As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1824 - 472: Fairy in the Painting’s Fifth Shedding—Primordial Withering Branch, Blood Moon Night Assault on Peerless Martial Immortal [Monthly Ticket Requested]...

Rumble——

With black hair whipping ferociously and skin shining like gold, Li Che assumes a cross-legged position in the courtyard, akin to an ancient god, drawing in the essence qi from heaven and earth to reshape his mortal frame!

Pure Martial cultivation stands apart from Divine Martial, requiring the rejection of heaven and earth's irresistibly seductive divine essence...

Should divinity taint the body, it surges in aggressively, delivering massive instant boosts and changes.

Yet this cuts off all higher potentials on the Martial Immortal road forever.

Equaling Heaven warned Li Che that the Martial Immortal path holds boundless future promise, though it's brutally tough—the loftier the realm, the fiercer divinity's pull grows.

Truthfully, entering the Martial Immortal Realm marks just the start; divinity's relentless temptation gnaws at the mind like maggots in the bone, and yielding means total downfall.

Across endless ages, some have walked the Martial Immortal way, even succeeding in evolving from Martial Saint to Martial Immortal.

But none ever reached the Martial Immortal path's ultimate end, consumed entirely by divinity's demonic hunger.

Cross-legged in place, Li Che's mind quakes while his brow's Niwan Palace morphs into a swirling vortex.

There resides every bit of his gathered divinity.

Though not pursuing pure martial alone, Li Che also refines divine arts, yet the Dao Fruit's power lets him seal these forces apart completely.

Pure martial refined in purity; divinity refined in purity.

Dozens of Divine Fetuses—such a feat defies imagination in divine cultivation!

This defines the divine dao Li Che treads now, though its eventual course eludes him still.

The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit bolsters Li Che immensely, granting him unmatched martial prowess that renders the pure martial path effortless, far beyond ordinary reach.

Divine dao, however...

Despite the Immaculate Heart Taoist Fruit's aid, Li Che struggles with it considerably.

Li Che could have chosen an easy route—his robust physique would propel Divine Martial to explosive heights!

Instead, he commits his body to the Martial Immortal path, and so...

This route promises hardship yet shatters all ceilings.

Li Che lacks knowledge of the All Gods Camp's supreme beings' might, but since even Great Sage Equalling Heaven dreads them, their terror must be unimaginable.

What's more, Great Sage Equalling Heaven and Wrathful Third Prince both perished to them, turning into temple gods—this revealed the foes' horrifying power to Li Che.

Thus, Li Che seeks a path with superior heights, positioning himself atop the pinnacle.

"Exhale—"

"Inhale—"

Every breath unleashes thunderous booms throughout Li Che's form.

The courtyard twists into a chaotic tempest, ink-black mist surging upward as Li Che spreads his arms wide; his once-golden skin and bones now shift to an inky shade, abruptly fading.

In his chest, the Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting quakes with savage force, roaring like claps of thunder.

Every pulse blasts forth world-shaking peals.

Ink drops seem to rain on every bit of skin, bursting upon the flesh, birthing torrents of dark airflow!

Li Che's eyes flicker open and shut, revealing inky depths.

The Dao Fruit's thundering leaps in his ears slowly fade away.

Like a master artist poised by the stream, gripping a wolf-hair brush laden with dense ink, he unrolls the scroll with fluid grace, tracing elegant lines.

Ink diffuses through water, evoking otherworldly grace.

Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting, Level 7!

Five Sheddings!

Li Che faces not his initial five sheddings with this Dao Fruit—his heart stays serene and unclouded.

Having beheld a divine clash, he knows true powerhouses lie far beyond his grasp.

The Dao Fruit's five sheddings serve only as tools to empower him; Li Che refuses to lose himself in them.

After all, mighty adversaries await in the days ahead, demanding direct confrontation.

To shield his daughter from chaos, observing her growth in peace while harvesting Dao Fruits demands unyielding strength.

Ink-black locks whip like those of a sublime water-ink portrait's hero.

Li Che's eyes snap wide, spirit power exploding outward like a deluge, weaving silent waves.

Heaven and earth fall utterly still, the waves themselves mute.

Wind, rain, and grinding sands all cease completely.

Just the chest's Dao Fruit pulses with ghostly rhythm.

All stray thoughts in Li Che's mind vanish in that instant.

Boom——!!!

Fearsome suction bursts free; Li Che hurtles through voids of time and space amid swirling rainbow lights.

Dao Tree Space—Li Che arrives anew!

Stars realign, skies spin, that well-known sensation returns.

A boundless aura assaults him, the Dao Tree spanning infinite voids, soaring myriad feet tall, shredding clouds across layers.

Verdant boughs and foliage thrive, each leaf a realm unto itself.

Floating amid this domain, Li Che scans the immensity, crushed by grand pressure against his chest, nearly choking him.