As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1550: Yun Shen Returns, Qi Fortune Belongs to the Underworld—King Yan’s Great Sun Punch Battles the War God Tribulation
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Xie Yushen felt a deep resentment, cursing the fact that he hadn't achieved the Soul Capturing stage sooner!
He had sacrificed far too much over the years to bolster his Cultivation and secure his noble standing...
Rising from his humble beginnings as a weak child clad in a simple cloth robe, he had climbed step by step to the prestigious rank of National Master. Such a journey was impossible without immense sacrifice.
Coming from a poor, cloth-robed family, he yearned to see the world from the highest peaks...
To do so, he had to exert effort far beyond that of any noble scion or the "Chulongs" favored by heaven!
He had endured endless humiliation, swallowing every bit of it; to him, verbal mockery and insults were trivialities.
Back in his youth, in his desperate pursuit of Cultivation, he had begged for a chance to join the Divine Sect. He had even tolerated the ultimate disgrace of crawling between someone's legs just for a shot at greatness!
Yet, in the end, he was still tossed aside, his name forever etched upon a pillar of shame.
But now, a new realization dawned on him—the heavens and earth offered a different perspective entirely!
Xie Yushen would never forget that lofty Divine Sect. Perhaps they had long ago forgotten the insignificant boy who was mortally shamed by one of their second-generation disciples!
Xie Yushen let out a laugh, which quickly turned into a somber melancholy.
He scanned the surrounding area, his eyes landing on a patch of ground where no traces of blood or shattered flesh remained.
That was the exact location...
Where Guard Ning An had been blown to pieces.
What a tragic loss.
He was a truly loyal guard.
Xie Yushen was aware that his lord possessed the power to resurrect Ning An, but... he did not dare mention it, nor was it his place to do so.
The reason was simple...
Ning An had to perish in this conflict.
Had Ning An survived, it would have been a glaring inconsistency.
Xie Yushen had only survived because he had siphoned two portions of the Great Vista’s national destiny. By harnessing the strength of the Luck Golden Lotus, he managed to endure the onslaught of the Underworld Yama, a half-step Martial God.
However, Ning An was different...
As a mere Great Grandmaster, how could he possibly have survived such a strike?
"Rest in peace..."
Xie Yushen let out a soft, heavy sigh.
In the next breath, he raised his palm and struck his own chest.
Phoo—
A spray of golden blood erupted, staining the corner of his mouth as it trickled down.
Woosh woosh woosh woosh——
The winds of the world surged, shredding the clouds of dust and smoke from the ruins like tattered silk ribbons.
Debris and dust swirled without end.
From high above the celestial vault, several sharp, piercing gazes locked onto the scene below.
Standing atop the Luck Golden Lotus, Xie Yushen bore a shimmering divine seal upon his forehead. A massive pillar of Qi fortune descended from the heavens, bathing him in the light of the world's will.
Xie Yushen’s cloth robe snapped in the wind behind him as he lifted his chin with pride.
It was as if he were declaring his presence to the entire Qianyuan Dao City.
I, this old man, fought the Yama to a standstill!
This old me!
Is still alive!
...
...
Woosh woosh woosh——
A violent gale tore through the air, acting like a terrifying blade that cleaved through the stagnant dust!
High in the sky.
Gu Qianchi and the God Hunter Killer, Fang Hanshu, who were locked in a tense standoff, both froze. Their Heaven and Earth Dao Souls surged outward instantly, scanning the clearing dust.
The sight below was reflected clearly in their eyes!
"He survived?!"
"So it seems..."
"A failure, then..."
From behind his Star Vortex Mask, Fang Hanshu let out a faint sigh. He watched Xie Yushen, who stood with his hands clasped behind his back and his head held high, a bold, unrestrained smile playing on his lips.
A hint of disappointment flickered in Fang Hanshu’s eyes.
It appeared the mission had indeed failed.
The Underworld Yama's power was certainly formidable, but unfortunately... he had not yet reached the God Realm.
Without the power of the God Realm, trying to assassinate Xie Yushen while he was protected by the Luck Golden Lotus was an exercise in futility.
Xie Yushen was essentially invincible against anyone below the God Realm. It was already an achievement that he hadn't managed to kill the Underworld Yama; likewise, the fact that the Yama could wound Xie Yushen and escape was a testament to the Underworld's reputation.
"Since the assassination has failed... I suppose it is time for my departure as well."
He sighed softly.
Behind the Star Vortex Mask, Fang Hanshu’s robes billowed as he surged backward with such force that the very fabric of space seemed to shatter.
Gu Qianchi narrowed his eyes, his fingers tightening as Sword Qi hummed and swept forward.
However, it was merely a token gesture.
Attempting to forcibly detain a Divine Tribulation Cultivator was a monumental task. Unless he was willing to go all out and summon the Disaster Wheel, it was unlikely he could stop him.
There was no point in taking such a risk. Their previous strike on Qianyuan Dao City had already been redirected by the Divine Sculpture Half-Saint of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, nearly triggering the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations. If he revealed the Disaster Wheel now, he might not be able to hide it again.
Thus, Gu Qianchi only offered a superficial pursuit.
He watched with cold indifference as the God Hunter Killer in the Star Vortex Mask faded into the emptiness of the void.
"The Hunting God Pavilion..."
Gu Qianchi exhaled a slow breath.
He turned his attention back to the ruins, watching as the Cloth Robe National Master, Xie Yushen, began to slowly retract the Luck Golden Lotus.
He felt a wave of relief wash over him.
It was a good thing the man survived.
The Bashu Sword Pavilion had already committed to the Imperial Court’s side by accepting the amnesty. If Xie Yushen, the primary architect of that peace, were to fall now, it would be a disaster for the Sword Pavilion.
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...
Rumble——!!!
A cataclysmic explosion thundered through the entire city, which was now draped in ink-black shadows.
Dark clouds piled up miles high into the sky!
Lightning slithered like serpents amidst the roaring thunder!
Countless droplets of black rain poured down with a deafening clatter, as if the dark clouds had been ripped open, allowing the deluge to crash down unchecked.
The rain fell like sharpened spears, driven by a furious momentum, pounding against the debris and the black-tiled roofs of the dark buildings. It kicked up a misty, ink-colored shroud from the impact!
The Underworld, Mo City Fengdu!
An overwhelming pressure descended, as if a great celestial dam had burst, letting the heavenly waters flood the world without restraint.
Shockwaves and violent gusts exploded outward in every direction!
A silhouette hovered over Mo City. The ground below was already scarred with deep, terrifying fissures, and countless boulders were lifted into the air by the sheer force of invisible energy.