As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1553: Qian Yuan Divine Sect Is Not the Equal Heaven Temple of Old, Eight Gates Open and Gods Dance Their Last in the Human World
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
As the air currents reversed their flow, a massive surge of ink-black clouds spiraled upward before violently rushing back down.
The Underworld Yama stood amidst this chaos, appearing like a primordial demon god hoisted between the heavens and the earth.
Li Che drew a deep breath and exhaled, discharging a fierce gust of airflow.
His dark robes had long since disintegrated into fragments, exposing a flawless and powerful physique. A black-and-white mask concealed his features, while his knee-length hair whipped wildly behind him like a dark cape.
A blazing furnace manifested at his back, and golden vapors coiled around his clenched fists.
Li Che looked up, his gaze locked intensely onto Zhao Beidou...
Meanwhile, Zhao Beidou’s eyes blazed with the light of tribulation fire, yet a deep sense of shock had taken root in his heart.
This individual... what is his true origin?!
He is not a Martial God, yet he can endure the slaughtering intent of a divine tribulation!
This person can actually withstand the crushing weight of a Divine Tribulation Cultivator’s Heaven and Earth Soul, and even launch a counterattack that forces a direct clash!
The Disaster Wheel behind Zhao Beidou shuddered and flickered incessantly. Within the confines of this Small Cave Heaven, he was able to exert his maximum power without hesitation, free from the looming threat of the Power of Three Disasters and Nine Tribulations.
However, despite unleashing his full strength, he had failed to obliterate the Netherworld Ox Demon and the Underworld Yama as he had intended.
On the contrary, they had successfully held him back!
"Good! Good! Good!"
Zhao Beidou shouted the word three times, each exclamation vibrating through the void, becoming more booming and majestic as it echoed toward the heavens!
How could he, a prestigious divine tribulation being, fail to slay a mere Martial Saint?!
Today, he was determined to execute this Underworld Yama and wipe out every villain associated with the Underworld!
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Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Disorder gripped the imperial camp as chaotic winds howled through the area.
Commanders arrived one after another, their armor clattering as they landed near Xie Yushen. The State Preceptor’s body was currently bathed in a golden hue, making him look as though he were fused with the Will of Heaven and Earth.
Xie Yushen projected an aura of immense grandeur as he stood atop the Luck Golden Lotus.
"State Preceptor!"
"It is a relief to see that the State Preceptor is unharmed!"
"Those despicable Underworld traitors deserve nothing but death! It is fortunate that the State Preceptor is shielded by the National Fortune and blessed with Qi Fortune, making him immune to such tribulations!"
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The commanders spoke with voices like rolling thunder, their hearts finally settling. Cold sweat had previously drenched their backs.
If the lead commander of this sect-destroying campaign had been successfully assassinated, the responsibility would have fallen squarely on their shoulders.
A cheerful smile touched Gu Qianchi’s gaunt face when he saw that Xie Yushen was safe.
He turned his attention toward the terrifying mushroom cloud created by the explosion, which he had suppressed with layers of Sword Qi. Intense heat still radiated from within the blast zone.
This specific weapon of war was truly frightening.
Had he not been there to intervene, allowing that massive device to strike the army, at least half of the imperial forces would have been decimated, and their morale would have shattered completely.
He shook his head slightly, now fully acknowledging the tenacity and mysterious nature of the Underworld.
The situation was especially dire now that the Underworld, already a difficult foe, had joined forces with the enigmatic Hunting God Pavilion.
The Hunting God Pavilion was a force of equal mystery and power.
When the Strange Temple first manifested in the world, the Hunting God Pavilion was already present, possessing a history perhaps even more shrouded than that of the Underworld.
This was because...
Gu Qianchi was aware that the true territory of the Hunting God Pavilion lay within the Strange Que.
Inside the Strange Que, which represented the various origins of the All Gods Camp, God Hunter Killers from the Hunting God Pavilion were always found lurking.
Whether it was the [Black Sumeru] Spirit Mountain, the [Dark Heavenly Court] Thirty-Three Heavens, the [Deceit Demon Cave] Ten Thousand Rivers, or the [Prison Lotus] Prison Lake...
There was no doubt that the Hunting God Pavilion was an ancient and formidable power.
Gu Qianchi felt a deep sense of caution in his heart.
As for the Underworld...
While the Underworld had displayed a variety of strange and endless tricks, they had yet to reveal the combat strength of a Divine Tribulation, a Martial God, or the power of the God Realm. Thus, they were not yet enough to truly terrify Gu Qianchi.
Gu Qianchi descended slowly, his heart feeling significantly unburdened.
His gaze grew more intense as he watched Xie Yushen gradually pull back the power of the Luck Golden Lotus.
The Emperor’s trust in Xie Yushen was absolute, even permitting him to manipulate the Dajing Destiny at his own discretion.
"Cough cough cough..."
As the Luck Golden Lotus was retracted, Xie Yushen’s face turned deathly pale. His aura weakened drastically, appearing as if he might collapse at any moment.
"State Preceptor, you must prioritize your health. Even though the Luck Golden Lotus grants incredible power, your physical form is too fragile to sustain its weight. It is draining your Essence, Qi, and Spirit..."
Gu Qianchi cautioned him.
Xie Yushen breathed heavily, his face grim. "The Underworld is truly formidable. Without the protection of Qi Fortune, I fear I would be dead today..."
"Despite such a powerful assassination attempt, this old man still holds the advantage."
Gu Qianchi had to agree with that statement; a mortal who could wield the Qi Fortune of Dajing was indeed a rare individual.
Ning Caisen, Gu Cheng, and Grandmaster Huang Mei also made their descent.
Huang Mei’s eyes shifted toward Xie Yushen, his heart stirring. When their eyes met, both men shared a subtle, knowing smile.
Through that look, they confirmed it: Soul Capturing recognizes Soul Capturing!
They were both on the same side!
"State Preceptor, should we... should we pull back the troops?"
A commander asked with a solemn face, his armor clanking as he clasped his fists in a salute.
"Withdraw the troops?!"
"If we retreat now, they will think the Imperial Court is scared of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect. We will remain stationed here, maintaining the standoff for several more days..."
"Is the Old Dragon God of the Dragon God Lineage not on his way?"
"Why should we retreat? We hold the advantage!"
"Once the Old Dragon God arrives, we may be able to break Qianyuan Taoist City. And if we still cannot breach the city by then..."
Xie Yushen’s face was as white as paper. He closed his eyes and shook his head. "Then, to preserve the dignity of the court, we shall simply move our target to a different Divine Sect instead..."