As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1909 - 491: With Courage Unyielding, the Taibai Sword; Roaring to the Heavens, Drinking the Blood of Sins—The Hunt Begins

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Li Che chose to hunt the Sky Wolf Demon God Supreme for the immense benefits it would bring to his cultivation. Before taking on the Supreme, he tempered his body using the power of the Tao Tribulation and a Divine Medicine Martial Pill, successfully guiding the sixth Qimen Immortal Seed and completing the transformation of his sword technique to an Immortal Seed Martial Art.

The physical body's tempering is another form of refinement, a process Li Che readily embraces.

The forging of the Martial Immortal Golden Body is of utmost importance, a critical stage in the cultivation path toward the Human Immortal Realm of Martial Arts!

"The next step... is to enter the Qi Gate."

Li Che released a long, steadying breath.

His form blurred, transforming into a streak of brilliant sword light.

In an instant, he reappeared, positioned atop the Dominator Tower.

He sat in a cross-legged posture, the wind and clouds roaring around him, Mo Yu whistling fiercely.

The dragon coiled on his back let out a furious roar, its qi and blood surging powerfully, piercing the very heavens and causing the colors of the world to shift.

Above the dragon, eight distinct vortices materialized, swirling magnificently. Five of these vortices were as immense as the Vast Sun, and within their depths, a trace of dense, misty white airflow could be seen weaving.

This was the nascent form of Immortal Energy!

Enter!

BOOM——!!!

Li Che's entire being ignited with light!

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Xiling Road.

The setting sun blazed a fiery red, painting the earth. The intense heat scorched the sand, making the air above the gravel writhe and distort.

Crunch, crunch——

Suddenly, a pair of white boots pressed into the hot sand, causing the surface to yield with each step.

Lv Taibai, his hood drawn low, concealed his entirely silver-white hair.

Perched on his shoulder was the Sect Master's Wife, appearing like a tiny infant. She blinked her large eyes, a cute little hat also covering her face.

In the distance, silhouetted against the setting sun, a desolate, crimson city emerged—a typical sight along Xiling Road.

However, despite the heat-distorted air, the desolate city was bathed in waves of golden light, lending it an oddly cold and sinister aura. It resembled a radiant Buddha Light, yet it exuded a chilling presence.

Lv Taibai's wide sleeves billowed as he adjusted his hat against the desert wind, proceeding towards the city.

Soon, Lv Taibai passed through the cracked, blood-stained city gates and entered.

The ground within the city was not paved but consisted of sand, with piles of bones cluttering both sides, interspersed among a blackened populace.

Their eyes were vacant, yet they knelt before Buddha statues, their bodies seemingly frozen like effigies.

The moment Lv Taibai and the baby-like Sect Master's Wife stepped into the city.

Every citizen's gaze turned towards them, settling particularly on the Sect Master's Wife. Witnessing such a fresh, young life seemed to instill a flicker of vitality and luster into their numb eyes.

An old woman, her hair withered, struggled to rise. Her gaze was locked onto the Sect Master's Wife, and in a hoarse voice, she urgently implored, "Young ones, leave! Hurry!"

"This city does not welcome the young... Take the child and escape!"

The old woman's voice was raspy, bordering on frantic.

Lv Taibai regarded her with a complex expression.

His Heaven and Earth Soul expanded, blanketing the entire city. For a brief moment, a wave of complex emotions washed over him; this was a city inhabited solely by the old and infirm, desolate beyond measure, devoid of any youthful faces.

But no, within the central temple, amid the incense-laden air, a gathering of young people resided...

Suddenly.

Lv Taibai's eyes sharpened as a piercing sound split the air. A copper bowl, resonating with an eerie hum, shot directly towards the old woman's head.

If struck, this frail elder would likely meet a gruesome death, her head bursting open.

All due to her well-intentioned advice.

Lv Taibai raised his hand and flicked a finger.

A beam of sword light shot forth, deflecting the copper bowl horizontally. It tumbled onto the sand with a dull thud.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

"Benefactor, this elder slandered this city with her words. A monk speaks no falsehoods, nor rejoices in them. Therefore, this elder may descend into Hell."

"How could our city not welcome the young?"

A towering young monk strode towards them from afar. Standing at least two meters tall, he was robust and brimming with youthful vitality, a stark contrast to the aged and infirm locals.

As the monk appeared, his gaze fixed upon the Sect Master's Wife on Lv Taibai's shoulder, a noticeable gulp escaped him, as if beholding a delectable feast.

Lv Taibai let out a soft sigh. "A century has passed, and yet this city remains unchanged..."

"Little Lingyin Temple persists in its repulsive nature."

As his words concluded, the burly monk's countenance drastically shifted!

"You—!!!"

However.

The monk had barely begun to utter a single word.

His eyes burst forth in a spray of blood, as though he had witnessed something utterly forbidden.

Subsequently, the monk's head soared skyward. His once powerful body erupted, his blood qi surging, the gushing blood forming a crimson column.

To the surrounding crowd of elderly men and women who were previously worshipping, it appeared as a piercingly red spectacle.

"Hey... good..."

"Hey... good life..."

A certain old man, perhaps filled with fear or some other emotion, contorted his mouth into a wide grin and erupted in boisterous laughter, clapping his hands. Lv Taibai cast a fleeting look at the old man before letting out a gentle sigh. From the depths of his sleeve, the Taibai Sword was smoothly drawn. "Go..." "Go forth, my valiant Taibai Sword, howl and drink the blood of the wicked!" For what ultimate goal does one pursue Cultivation? Is it not all for this very moment, to revel in the sweet intoxication of vengeance? Concealed beneath his hat, Lv Taibai's eyes glinted with profound depth. There was a time when he was driven from Xiling Road like a vanquished cur, and without the protection and timely rescue of his ancestor, he might have met his demise right there. But now... He, Lv Taibai... Has returned, driven by the burning desire for retribution! Buzz—— The Taibai Sword radiated an effulgent silver glow, as if acutely sensing the fervent resolve surging within Lv Taibai.