As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1941 - 498: How Could I Let My Daughter Draw Fire, Voluntarily Revealing Martial Immortal Li Che in the Human World [Monthly Ticket Requested]...

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Li Che abandons his post guarding the Qi Tian Inner City, drawing the attention of the two Supremes within. He plans to retrieve an item crucial to his daughter's survival, even as this action risks a chaotic revival that might draw the attention of deities.

The departure of the Earthly Ghost Emperor has left behind a palpable sense of emptiness in many hearts.

A significant number of powerful individuals felt a sudden alarm, their hearts pounding with worry.

Could it be?

Was the Ghost Emperor finally reaching his limit, destined to burn out and perish?

"Martial Immortal, my lord..."

"Our Mortal Martial Immortal has finally met his end!"

"I refuse to accept this—"

"My heart is consumed by grief; I only regret my own inadequacy. If only I were stronger, I would storm the Inner City, clash with those formidable beings from Strange Que, and shake the very heavens and earth to avenge the grievances of my Mortal Martial Immortal!"

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In Qitian Outer City.

One expert after another materialized, their eyes etched with sorrow.

Fang Hanshu also made his appearance, his Confucian robe unfurling, his refined beard fluttering in the breeze.

Li Che, maintaining his guise as the Ghost Emperor, cast a glance towards Fang Hanshu. A silent understanding passed between them with a mere nod; no further words were exchanged.

Then, Li Che moved forward, his steps steady, leaving Qitian Outer City behind.

Once beyond the city's confines, his pace accelerated exponentially, as if the very ground were being compressed beneath his feet.

Within Qi Tian City, countless Martial Artists watched with tears in their eyes. They rushed out of the city, attempting to follow the Ghost Emperor's path, but his speed was too immense. In the end, these Martial Artists could only stand on the ground, a desolate spectacle, as the Ghost Emperor vanished into the vastness of the world.

Where the Ghost Emperor had gone remained a mystery to all.

All they knew was that Qi Tian City was now left with the indelible legend of the Mortal Martial Immortal.

A legend.

This is a legend echoing through the mortal realm.

Here in Qi Tian City, with the backing of the Qitian Temple God and enduring the immense pressure from the experts of the All Gods Camp, he had forcefully overcome the most terrifying Tribulation known to heaven and earth. He fought fiercely to seize five thousand years of the human world's Martial Fortune, propelling himself into the Martial Immortal Realm.

He then sacrificed himself, burning his essence to suppress the powerful foes that the gods of Strange Que had held captive within Qitian Inner City.

And now...

The Mortal Martial Immortal had turned and departed.

Leaving behind only a legend.

Qitian Inner City.

A mysterious mist swirled, resembling intertwining ribbons of smoke drifting aimlessly.

Jialou Supreme and Supreme Xuanzhen hovered in mid-air, their formidable auras unleashed without restraint. They cast a powerful pressure, extending outward for a thousand zhang, meticulously monitoring for any minute anomaly, determined to prevent any unforeseen danger from erupting.

The fate of Sky Wolf Supreme's demise had struck them with profound shock, making them acutely aware that within Qitian Inner City, even a Supreme being was not immune to death.

To this day, neither of them had managed to decipher the exact circumstances of Sky Wolf Supreme's death.

Qitian Inner City...

There was something corrupt here!

But from where did this corrupting influence originate?!

"Has he truly left?"

"It appears his Qi and Blood are indeed on the verge of depletion. He is going to perish, seeking a place to be buried?"

Supreme Xuanzhen inquired in a low, somber tone.

Jialou Supreme's eyes held an unfathomable depth, radiating a profound Buddha Light.

"Most likely. However, it seems someone in Qitian Outer City has formed a Tao Divine Pattern and ascended to the Supreme realm. Even if the Martial Immortal has departed, the Outer City remains exceptionally perilous..."

"The Qitian Outer City cannot tolerate the existence of a Supreme. How could a newly advanced Supreme emerge there?"

"Dispatch someone to investigate."

