As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1640: 431: The Dragon God of the Ten Fiends Paints Over the Sea of 9 Infants, Ghost Emperor Debuts Amidst Universal Awe, Heaven and Earth Reject [Monthly Ticket Requested]_2...
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All gazes locked onto the portal, eager to witness the ultimate result.
Boom——!!!
All of a sudden.
Grandmaster Lv Qiankun, positioned in front of the Qiankun plaque, narrowed his eyes briefly.
He lifted his gaze sharply.
Fang Hanshu, who had returned and hovered next to Lv Qiankun, was startled too, tilting his head upward.
The mighty Martial Saints and Divine Fetus Practitioners sensed an ominous feeling as well.
Aboard the battleship, Ning Caisen, Gu Cheng, Gu Qianchi, and the rest also glanced skyward at the Heavenly Dome, now shrouded in dark clouds!
Yet…
Their eyes widened in shock.
They spotted, high above the dome, a burst of boundless crimson glow.
The whole realm appeared to quake right then.
The dark clouds looked ripped open, as a blood-red Divine Dragon silhouette twisted in the emptiness, thrashing wildly, before parting its massive jaws in a furious bellow—a Dragon’s Chant brimming with defiance!
The Dragon’s Chant echoed across the heavens and earth, sending every creature in the hills and waters into sheer panic at that instant.
Even the cultivators and troops from Qianyuan Dao City and the imperial forces experienced a chill of dread, like a horrifying beast from their inner depths awakening with a howl that made their spirits tremble.
The blood-red dragon silhouette twisted upward into the lofty skies, then, with a thunderous cry, surged toward the edge of the dark clouds, seemingly intent on shredding the divide between sky and ground, charging into the Nine Skies to behold the chaos of catastrophe and ordeal!
Still.
In the end, failure gripped it; the blood-red dragon silhouette ascended three thousand feet before bursting apart, instantly dyeing the entire heavens in a vivid red hue.
Swish swish——
The descending snowflakes turned red, laced with a heavy metallic tang of blood.
Within the blood-tinged snow, scarlet droplets mingled.
Crimson downpour cascaded, a bizarre sign from the cosmos!
A divine ordeal, descending now!
Rumble——!!!
Ominous blood-red lightning flashed abruptly overhead, resembling a lengthy blood-red sword slashing the firmament and exposing raw, red innards!
Celestial oddities!
It felt like the whole Lingnan Circuit shuddered, stretching over hundreds and thousands of miles, with the Grand Canal's waters churning wildly and blood rain scattering, as though a disaster rebounded to the skies, filling all with profound dread!
Beyond Lingnan Circuit, where the Grand Canal met Guangling Dao's borders.
Waters surged heavenward!
The river's currents burst forth repeatedly, and forms surfaced one by one from the Grand Canal, landing on the rippling waves, their frames shaking without control.
“Ah ah ah——”
“Dragon Emperor! Our clan's Dragon Emperor… has perished!”
These forms, bearing horns upon their heads, were all from the Dragon God Lineage's cultivators.
At this instant, beholding the blood rain phenomenon over the heavenly vault and the ordeal's might returning skyward, tears flowed freely down their cheeks, and they dropped to their knees on the water.
Howling in grief and sorrow.
The Dragon Emperor lay dead.
The Dragon God Lineage faced total ruin!
…
…
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——
Fierce gales howled with fury, akin to tumultuous waves from the Netherworld’s Yellow Springs, bearing a bone-chilling frost that pierced the spirit.
Moments froze into stillness entirely at that point.
Mo City, Fengdu.
Throughout Mo City, relentless rain hammered down without cease, floods raced over the cracked earth, and the black raindrops seemed to quench the fumes from the Poison Pill.
Scorching warmth radiated, violet fires blazed and warped, turning the plummeting black rain into vapor that inverted from the heavens and ascended as mist.
Li Che, bearing the Primordial Dragon-Elephant Flame over his head, manifested a golden cranium, like spectral flames dancing without end.
On the terrain below, colossal dragon skeletons crashed down with immense force, each seeming to weigh millions of pounds, cratering the ground on collision.
Li Che’s gaze held profound depth.
Behind him, the Dao Guide of the Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting gradually revealed the Ten Fierce Brushwork.
Li Che felt a spark of intrigue, pondering what sort of savage creature this Dao Guide might summon upon devouring a Divine Tribulation Realm Old Dragon God.
This Dao Guide remained unused by Li Che until now; earlier, the Dragon God Crown Prince might have sufficed, yet Li Che deemed it wasteful to expend a Ten Fierce slot on a figure below Divine Tribulation.
At present, the Old Dragon God at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm just qualified.
“Ten Fierce Brushwork!”
“Return to position!”
Li Che spread his arms wide, immediately setting the dragon skeletons into fierce tremors, after which the gigantic bones appeared to melt into ink, fading piece by piece until they became dark fluid.
“Roar——!!!”
A dreadful Dragon’s Chant pierced the skies, as though an ink whirlpool spun in the firmament, like soul-binding chains crumbling fragment by fragment!
The ink-shaped Old Dragon God’s presence rose without pause, while the Dao Guide scroll at Li Che’s back fluttered wildly.
Next, the ink dragon god lashed its tail, curling sideways into the Brushwork.
Myriad blots of jet-black ink burst forth!
It resembled innumerable thunderclaps detonating beyond the clouds at once.
Currents blasted, ink sprayed, and sound blasts rampaged!
It was like an unmatched Immortal within the Painting gripped a wolf-hair brush, laden with dense ink, flinging it with force.
With Li Che’s form as the core, the ink blast wave swiftly spread outward, slamming across the skies and lands of Mo City in every direction.
Shattering the ink-laden rain filling the air!
Among the ink flecks, a potent demonic aura rippled persistently, endlessly corroding and swelling!
Swish swish swish——
Suddenly, an ink dragon silhouette bolted from the scroll at speed, as if fleeing in terror.