As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1692 - 442: Ji Moli, a Toy of Heroes, Don’t Disturb My Poison Dao Research
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He truly...
Ended up getting smashed by the Underworld Yama?!
Not that enigmatic Divine Tribulation powerhouse known as the Ghost Emperor from the Underworld, but the Underworld Yama himself!
Ji Moli let out a furious bellow, his coarse black locks thrashing about wildly, his stare cold and piercing, with raging fury surging inside him, like myriad Blood Souls wailing and howling in outrage!
His presence surged upward swiftly, climbing as though reaching a higher realm!
Confronting the Underworld Yama's fist once more.
Yet, upon the Underworld Yama's striking fist, violet flames abruptly surged and danced.
An oppressive might burst forth, causing Ji Moli's Netherworld Fire to quiver intensely!
"You—!!!"
Ji Moli's boosted presence hadn't settled yet, nor had he launched his retaliation.
Once more, he got blasted away, his Netherworld Fire utterly overwhelmed by those purple flames!
Just as Ji Moli managed to steady himself, a burst of freezing cold erupted from his rear!
A sphere of frigid, intensely chilling white flame slammed viciously toward his skull!
Divine Tribulation!
Undeniably, it's Divine Tribulation!
This calamitous power!
White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, Zhao Beidou!
Bang!
The blow from the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire materialized without a sound, as if instantly manifesting right there to strike.
Ji Moli took the hit squarely on his shoulder, making the Mysterious Black Armor shatter with a deafening boom!
His body soared like a snapped kite's line, hurtling down to Mo City's surface, skidding back over a hundred feet before smashing into the wall and crumbling it apart...
Ji Moli sensed that the moment he stepped into this Mo City Fengdu...
He'd become nothing more than a plaything!
Amid the swirling debris and dust, Ji Moli stumbled to his feet, only for a colossal Dragon Claw to unleash a pressure that pinned him in place completely.
A mighty warrior at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm?!
Ji Moli's pupils contracted sharply!
With a piercing cry, Netherworld Fire exploded across his form, unveiling the Disaster Wheel at his back, which cracked open with fractures!
The newly formed Disaster Wheel, barely born into existence, now bore deep cracks!
By unleashing the Disaster Wheel's inner might, Ji Moli at last fended off the claw's assault.
Still, his body endured a brutal smack, hurtling away once again like a hurled sphere, spanning hundreds of feet and slamming from one side of Mo City to the other...
Ji Moli's armor hung in tatters, his flesh and skeleton fracturing.
Fresh blood sprayed from his mouth as he hacked.
"Heh heh..."
"The Underworld seeks to probe my depths?"
"Hold on, for I, the King... shall slaughter every one of you!"
Ji Moli gripped his umbrella gun tightly, using it to prop himself upright.
Overpowered...
The Underworld had utterly dominated him.
A being at Divine Tribulation level, in the grasp of the Underworld, played like a mere puppet, devoid of any power to fight back...
Cough cough cough cough—
Blood poured from Ji Moli's coughs as he stared up at the hovering Underworld Yama, Zhao Beidou, and that horrifying nine-headed, winged monster!
Such overwhelming might...
The Underworld boasts so many Divine Tribulation masters unexpectedly!
Including even a monstrous entity at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm!
This Underworld...
Far too fearsome!
Ji Moli's hairs rose in alarm; he comprehended now... he'd gravely misjudged the Underworld's strength.
Fortunately... the connection had at last been forged!
He stretched out his hand with fingers splayed toward the swirling Death Aura Vortex.
Gradually...
Out of the Death Aura Vortex, eerie, demonic growls suddenly resounded!
Six warped silhouettes forced their way out sequentially from the Death Aura Vortex!
"Six Venerables Great Corpse God... Come! Descend! Destroy! Slaughter!"
"Tear the Underworld apart for me!"
Ji Moli flung his arms wide, his expression wild with mania and thrill.
But—
His bellow halted abruptly.
For a soft, irritated whisper echoed right by his ear.
"Lord has been waiting for you to play your hand..."
"So, done yelling?"
"If that's all, off you go on your way—don't disrupt my Poison Dao studies."
The whisper faded lightly.
Next.
Ji Moli discovered a keen dagger stabbing clean through his back and heart, its point jutting out from his front.
That dagger's point...
Inky black, unmistakably laced with venom!