As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1644 - 432: How Many Experts Does Our Underworld Have? If We Can’t Take Qian Yuan, We’ll Attack the Heavenly Pill Divine Sect
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"Heaven and Earth Will..."
Lifting his gaze, Li Che eyed the churning Heaven and Earth Will before letting a subtle grin cross his features.
He descended gently upon the ground, cracking the emptiness apart as he plunged through the gateway, vanishing entirely into the shadows.
Boom——!!!
With a thunderous bang, the entrance to the Underworld Fengdu sealed itself shut.
Right away, the crushing force of the tribulation that had weighed down the whole realm faded away.
It appeared that the might of Dao Tribulation clashed against the forces of this world's Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.
Although Li Che at present hadn't advanced to the Divine Tribulation Realm and had simply grasped the essence of Dao Tribulation, to be precise, he stood only as a shrewd half-step into Divine Tribulation.
Still, the Heaven and Earth Will had already singled him out, treating him as if he were a full-fledged Divine Tribulation being rejected outright.
Once Li Che slipped back through the gateway, Mo City Fengdu morphed into a dark stain, fading away amid the skies and lands.
That fearsome pressure in the air also scattered like mist.
Silence gripped the world completely.
What had been a heated clash between the factions now shifted into an odd tension; the hostility had ebbed long before, leaving everyone in a state of confusion.
Does the battle really need to go on?
A veteran Dragon God of the One Calamity Two Tribulations Realm had fallen in combat, stirring sorrow across the heavens and earth.
While the natural order resisted Divine Tribulation Cultivators acting in the mortal realm and unleashing tribulation forces, it would still unleash strange phenomena upon the demise of a Divine Tribulation expert.
Upon the battleship.
Xie Yushen's expression grew utterly grim and ashen beyond measure.
Whizz whizz whizz——
Numerous Martial Saints and Divine Fetus Cultivators of the Imperial Court floated back with elegant poise.
Worry etched across Grandmaster Huang Mei's features: "Amitabha Buddha, State Preceptor, take a moment to recover."
He assisted Xie Yushen aboard the vessel.
Quietness enveloped the scene at once, carrying a sense of defeat and gloom.
Time after time...
Without doubt, this campaign against the Qian Yuan Divine Sect had ended in failure once more.
Brimming with majesty, the State Preceptor had marched the troops from the Divine Capital, aiming to topple peaks and shatter sects while amassing the fortune of the realm...
Countless generals from the Divine Capital trailed the State Preceptor, battling on his behalf.
Yet the beginning proved disastrous, suffering two crushing losses right at the initial Divine Sect, in total disarray.
During the first assault, various elite summits and mighty deities perished, including even the incarnation of the King of Quelling Chaos, Ji Mo Li, which got obliterated.
The follow-up clash turned even more ridiculous... a mighty elder Dragon God at the One Calamity Two Tribulations stage met his end in the fray.
Not even Gu Qianchi could avoid doubting everything at this point.
Shaking his head with a heavy breath, he gazed upon Xie Yushen—whose complexion resembled bleached parchment, teetering on breakdown from wielding the Luck Golden Lotus and with scant days remaining—and let out another sigh.
Such misfortune!
Truly, misfortune alone captured Xie Yushen's plight.
Gu Qianchi himself had to respect the State Preceptor's tactical brilliance, the endless layers of schemes and contingencies that surfaced one after another.
But what a pity, clashing against enigmas like the Underworld!
"State Preceptor... Are you still unwilling to yield?"
Gu Qianchi found himself compelled to inquire.
Naturally, speaking as the Grandmaster of Bashu Sword Pavilion, Gu Qianchi's query carried an underlying intent.
Namely, should the State Preceptor persist, then Gu Qianchi himself would withdraw...
The elder Dragon God had perished, after all.
Dread filled Gu Qianchi toward that terrifying, bottomless Earthly Ghost Emperor.
Making its debut, it claimed the existence of a One Calamity Two Tribulations elder Dragon God as its inaugural strike; how could anyone not tremble?
Gu Qianchi realized the Dragon God Lineage faced total wipeout, destined for inevitable downfall.
Leaning solely on the Dragon God Crown Prince offered no way to sustain the Dragon God Clan.
That elder Dragon God formed the pillar of the Dragon God Lineage.
And Gu Qianchi... served as the very pillar for Bashu Sword Pavilion.
"Grandmaster Gu... Will you abandon me?"
Xie Yushen, his face drained of color, fixed his gaze on Gu Qianchi.
Gu Qianchi stood with arms folded behind him, letting out a sigh while shaking his head.
The battleship started to pivot, steering clear of Qianyuan Taoist City, as Xie Yushen simply waved without specifying the distance of withdrawal.
Woo woo woo woo——
Aboard the battleship, fierce winds and surges howled relentlessly.
"Underworld... Such a formidable Underworld..."
Xie Yushen shook his head: "Yet this official refuses to accept it."
"Returning now in this mess would certainly invite His Majesty's scolding, and... this official's time grows short, this official nears death."
Xie Yushen murmured gently.
"Grandmaster Gu... Aid this official one final time, please."
Distress clouded Gu Qianchi's expression: "State Preceptor... The Qian Yuan Qi Shu remains undepleted, bolstered by the Underworld, making a breach impossible, and... Qi Tian City will open shortly, this old man must rush there for a shot at it..."
"Truth be told, it's not just the elder Dragon God seeking that opportunity—the old man craves it too, as do most Divine Tribulations in this world; pass it by, and further progress might forever elude you."
Gu Qianchi stated with gravity.
He had planned to wrap up this matter before joining the elder Dragon God and Zhao Beidou at Qi Tian City.
Regrettably, at this juncture, only he remained able to journey to Qi Tian City.
"State Preceptor, pressing on against Qian Yuan serves no purpose... Besides, we lack the strength to press on."
"Only if the State Preceptor could convince the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, South Sea Bamboo Forest, and Little Lingyin Temple to dispatch Divine Tribulation Cultivators for support could we hope to pierce the Underworld's barriers."
"With the elder Dragon God gone, challenging the Underworld lies beyond us."
Gu Qianchi heaved a profound sigh.
Xie Yushen's bloodless, pallid visage shut its eyes; Gu Qianchi feared the State Preceptor might crumple right there from the despair weighing on him.
Yet shortly after, Xie Yushen lifted his lids once more.
"Grandmaster Gu..."
"No more assaults on Qian Yuan."
"Target a different Divine Sect instead—at the very least... we've already proclaimed the call to conquer peaks and dismantle sects, so turning to another Divine Sect makes sense, doesn't it?"