As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1797 - 466: Golden Eyes Opening in the Stone Coffin, Qi Tian Great Saint Returns
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One chain after another wrapped tightly around the body.
The Fang Family Ancestor, enduring millennia and with sleeves nearly dragging the ground, unleashed endless roars at this instant.
This withered figure resembling an ancient child exploded with savage fury utterly mismatched to his frail form!
Undoubtedly...
The clash to subdue the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King using supreme foundation had reached its end!
In the end, five supreme foundations failed to substitute for actual supremes and were hurled aside!
And once those supreme foundations were scattered.
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King abruptly turned his head, eyes flaring with horrifying dark light as dead qi and corpse qi crashed down like raging waves, shaking the whole Qitian Inner City and sweeping through it.
Countless individuals sensed overwhelming dread like doom approaching, their bodies turning ice-cold as if plunged into a frozen cavern.
Boom——
With a single step, vast dead qi and corpse qi surged behind him like a massive cloak stretching thousands of miles!
Having shattered the supreme foundations from rival factions, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King at last headed back to Qitian Temple to settle internal affairs and safeguard Qitian!
At Qitian Temple's entrance.
Zhang Wuji had retreated here, essentially leaving Qitian Temple behind, yet he craned his neck to observe the temple's interior, still monitoring the chaos inside.
As the supreme showdown over Qitian Inner City skies wrapped up.
His face subtly shifted.
Heartache surged when the supreme foundation pill furnace got smashed, its divine essence fading as it soared off to parts unknown in Strange Que.
For Zhang Wuji, this was utterly devastating!
That belonged to the Purple Mansion Divine Sect's supreme foundation!
"As expected... couldn’t hold it back in the end?"
Zhang Wuji gazed upward.
Clutching the Silver Orb, he mulled it over briefly, eyes scanning the Mysterious Temple and weighing scenarios; teeth clenched, he didn't waver, Daoist robe billowing as he soared like a white crane unfolding wings, dashing toward Qitian Inner City.
The secret to a long life lies in caution!
Master spotting peril!
Avoid rash moves!
To endure forever!
Rumble——
Supreme might rolled forth like surging tides, hurtling rapidly at the Mysterious Temple.
Yet.
Right as Zhang Wuji pulled back to Qitian Inner City Gate's archway, his pupils narrowed sharply.
His hair and beard whipped in the wind, robes flapping wildly; lifting his gaze, he spotted the Equal Heaven Temple Ancestor turned Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, suspended motionless in the air.
Poised yet halted midair, as though space and time had stalled.
"Roar——!!!"
Determined to rush back to the Mysterious Temple and guard Qi Tian’s remains, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King whirled around savagely, chains thrashing behind, his glowing eyes locked on the skies above Qitian Inner City!
Zhang Wuji exhaled deeply.
"It showed up... in the end."
"That resolve to crush the Prison Lotus runs deep indeed!"
Words barely faded.
Enveloped in churning dead qi and corpse qi, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King bellowed toward the heavens, supreme pressure mounting like an endless sea!
However...
High above Qitian Inner City, across the vast blood-red firmament.
A colossal hand materialized abruptly, every palm line sharply defined.
Boom!
The giant palm crushed downward, smashing into the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King!
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King’s body shuddered violently, on the verge of total rupture, black blood mingled with dead qi and corpse qi pouring like shattered obsidian pearls, splattering across the ground.
The enormous hand amassed terrifying power, gradually shifting form into a plump monk with large ears, radiating kindly compassion, fully bathed in Buddha Light!
"Amitabha Buddha, Qitian Inner City... at last, this poor monk has pinpointed a location in Strange Que."
The rotund monk chuckled booming.
In his grasp dangled a string of Buddha Beads, now utterly lusterless—the supreme foundation from the Chan Wen Ascetic Monk earlier!
And the power radiating from this plump monk was pure supreme qi mechanism!
Space ripped apart!
Interlacing fissures emerged, from which silhouettes strode forth.
It was a silver-armored Heavenly Soldier and Divine General, cape billowing, wielding a Gathering Immortals Flag stripped of its divinity, face hazy and warped, yet exuding bone-chilling aura.
All the supreme foundations repelled by the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King reappeared now...
Moreover, each one summoned a Three Calamities Level supreme powerhouse!
These supreme powerhouses, hidden from the mortal realm, could unleash fully within Strange Que... without restraint!
And the Fang Family Ancestor as Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, chains flailing madly behind, confronted five supreme powerhouses.
The might of these five true supremes plainly outmatched the freshly transformed Fang Family Ancestor Curse Corpse King, who hadn't yet hit peak strength.
By the archway.
Zhang Wuji drew in a sharp breath.
"It worked after all—the so-called supreme foundation served to both bind the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King and mark its position..."
"This is the true scheme crafted by the great faction powerhouses!"
Zhang Wuji sighed.
"Too bad, if Qi Tian’s remains and Ruyi Golden Cudgel had been claimed before these supremes from [Black Sumeru], [Dark Heavenly Court], [Deceit Demon Que] arrived via the supreme foundation's beacon, it would've been a massive triumph..."
"Now, the rewards have shrunk tremendously..."