As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1806 - 468: One Somersault, One Golden Light, One Staff Kill—The Invincible Fighting Victory Slays All Enemies
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High above in the heavenly vault, five silhouettes radiated fearsome Supreme presences, each enveloped in dazzling light. Vast divine might swirled like vibrant clouds in their wake, as the enormous Wheel of Disaster loomed with suffocating pressure.
These were Supremes who had pushed their cultivation to the utmost limit, elite figures perched at the cultivation world's apex.
Merely a step from godhood.
Right now, utmost gravity marked their expressions, with shadowy forms arising behind them, gazing down upon Qitian's emergence from the Mysterious Temple.
"Damn it... he's really come back to life!"
"Inconceivable—how could a deity revive so soon? This is utterly horrifying... it throws every plan into chaos."
"If Qitian has revived, might the other savage deities of the Prison Lotus awaken too?"
…
The formidable Heaven and Earth Souls of these five Supremes clashed and exchanged thoughts ceaselessly.
Every one upheld their Supreme Foundation, pinpointing Qitian Inner City amid the boundless, infinite Strange Que.
Disbelief and grim weight filled their gazes.
Endless concerns and future perils raced through their minds.
Could the Prison Lotus Camp fully ascend in this tide-receding age?
Buzz...
From the Mysterious Temple, Qitian strode forth, one step landing him amid the deep crater's wreckage.
Covering the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King in the debris were fissures everywhere, black ichor seeping out, flesh and blood crumbling bit by bit.
Infused with Qitian's Temple God Divinity and stained by it, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King's presence now crumbled utterly, no longer able to sustain itself.
Utter destruction loomed for him, his form losing all trace of humanity, skin darkened to obsidian jade, wholly corrupted by Corpse Qi and Death Qi.
"Teacher..."
Struggling upright came the Fang Family Ancestor, Fang Xinyuan.
Crimson flooded his eyes, and as vitality ebbed to its close, his determination pierced the frenzy and disorder imposed by the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King.
Brilliance and joy flickered in his gaze.
At last, he had persevered to glimpse that distant light, overwhelming elation surging within.
"Teacher, you've returned to life."
Fang Xinyuan grinned.
Amid the ruins, Qitian materialized, scrutinizing the pupil he had shielded across millennia.
Now slipping from his grasp.
Without warning, boundless grief flooded Qitian’s core.
"Sigh..."
A soft sigh escaped as Qitian shook his head, sending two Phoenix Feathers rocketing skyward.
"You’ve worked hard."
Ultimately, myriad sighs and griefs distilled into these words.
Admiration and fulfillment shone in Fang Xinyuan's eyes as he beheld the rejuvenated Qitian, the resplendent Golden Armor, the fluttering Phoenix Feathers, the blazing cloak trailing behind...
Exactly as in bygone times.
The unparalleled Divine Monkey who once pulled him from despair's depths.
"Teacher... this disciple could only stand guard this far."
"You must... battle till the finish!"
Fang Xinyuan's lip clenched between teeth, his look tender yet brimming with hope.
Gently, Qitian placed a hand on Fang Xinyuan’s head: "Don’t worry, Little Fangzi..."
"With Old Sun revived... no gods on high nor heaven and earth will claim my life anew!"
Golden radiance blazed in Qitian’s eyes, sharpness unmatched, slaughterous aura dazzling and unstoppable, confidence vast and unyielding.
As though challenging every deity across all factions!
"Good... very good!"
Shattering had begun at Fang Xinyuan’s lower body, dissolving into tiny specks that rained down like dust.
Qitian’s bold declaration ignited dazzling light in his eyes.
Time's veil seemed to thin, evoking memories from millennia past: aided by Qitian, rising from despised bastard son to cultivation pinnacle among mortals.
Even founding the Equal Heaven Temple, illuminating an entire epoch!
"Sadly... this disciple... cannot behold Teacher unleashing divine might."
Fang Xinyuan’s nose stung, regret swelling in his chest, tears streaming free.
Curse Seals upon the Cursed Corpse disintegrated alongside Fang Xinyuan’s form. Such was the curse of Cursed Corpse transformation—immense strength and eternal undeath granted.
Yet upon shattering, total erasure threatened, no revival possible, no descent to Netherworld for faint rebirth hopes.
"You can—if you wish to witness, Master shall bring you along."
Qitian stroked Fang Xinyuan’s head.
An ancient monkey caressed an elder.
Below, tides of shadow roiled, spawning ebony lotuses—profoundly dark, yet strangely comforting.
Overhead in the heavenly vault, the five Supremes’ radiant auras shone grand and splendorous, yet ice-cold.
From the Equal Heaven Temple emerged Li Che too, beholding this poignant vista from distance.
Partings define existence, inescapable even for gods, ever laced with farewell's ache.
"Watch closely now—behold Master's invincible return!"
Chuckling spoke the Old Monkey, laughter amid golden eyes that winked repeatedly; head lifted, his crimson cloak billowed wildly.
Buzz buzz buzz——
The instant after, from the uplifted monkey visage, twin bolts of icy lightning erupted from golden eyes, shredding the void, soul-seizing, locking onto the five Supremes.
"Little brother, care for my faithful disciple, will you, Old Sun?"
Declared the Old Monkey.
Stunned stood Li Che, realizing the Old Monkey addressed him.
He nodded; beneath Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame, the golden skull stirred subtly.
"Alright."
"He hates pain, craves company—him I commit to you."