As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1695 - 443: Six-Desire Corpse God and Three Great Heavenly Kings Unite as One, Today the Heart Demon and King Ping Luan Shall Fall [Monthly Ticket Wanted]...
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The Temple Gods of the Three Heavenly Kings burst forth, their gazes filled with fury, as divine might surged across the heavens and the earth!
One of the Heavenly Kings possessed a blue visage, another sported a red face, and the third displayed a green one!
The three-faced Heavenly King fused right into the Blood Pool as well.
This triggered Ji Moli’s aura to surge upward at a breakneck pace.
At that instant, Ji Moli sensed an overwhelming surge of power like never before, his awareness stretching out without bounds!
He craved the treasures hidden in Qi Tian City!
He yearned to shatter the Underworld completely!
Black Silk coiled fiercely around Ji Moli’s form, encasing him like a massive silken shroud.
Behind this cocoon, the Blood Pool churned and flowed with relentless force.
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"Is that... the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk?"
Beneath the Yama Mask split between black and white, Li Che’s gaze shimmered with intensity.
Ji Moli had absorbed the Six Corpse Gods along with the supreme Temple God essence cultivated by his descendants within the three Divine Weapons.
In theory, his mortal frame should have buckled under the strain and detonated in a spectacular blast.
Yet, against all odds, Ji Moli had called upon the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk...
A sudden realization struck Li Che: had Ji Moli’s earlier scheme to dispatch Ji Haihui to Golden Light Prefecture for seizing the vast inheritances of the Third Prince Temple God all been preparation for this very moment?
A ploy to consume and assimilate the Temple God’s might, pushing his own body beyond the limits of mere humanity?
"Daddy! That's the Chaos Silk!"
Xi Xi’s eyes sparkled with dazzling light as she perched atop the city wall, shielded by the finest defenses.
Li Che, donning the Horse Face Mask, remained at her side; the father and daughter clasped hands firmly while positioned on the ramparts.
"Yes, it's precisely the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk, and it’s yours by right."
"Today, your daddy will seize it back for you."
Li Che grinned warmly and gently tousled Xi Xi’s hair.
The Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk paired with the Mystic Thunder Vajra Qiankun Ring—these twin divine artifacts held immense significance for Xi Xi.
This wasn’t solely due to their origin in the Third Crown Prince’s collection, but also because, once wielded by Xi Xi, they could harmonize her body with the latent forces inside her, mutually forging greater might.
Potent enough to withstand the might of the Prison Lotus Curse.
Li Che had originally intended, once the journey to Qi Tian City concluded, to raid the Corpse God Cult’s main base and reclaim this Chaos Silk.
However, circumstances had shifted; it appeared that step could be skipped now.
Through his alliance with the Corpse God Cult, Ji Moli had somehow obtained the Chaos Silk and even sought to tame it for his own use.
The Chaos Silk radiated a savage energy, evident that Ji Moli had bent it to his will via some sinister ritual.
Boom——!!!
A horrifying blast of power detonated, the essences of the Six Desires Corpse God blending into unity, followed by a vast radiant glow of Buddha-like purity and the pulsing presence of the Temple God.
The Chaos Silk unraveled, reshaping into a colossal black serpent thrashing ferociously through the skies!
The very air over Mo City appeared to halt in stasis!
The ink-hued rain pouring from above turned to rigid ice in an instant.
As though time itself had paused for a fleeting fraction of a second!
Boom——!
Waves of energy rolled outward like a colossal tidal surge, distorting the fabric of space and rippling outward in every direction.
Underneath the Chaos Silk, Ji Moli’s sturdy, imposing physique seemed reborn, undergoing a total metamorphosis.
Four heads sprouted in a square array, affixed to his neck.
The additional three faces gleamed green, red, and blue, embodying the Three-faced Heavenly King, while six hypnotic eyes manifested across Ji Moli’s powerful torso, captivating as if ensnaring the very spirits of mortals.
His ebon skin gleamed like polished obsidian, etched with intricate Curse Corpse Divine Patterns; the irises swirled with hook-shaped jades encircling them, exuding a malevolent vibe.
Across Ji Moli’s four heads, a array of twisted expressions played out.
His presence skyrocketed, attaining an unparalleled elevation and surge right then.
Soaring higher, breaking past, shattering the confines of the One Disaster One Tribulation Realm, surging into the domain of One Disaster and Two Tribulations, and even cresting at its zenith!
The intensity of his aura neared the threshold of One Disaster Three Tribulations, falling just shy by a hair.
With the Six Desires Divinity combined alongside the essence of the Three Heavenly Kings Temple God, Ji Moli now wielded power beyond imagination.
Ji Moli’s dark locks whipped about savagely as he tilted his head skyward, his gaze deep and shadowy.
Decades of schemes, endless machinations, and now...
He had finally vaulted to a whole new tier.
What’s more, this was merely the start; as he mastered the forces coursing through his flesh, his battle prowess could rival One Disaster and Three Tribulations!
Should his cultivation genuinely ascend to One Disaster and Three Tribulations, Ji Moli felt assured he could reshape the entire Great Vista into his personal domain!
Claim that Ji Moli couldn’t unleash turmoil upon this realm?
Who dares utter such nonsense?!
The Great Supervising Minister? National Master Xie Yushen?
They’re powerless against him!
Only Ji Moli could dictate his own destiny!
Visions flickered in Ji Moli’s eyes, memories from his youth: snow blanketing the world as he huddled as a ragged urchin, fighting wild mutts for scraps, clinging to life amid the vast expanse.
He had sworn back then to plunge the realm into upheaval, to claim the throne and end all want and famine!
Having endured such misery, he would allow it no more.
From that point, he toiled relentlessly toward this dream.
Enlisting in the ranks, studying diligently, drawing on provided supplies, he forged his path, rising steadily through the military.
Yet the climb proved grueling; even with his sharp aptitude in the forces, advancement eluded him, blocked by countless obstacles from the scions of high officers and their kin.