As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1745 - 455: In the Underworld, I Heard Your Voice; Slaying One Demon God per Day, Qitian Recovery [Monthly Ticket]

From what the Night Bat Demon God revealed, the demonic powers lurking in the Ten Thousand Rivers of the human domain are far from feeble.

Thus, should the Black Bull Demon God Venerable detect something amiss and trigger that summoning array to call upon fellow Demon God Venerables, the situation might spiral into utter chaos.

Yet for Li Che at this point, the danger from a One Disaster One Tribulation Realm demon god pales compared to before.

Provided he lures them onto the Heaven and Earth chessboard, the Sea Flipping Nine Infants—poised there alongside Ancient Yin Xuan's venomous grasp—can swiftly overpower them. Once subdued, Li Che proceeds with Soul Capturing.

Truth be told, during those instants of depleted demon energy, within that short window, Li Che employs the Demon Immortal Nine Transformations divine ability to shift into a demonic form, unleashing demon energy to replenish the shortfall.

In Qi Tian City, countless estates dot the landscape.

These were once opulent residences of the city's elite in its heyday.

Today, successive demon gods have claimed them as their own.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard looms unseen overhead. Gazing skyward, solely Li Che perceives its faint outline.

Within his chest, the Chess Saint’s Dao Fruit pulsed with vigor.

Ever since stepping into Qi Tian City, Li Che has actively harnessed the Chess Saint’s Dao Fruit, pushing the Heaven and Earth chessboard to its utmost efficiency.

A quick glimmer darted across his vision.

[Dao Fruit: Chess Saint (lv6, 66%)]

The relentless activity over recent days has yielded results, markedly boosting the Chess Saint’s Dao Fruit's progress.

Deep down, he eagerly anticipated the might of the Chess Saint’s Dao Tribulation.

Following the trials of water, fire, and wind, what new Dao Tribulation awaited?

Li Che reined in his musings, his form gliding through the gloom, as if fusing with the wild demon energy.

His first aims are a pair of One Disaster One Tribulation Realm demon gods. Li Che intends to proceed cautiously, knowing that greed leads nowhere fast.

The moment for unlocking Qi Tian City's Inner City approaches swiftly.

Unaware of the exact timing, Li Che must secure the allegiance of all twelve demon gods prior to the Inner City’s heritage site revealing itself.

At present, Xi Xi remains at the inn overseen by the boss, safeguarded by both the boss and Lord Dog, entirely secure.

Li Che can also

Shadows churned wildly as demon energy billowed fiercely.

A figure in dark robes melted seamlessly into the night, advancing without a sound.

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In one such estate, endless demon energies spun wildly, forming a raging whirlpool.

It felt like some colossal, fearsome entity inside was inhaling and exhaling, making the demon energy ebb and flow with thunderous growls.

Beyond the estate's gates.

Li Che materialized without a whisper, donning the Bull Demon Mask.

Little demons patrolled the grounds, most ranking as demon generals—on par with human Great Master Realm cultivators.

Confronting these demon generals now comes effortlessly to Li Che, who could dispatch them with ease.

Positioned at the estate's threshold, Li Che held back from advancing, his eyes drifting past the grounds toward Qi Tian City's soaring inner walls.

These stood as Qi Tian City's inner barriers, akin to an iron bastion, severing the outer districts from all else.

From the Inner City emanated a potent suppressive aura, steadily projecting outward and subtly warping the void.

Therein lay the Three Pure Ones Mysterious Temple, housing the Fighting Prison Lotus Demon Saint and the Qi Tian Mysterious Temple.

Feeling the mounting divinity and sacred aura, Li Che realized Qi Tian City's legacy might soon awaken.

Truly, the hour of its emergence remained unpredictable.

“I need to quicken my steps.”

With that declaration.

Li Che flung the broad sleeves of his ebony robe over his shoulder and strode ahead, striding past the demon generals at the estate's entrance without fear.

Though he brushed directly before them, thanks to the Slumbering Dragon Elephant and the Heaven and Earth chessboard's sensory veil, he appeared to dissolve into nothingness, utterly undetectable.

Deep inside the estate, apart from the demon god himself, lurked two elite demon kings alongside three ordinary demon kings.

Legend holds that every demon god commands elite demon kings and their retinues—a standard practice among the Ten Thousand Rivers' demon clans.

Much like how demon kings oversee demon generals, who in turn manage little demons, and the chain continues...

Order holds paramount value for the Ten Thousand Rivers' demons.

This particular One Disaster One Tribulation Realm demon god is the Plum Blossom Demon God, manifesting as a plum blossom deer in truth. Per the Night Bat's tales, this Plum Blossom Demon God, for all his deer's guise, harbors savage tendencies and craves the taste of blood.

Demon energy thundered and swelled, laced with a thick, metallic tang of gore.

A youth bearing antlers perched in meditation, a vivid crimson demon core hovering before him, entwined by myriad bloodied strands that crackled like bolts, exploding without cease.

He focused on tempering his demon core—a vital essence even for demon gods, indispensable against the Power of the Witch Demon Calamity.

The robe adorned with plum blossom motifs billowed fiercely around him.

With brows knit in concentration, a sudden unease gripped the Plum Blossom Demon God.

As a deer demon, his instincts for peril were razor-sharp.

After all, prior to gaining sentience, survival demanded vigilance against beasts stalking the thick woods.

“Killing intent looms...”

The Plum Blossom Demon God's eyes snapped open, lips curling to expose a pair of razor fangs.

A formidable Heaven and Earth Soul erupted forth abruptly.

Yet his face twisted in shock.

The murderous aura proved overwhelmingly fierce, flooding from every angle, akin to a ferocious wave crashing up the Grand Canal in an instant!