As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1809 - 469: The Early Awakening of Equaling Heaven, the Irritable Three Crown Princes, the Three-Eyed Dangerous Victory True Monarch [Monthly Ticket Request]...
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Maybe Fang Xinyuan’s Dao could persist within the human realm.
Cultivation demands Dao Yun after all, yet abundant Dao Yun Divine Crystals exist in this world. No need to rely on this specific one. The Three-leaf Dao Yun Divine Crystal serves Li Che’s cultivation solely by drawing out and absorbing the Dao Yun contained inside.
Yet things change entirely if fed to Huang Jianjiu’s fleshy orb amid its temple god transformation.
That orb might seize Fang Xinyuan’s Dao and profound mysteries from the Dao Yun Divine Crystal, thus preserving Fang Xinyuan’s traces in the human world.
Li Che carefully stowed away this Three-leaf Dao Yun Divine Crystal.
His gaze lifted toward the celestial vault, thoughts replaying the fierce clashes of Qi Tian against the five Supremes nonstop.
Within his mind, deeper insights into the Heavenly Equaling Stick emerged, and he even tried grasping the Combat Divine Technique.
Truly a formidable mystical art.
Mastering it completely would elevate it to an Immortal Seed Martial Art, boasting immense potential as a Divine Secret Skill.
Around him swirled the Heaven and Earth chessboard, every piece glowing vividly, as if threads wove vivid visions depicting the Heavenly Equaling Stick crushing the void and shattering the Supremes.
Rumble——
Flames of the sea roiled wildly, ripped asunder by a single staff strike.
Golden armor gleamed with dazzling splendor, a scarlet cloak fluttered like solar flames, while cloud-stepping shoes crackled with entwined divine thunder on his feet.
Old Monkey’s gaze shot forth golden beams, accompanied by a faint sigh.
Blood rain enveloped him, relentlessly drained away, his presence surging higher and higher by devouring the vital essence from the Supremes’ blood and bodies to empower himself.
Rumble——
Qi Tian Inner City trembled fiercely throughout, on the verge of being ripped apart by colossal destructive might.
A monkey’s relentless cry boomed without end, its echoes clashing like sonic tempests in furious tangles.
Blood rain descended heavily, skies shifting to ominous hues.
Yet amid today’s Qi Tian Inner City, Li Che alone remained alive to behold these spectacles, his spirit profoundly moved.
Qi Tian’s resurgence and the slaying of five Supremes—this clash was destined for the annals of history, with losing five Supremes in one day delivering a devastating strike to every power and sect.
Qi Tian loomed over the heavenly dome as the fiery ocean plummeted, crashing down upon the mortal realm.
Smoky clouds turned blood-like, roiling in frenzy, shrouded in ghostly Que, mirroring gorgeous dusk glows where crimson-gold radiance nearly swallowed the whole city.
From the crater’s depths, Li Che stood tall, Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame swirling and blazing ceaselessly, golden glows streaming in his eyes.
These visions could etch themselves eternally in his memory.
At last, he grasped the true essence of power.
Sensed its irresistible temptation.
…
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Qi Tian Outer City.
The whole metropolis quaked with savage intensity, this ancient immortal city rooted to the land for eons now beset by cataclysmic shifts, wrapped in horrifying phenomena.
Outer City cultivators stared in horror, an immense divine might radiating outward with crushing force, stifling breaths to near asphyxiation.
Crimson intensified across the heavenly dome, resembling a deluge of blood rain, leaving all in stunned confusion over the catastrophe.
These omens filled them with dread, stirring an unbidden grief that seized their thoughts beyond control.
"The Supreme has fallen..."
Zhang Wuji clutched the Silver Orb, face twitching, eyes filled with intricate emotions.
He had keenly discerned the events unfolding in Qi Tian Inner City.
Five Supreme powerhouses dispatched by top factions, locking onto Qi Tian Inner City’s Que for a swift crossing, all to subdue the freshly revived Qi Tian—yet they failed utterly.
Instead, they perished in gore, transformed into Qi Tian’s fuel as he siphoned their essence to bolster his reborn strength.
The celestial vault appeared shattered, vast rifts yawning like abyssal voids, blood-red glows stretching across endless spans, evoking wails of tormented spirits from afar.
Blood rain cascaded relentlessly, dyeing all of Qi Tian City scarlet.
Within and beyond the walls, silence gripped everyone, jaws agape in mute shock, words failing to capture their inner turmoil.
What calamity struck inside Qi Tian Inner City?!
Yet word raced like wildfire, for sharp minds foresaw and broadcast their theories.
The Qi Tian Temple God has awakened, butchering invading Supremes from rival factions with his godly form!
This disturbance stems from Supremes—human-born cultivators—who met their doom!
Such revelations boomed like thunderclaps, electrifying cultivators citywide, inside and out, spines tingling, souls quaking.
Supreme fallen!
Beyond the walls, numerous cultivators scratched heads in bewilderment; Supreme... what’s that?
Their cultivation too shallow, realms too modest, they’d scarcely glimpsed Second Calamity Venerable, much less Three Calamities Supreme.
Once clarified, sheer terror and awe lingered.
Did such a colossal incident truly erupt in Qi Tian Inner City?
Certainly, just tales of a Supreme’s demise held little sway alone, but paired with the bloodied heavenly anomaly from the fallen Supreme, its inherent pressure froze them to the bone.
Zhang Wuji wasted no more time, gripping the Silver Orb tight—fleeing to Qi Tian Outer City offered no true sanctuary.