As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1851 - 478: Reclaiming Qi Tian City — Divine Tribulation Falls Like Rain, Earthly Ghost Emperor and Mortal Martial Immortals Are Truly Invincible...

The cicada markings in his eyes appeared to spring vividly to life.

He lifted his gaze toward the small courtyard housing the Netherworld Ox Demon in Qitian Outer City, his killing intent surging boundless like the heavens.

"Damn it..."

"All damned!"

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Li Che clenched the Thunder Chess Piece in his five fingers, vanishing completely from the restaurant.

He materialized again in Fang Hanshu's courtyard, where a soft breeze wafted and snowflakes danced through the air.

Fang Hanshu stood from his chair, his gaze lighting up at the sight of Li Che.

"A Che."

Fang Hanshu grinned, avoiding the title of lord for Li Che, since he understood Li Che desired him to embrace the Fang Hanshu identity fully, and he complied without hesitation.

"They’re about to make a move."

Fang Hanshu sensed the supreme aura exploding from Qitian Inner City too.

The Supreme himself had declared it, meaning catastrophe loomed for countless cultivators in Qitian Outer City.

Qi Tian City's location was strategically vital, so the Three Great Gods Camps avoided further turmoil—too many independent cultivators there created countless unpredictable elements.

At first, the powerhouses of the Three Great Gods Camps had planned to await the Earthly Ghost Emperor's emergence to seize Qitian Outer City, confront rival factions, and provoke global powers.

But after such a long wait, the Earthly Ghost Emperor showed no signs of acting.

The Netherworld Ox Demon, secluded for cultivation in Qitian City, stayed utterly still, as if entering an endless retreat.

This situation was utterly intolerable for the supreme entities of the Three Great Gods Camps.

They yearned to settle Qi Tian City swiftly, drawn by obligations to Golden Light Prefecture and Qianyuan Taoist City, to join the fray over the Third Prince Temple God's revival.

Therefore, the Three Great Gods Camps refused to wait any longer.

Tonight, they would slaughter freely, aiming to purge Qi Tian City entirely and erase every uncertainty.

Even if mighty experts from Divine Sects or Ancient Families fell, what of it?

The Three Great Gods Camps shrugged it off, utterly assured of their dominance!

Fierce sparks flickered in Fang Hanshu’s eyes as well.

"I have fully mastered the inheritance of the Heart Monkey Ancestor, although I temporarily cannot fully convert it into cultivation. If I could inherit all of the Ancestor’s cultivation, I might reach the supreme level."

Fang Hanshu stated.

Li Che tensed a bit upon hearing this, swiveling to face him: "Can you reach supreme?"

Fang Hanshu nodded.

"However, if I want to fully digest the Ancestor’s cultivation inheritance, it’s quite challenging. After all, there’s a daily limit on the strength I can accept."

"Approximately how long will it take to fully digest?"

Li Che inquired with curiosity.

Fang Hanshu lifted his hand, counting on his fingers: "A year, perhaps."

"In approximately a year, I can complete the refinement, raising my own cultivation to the supreme level."

This stemmed from Fang Hanshu possessing the Soul Capturing trait, sparing him the risk normal cultivators faced of exploding from over-refining the Ancestor’s cultivation.

Soul Capturing dreaded no such bodily rupture.

"Not bad." Li Che commended softly.

Truly impressive, since this Soul Capturing could strengthen independently, relieving Li Che of the need to destroy others to empower his followers, granting him peace of mind.

Qitian Inner City hosted three supremes, yet gauging their precise power proved tricky, as the Three Calamities Divine Tribulation defined supreme, spanning three tribulations.

Hence, Li Che had no plans to assault Qitian Inner City recklessly without guarantees...

When handling the Black Bull Demon God Venerable—a Two Calamities Demon God Venerable—Li Che schemed extensively; how could he charge blindly at a supreme?

But now, within Qitian Outer City.

Li Che no longer hid his murderous aura.

His thoughts shifted faintly.

Via the Heaven and Earth chessboard, he distinctly observed terrifying auras rising one by one outside the Ox Demon's three-opening courtyard, completely locking down the void.

Denying the Ox Demon any escape from the courtyard.

Fang Hanshu's courtyard faced the same encirclement.

Li Che eyed Fang Hanshu, who met his look, lightly caressing his fine beard with a faint smile.

As Li Che’s Soul Capturing, Fang Hanshu instantly comprehended his master's purpose for the night.

A massacre!

Precisely as the powers of the Three Great Gods Camps schemed to unleash a slaughter this night, they harbored the same intent.

"Kill, don’t hold back."

Li Che commanded Fang Hanshu.

The very next instant, he vanished completely once more, reappearing inside the Ox Demon's three-opening courtyard.

Overhead, the Heaven and Earth chessboard whirled, blocking the senses of countless powerhouses who encircled and barricaded the small courtyard from outside.

They remained utterly unaware of Li Che, while he sensed every one of them with perfect clarity.

Qi Tian City stands out uniquely, straddling Strange Que and the human realm amid profoundly thick Mysterious Fog; its Inner City mirrors Strange Que itself, enabling peak powerhouses to maneuver freely.

In Qitian Outer City, by contrast, Two Calamities Divine Tribulation Venerables can operate too, exemplified by the previous Black Bull Demon God Venerable who ruled it bearing the might of a Two Calamities entity.

Boom boom boom——

Immense pressure surged forth endlessly, rattling the whole of Qitian Outer City as the earth quaked, seemingly ready to split open!

Beyond the courtyard housing the Netherworld Ox Demon.

Breath upon breath rocketed upward like luminous rays, smashing through the dark clouds heavy with snowstorms.

In Qitian Outer City, the cultivators who had flocked from across the globe and now found themselves sealed within its bounds felt their hearts shudder in that moment, an icy dread stabbing straight to their marrow.