dragons erupted, resembling nine Divine Spears, ripping through his flesh and blood in moments.

Initially, the Old Dragon God raged in shock, then he sighed, ultimately resigned...

Each step plotted...

Every action a trap.

Ultimately...

The Underworld had summoned God Realm masters.

While he...

Teetered on collapse.

"My Dragon God Clan... is doomed!"

The Old Dragon God raised his head, tears flowing freely.

"I, Ao Jia, endured the storms for three millennia... Yet in the end, I couldn't preserve the lineage."

The Old Dragon God shook his head with a wry grin, and the instant after, he bellowed toward the heavens. His body, restrained by the Nine Revolutions Rising Dragon Pill, shattered segment by segment!

The Dragon Emperor Pearl at his back detonated, erasing the Ancestor Dragon Tribulation forever.

And the Old Dragon God shifted into his True Dragon Body, coiling and ascending to the skies!

Climbing to heights of hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of feet!

He thundered, infused with the Poison Pill's might from the Rising Dragon Pill, lunging at the Underworld Ghost Emperor.

But...

The Underworld Ghost Emperor curled his five fingers, spawning eight horrifying purple vortices that whirled into existence.

A colossal Purple Fire Dragon Elephant loomed massively!

Its enormous elephant feet crushed down with terror!

Poom——!!!

The Old Dragon God's entire raging, maximally empowered form disintegrated piece by piece in the air!

Boom——!!!

A cataclysmic blast, fragments of dragon flesh scattered endlessly, immense energies whipped up a dreadful vortex, and a Poison Dragon Bone leaking ominous black mist slammed into Mo City Fengdu's soil.

The heavens and earth descended into eerie stillness, all of Mo City Fengdu wrapped in silence, save for the persistent patter of blood rain falling without end.

Xie Yushen and Zhao Beidou observed this scene with intricate expressions.

Meanwhile, the Dragon God Crown Prince and three Dragon Sons abruptly dropped to their knees...

Silent tears marked the path for the Old Dragon God, who battled for his kin until the very end.

This Dragon God Lineage...

The genuine Dragon Emperor!

"Farewell, my emperor!"

...

Li Che was shrouded in the purple Tao Tribulation Fire, evolving into the Ghost Emperor whose skeletal eyes scanned with grim melancholy.

He gazed coldly at the Old Dragon God's fallen remains.

This time around, he opted against employing Soul Capturing.

For the Old Dragon God, separate intentions brewed.

Rather...

He gradually extended his arms.

Behind him, a enormous scroll rolled out with a booming rumble!

Dao Guide——

Ten Vicious Brushwork.

The first vicious, repositioned!