As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1850: 478: Recapturing Qi Tian City—Divine Tribulation Falls Like Rain, Underworld Ghost Emperor and Mortal Martial Immortals Are Truly Invincible [Monthly Ticket Requested]...

The clouds gather thickly, the moon fades as clouds veil it, winds howl, and dust whirls fiercely in the air.

High above in the Heavenly Dome, oppressive gray clouds press down intensely, occasional lightning bolts slashing the darkness, illuminating the swirling snowflakes.

Darkness and hush envelop the world, disturbed solely by the gentle fall of snow.

Yet this peace shatters abruptly.

Qi Tian City's snowy night loses its serenity, with endless snowflakes whipped by unseen powers, bursting into fine powder.

Cultivators meditating in Qi Tian City's lavish residences jolt awake in alarm, probing outward with their divine senses toward the Supreme Will booming from Qi Tian's Inner City.

To Outer City cultivators in Qi Tian now, the Inner City stands as a strictly forbidden zone, already carved up by the Supremes of Strange Que's All Gods Camp.

Deceit Demon Cave, Dark Heavenly Court, and Black Sumeru—these three mighty All Gods Camps command supreme prestige in Strange Que, backed by genuine Deities dwelling among them.

Before a Deity, even Supremes bow in deference.

A Deity embodies true transcendence over everything, an eternal and indestructible being.

Now, the Supremes' voices thunder forth, distorting the air with warping waves rippling from Qi Tian's Inner City.

Though the three Supremes' words sound garbled to many cultivators, an eerie chill grips them all the same, revealing the sinister aims behind those declarations.

A sense of looming disaster crashes down like an immense boulder on every shoulder, nearly crushing their breaths.

As Qi Tian's Outer City gates slam shut suddenly, panic and turmoil surge through every heart.

Qi Tian's Outer City teems with far greater disorder than its Inner counterpart.

The Inner City hosts just three factions, ruled by the three Supremes who partition its territories.

Qi Tian's Outer City differs sharply; drawn by the city's special nature, nearly every major worldly power converges here—from All Gods Camp allies to Great Vista's Divine Sects, Noble Families, Outer Ancient Clans, Four Seas Dragon Clan, and beyond.

Qi Tian City's unique allure pulls in countless such powers.

Added to years of unchecked mingling without oversight, rogue cultivators pour in for refuge, dodging enemies, crimes, pursuits—every motive imaginable.

Tonight, dread stirs in these powerhouses' souls.

The wild disorder of Qi Tian's Outer City could end this very night!

Forces tied to the three All Gods Camps might seize total control, settling who truly governs Qi Tian's Outer City!

No longer a lawless mess attracting wanderers from afar.

But why this bone-deep terror?

Why the dread of utter doom?

Confusion and helplessness grip many.

Still, numerous cultivators spring into action, auras exploding skyward, tearing through heaven and earth!

A Divine Tribulation Cultivator from the Dajing Ancient Family's Fang Family, grasping the Supreme's decree amid shock and fury, bolts desperately toward the city outskirts.

Confronting the barred gates, they unleash brutal attacks to smash through!

But blood sprays in the end, hurled back and pinned down again.

Atop the city walls, a Kasaya-clad monk radiates icy menace, eyes gleaming with cicada-like flame-wing patterns.

“Tonight, no one is allowed to leave.”

A chilling voice drifts from the monk's lips.

“Jiayun Venerable! My Fang Family has no intention to seize control of the Outer City of Qi Tian! Let my Fang Family’s people leave!”

The Fang Family's Divine Tribulation Cultivator's face twists in grim fury.

But Jiayun Venerable from the Western Regions Buddha Land clasps hands impassively, voice cold.

“The Supreme’s command, those not of the All Gods Camp forces, all may be slain.”

These words drop,

plunging Qi Tian's entire Outer City into dead stillness, as invisible killing intent floods every corner, battering each cultivator's mind, splintering souls and shattering wills.

Those icy words strike like heavenly spears, stabbing straight through their spirits!

Not of the All Gods Camp forces… all may be slain?

Behold the decree of the Supreme!

In other words, anyone outside the Western Regions Buddha Land, the Da Jing Dynasty, or the Wushen Mountain forces can be butchered and wiped out without mercy!

Such brutality!

Panic surges outward in a flash, terror shooting straight toward the heavens!

Innumerable divine powers start surging wildly.

In Qi Tian's Inner City, three Supreme phantoms stretch across the void, their eyes snapping open to observe, detecting the rising divine essence while sneers curl on their faces.

Just like watching ants scramble in dread.

Bang!

Powerhouses from the three great forces, heeding the Supreme's order, leap into action, killing intent bursting forth, their auras sharp as frigid swords slashing swiftly!

Fountains of blood gush skyward, divine fetuses shatter, wails of agony ring out as foes fall dead inside the city!

Boom boom boom—

Auras explode in succession—these cultivators, refusing to perish pathetically within the city walls, unleash their vital forces for a desperate final stand!

Snowflakes drifting from above gradually染 on a bloody crimson tint.

Atop Qi Tian City's gate tower, resembling a colossal and horrifying Great Buddha, the monk's forehead mark glows like a radiant ruby.