The two Supremes exchanged these words with a chilling indifference.

Subsequently, a Great Cultivator at the One Disaster God Tribulation stage was dispatched from Qitian Inner City.

Their objective was a probing mission—to ascertain whether the Ghost Emperor had left any hidden arrangements, and simultaneously, to identify the mysterious individual who had recently broken through to the Supreme realm in the Outer City.

However—

That Great Cultivator, trembling with apprehension, ventured out of Qitian Inner City.

Just as he raised his head, his spirits momentarily buoyed, an overwhelmingly terrifying killing intent instantly descended upon him.

*Puchi!*

An exquisitely sharp Sword Qi surged forth, tearing his flesh and blood into shreds in a violent explosion!

This was the remnant of Li Che's Immortal Seed Martial Art, the [Six Desires Void Sword Technique].

After its fusion with the Tao Tribulation Power of Primordial Qiankun Battle, it formed a devastating Sword Array.

Any Cultivator below the Second Disaster Venerable level, upon stepping outside Qitian Inner City, would be ruthlessly shredded by this Sword Array.

And should a Second Disaster Venerable dare to cross the threshold...

That Supreme, Fang Hanshu, would personally intervene and eliminate them.

Supreme Xuanzhen and Jialou Supreme, witnessing the God Tribulation cultivator being reduced to a mist of blood by the rampaging Sword Qi, immediately grasped the Ghost Emperor's intentions and intricate schemes.

"That detestable wretch..."

Supreme Xuanzhen uttered a curse in a low, somber tone.

Their terrifying auras receded, and they abandoned any further attempts to dispatch experts from Qitian Inner City.

It was, after all, entirely futile.

...

...

Li Che decided against allowing the Earthly Ghost Emperor to remain stationed within Qitian Inner City.

His subsequent strategy demanded the Earthly Ghost Emperor relocate to hunt down adversaries, and through unrestrained slaughter, cultivate the ripening of the Dao Fruit.

Ancestor Dragon Island was engaged in a strategic ploy.

And the Earthly Ghost Emperor was the colossal fish they cunningly ensnared!

Buzz—

Assuming the guise of the Ghost Emperor, Li Che traversed hundreds of li on foot, disappearing into the vast expanse of mountains and rivers.

In the subsequent moment, he secured the Thunder Chess Piece and reappeared at Golden Light Peak.

He entered the Painting Immortal Avatar, which was at that very moment engaged in jovial conversation with Nan Lihuo.

Gurgle, gurgle...

Within the steaming cauldron, water vigorously boiled, causing the emerald green tea leaves to tumble and swirl.

The instant Li Che materialized, the immensely potent Martial Immortal Will of the Earthly Ghost Emperor still residing within him had not yet been fully suppressed. It surged outward like a tempest, causing the Divine Palace atop the entirety of Golden Light Peak to shudder, teetering on the brink of collapse.

Nan Lihuo, who was in the process of pouring tea for Li Che, was suddenly seized by an absolute stillness, as if his entire being had been transformed into a sculpture of ice.

His pupils constricted severely as he gazed upon Li Che with profound, unadulterated terror. What magnitude of pressure was this celestial being exerting?!

A mere wisp of its power leaking out was nearly sufficient to extinguish his breath!

Li Che... to what unfathomable realm had he ascended now?!

The former humble porter at the wood carving shop in Fei Lei City, and now... how extraordinarily high had his cultivation climbed?!

However, this formidable aura only manifested for a fleeting instant before vanishing completely, leaving no trace.

Nan Lihuo’s body and spirit found release, yet he possessed an unwavering certainty that the overwhelming sensation he had just experienced was no mere phantasm.

With a gentle smile gracing his features, Li Che shared a few more cups of tea with Nan Lihuo before rising to depart.

Nan Lihuo remained deeply engrossed in the memory of that terrifying aura, feeling as though he had stood in the presence of a genuine Immortal. That profound sensation, which caused even his soul to tremor uncontrollably, left him utterly horrified.