As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1832: 474: The Crown Prince Reborn—Defiant, Unyielding, and Fierce; Slaying All Gods, Immortals Among Humans [Monthly Ticket Requested]
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The thunder faded into nothingness, enveloping everything in profound silence.
Moonlight cascaded like flowing water, stripped of its golden hue and dimming softly, streaming from the vast azure heavens to bathe the mortal realm in crisp luminescence.
The aurora-woven heavenly tribulation dissolved completely—a genuine cataclysm far deadlier than the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations. Even a powerhouse like the Earthly Ghost Emperor, armed with a supremely robust Martial Immortal Body, barely escaped annihilation from the thunderous onslaught.
Yet the Earthly Ghost Emperor held firm, unscathed in the end by the apocalyptic tribulation thunder rivaling the third disaster tribulation.
This portion of the Grand Canal lay parched and barren.
The riverbed stood revealed, scarred by traces of vaporized waters, its fish and wildlife long scattered in panic from the Heavenly Might, abandoning a flawless, empty expanse.
Purple flames erupted once more above the Earthly Ghost Emperor’s head, the Golden Skull gleaming with intensified brilliance, ancient golden motifs swirling ethereally amid the bones.
Charred remnants sloughed away, exposing a revitalized physique that voraciously inhaled essence qi spanning five thousand miles of heaven and earth. Luminous skin shone through, golden blood surging like torrents along the meridians.
All eyes riveted to the spot, breaths accelerating wildly, composure shattered, minds reeling in disbelief.
Did it succeed?
It looks like… it did succeed!
The heavenly tribulation blanketing the night sky scattered and withdrew, abandoning the summons of heaven and earth's will, halting further punitive strikes, as though blending seamlessly into the fabric of reality.
Gazes converged on the Earthly Ghost Emperor, where writhing purple flames cloaked his visage like an enigmatic mask, obscuring any hint of his true face.
Who is the Earthly Ghost Emperor?
A figure treading the Martial Path with unparalleled grace amid an age besieged by divinity, where achieving Immortal status proves impossible…
Whose identity hides behind this Martial Arts Genius who forged the path to Martial Immortal?
Such a being cannot possibly remain anonymous!
Minds whirled furiously, dissecting the Earthly Ghost Emperor's hidden identity. Indifference had ruled before, but now obsession gripped them all.
For the Earthly Ghost Emperor had just proven himself a Martial Immortal!
A Martial Immortal, fresh from breakthrough, matches the realm of a One Disaster One Tribulation Divine Tribulation Great Cultivator!
One vital distinction remains: in raw combat strength, a Martial Immortal utterly overwhelms Divine Tribulation Great Cultivators!
The Martial Immortal Body possesses unmatched potency—even disregarding Divine Tribulation Secret Skills, it defies the Two Calamities Divine Tribulation without dread!
An entity like this already reigns supreme in the human world, its name destined to echo across the ages!
Still, the Earthly Ghost Emperor's identity baffles everyone, memories ransacked, speculations endless, yet no fitting name surfaces.
The rarity staggers: harnessing martial fortune from five thousand years before and after, channeling millennia of human martial legacy to claim Peerless Martial Immortal status!
Unbelievably staggering!
Murmurs rustled ceaselessly around Qi Tian City, crowds thickening as they beheld a martial prodigy piercing the Martial Immortal Realm—warriors defying this era's martial ceilings, faces aglow with fervor, qi-blood churning wildly, passions bursting forth in fervent discussions.
Martial Arts Monument!
The Earthly Ghost Emperor now stands as the human world's Martial Arts Monument!
Through unadulterated martial arts, free of divinity's stain, ascending to the Martial Immortal Realm—synonymous with Divine Tribulation Realm—this nears the pinnacle of unmatched supremacy!
To spurn divinity's seduction—what a indomitable soul!
But…
All heads tilted upward instinctively, blank astonishment seizing their expressions.
“No… that’s not right…”
“The Earthly Ghost Emperor appears to be warding off something… could the heavenly tribulation still linger?!”
“That doesn't make sense; the heavenly tribulation has dispersed, no Will of Heaven and Earth threatens to descend… what exactly is he guarding against?”
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Observers with keen senses had anticipated that the Earthly Ghost Emperor, fresh from his breakthrough, would reveal boundless joy and freedom, but he held back, his sharp vigilance catching the notice of many onlookers.
Sect Master Shi Jian of the True Martial Divine Sect and ancestor Shi Yuan both bore solemn, forlorn looks upon their faces.
“Could it be… another calamity lingers unresolved? The Earthly Ghost Emperor has journeyed so far, yet the Martial Immortal Realm… proves so arduous to attain?”
Ancestor Shi Yuan of the True Martial Divine Sect tilted his head skyward in a drawn-out sigh, sorrowful tears tracing paths down his cheeks.
Martial Path… is there truly no way ahead, just boundless shadows?
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Li Che held his ground as scorched remnants sloughed off, his form fully mending while essence qi flooded in, remaking blood and flesh, elevating his condition to its finest peak.
This stemmed chiefly from the [Dragon Elephant Vajra] Dao Fruit lodged in his chest, which had endured the heavenly tribulation's fierce cleansing right alongside him.
Likely, it too had seized a mighty surge and deep metamorphosis!
Still, Li Che refused to unwind, with tribulation flames wheeling overhead, a gleaming golden skull manifesting, and fiery glints persisting in his gaze.
His forehead cracked apart, unveiling the Star Plucking Pupil—a slitted eye mirroring the full expanse around!
The Heaven and Earth chessboard erupted skyward too, twisting through the air, hunting that vague, originless twinge of dread!
That faint yet venomous peril, reminiscent of shadowed serpents hissing tongues in the gloom, robbed Li Che of any chance to bask in his newfound Martial Arts Immortal breakthrough.
Nevertheless, a thorough scan revealed nothing amiss, leaving Li Che puzzled despite himself. Had his instincts misled him?
Maybe the colossal tribulation's thunderbolts, an ordeal without parallel, had simply frayed his senses?
Without doubt, this Martial Immortal Tribulation marked the direst threat Li Che had ever confronted from his cultivation's dawn to this moment.