As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1591: The Martial Immortal Golden Body Bears 8 Qi Men Explosive Seeds, Survives to Face the First Divine Tribulation Soul Capturing with Loyalty...
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Become a part of the Underworld?
To taste eternal life and never face the end?
Xie Yushen spoke with a feverish intensity, his voice trembling with an irrepressible excitement that bordered on religious devotion.
A primal chill surged through Zhao Beidou, making his hair stand on end as a freezing sensation pierced his very soul, trapping him in its grip!
"State Preceptor!"
"Just what are you..."
"Saying?!"
Spinning around, Zhao Beidou stared at the Luck Golden Lotus that was blooming in his immediate vicinity!
That was the Power of Destiny itself...
Had Xie Yushen truly dared to strike against him?
What in the world was happening?!
Despite being a Divine Tribulation Cultivator with vast experience, Zhao Beidou felt his mind spiraling into total disorder.
It had never crossed his mind that State Preceptor Xie Yushen would turn on him, especially using the Luck Golden Lotus for an immediate ambush!
The man was a lunatic!
Furthermore, was Xie Yushen not gravely wounded? He was supposed to be reeling from the backlash of manifesting the Luck Golden Lotus earlier...
How could he even think of wielding it in such a battered state?
Was he not seeking his own demise?!
Yet, what truly horrified Zhao Beidou were the words the State Preceptor had just uttered. Could the high official of a sovereign nation truly speak of such things?
Should he even be capable of it?
Joining the Underworld?!
Zhao Beidou felt his scalp go numb, his frame shuddering as if he had stumbled upon a world-shattering secret.
State Preceptor Xie Yushen...
Was he actually an operative of the Underworld?!
Hold on!
Why would Xie Yushen choose this specific moment to drop his facade and reveal his true colors?
Something was terribly wrong!
Suddenly, Zhao Beidou was swallowed by a sense of impending doom. The shadow of death loomed over him, feeling even more suffocating than when he had faced the final, explosive strike of the Underworld Yama!
The aura of Dao Yun surged violently from Zhao Beidou’s form.
Attempting to suppress the Luck Golden Lotus, he forced himself upright, his Daoist robes—decorated with the Dragon and Tiger—billowing fiercely in the wind.
He intended to release a massive burst of aura to signal for assistance!
Nearby was Grandmaster Gu Qianchi of the Bashu Sword Pavilion, and not far off was the Old Dragon God of the Dragon God Clan, his long-time rival.
Both were powerful Divine Tribulation Cultivators who would surely rush to investigate if they sensed such a disturbance.
With so many masters present in the imperial camp, how did Xie Yushen have the audacity to pull this?
However...
Zhao Beidou’s heart plummeted moments later.
Despite his massive display of aura, Gu Qianchi and the Old Dragon God remained completely oblivious. There was no movement from them whatsoever.
Even Grandmaster Huang Mei from the Little Lingyin Temple, stationed right by the camp's entrance, gave no sign of noticing, as if the world inside the tent was silent.
This was bad!
Zhao Beidou realized the gravity of the situation instantly.
Lifting his gaze in sheer terror, he saw that a colossal gateway had manifested behind him without a sound.
It was a void as dark as the deepest ink!
Upon it hung a plaque inscribed with two heavy, somber characters.
Fengdu!
The Underworld city of Fengdu!
This legendary city...
It had returned!
With eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, Zhao Beidou unleashed the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire from his body. The flames surged like a transformed Jiaoshe, lashing out toward Xie Yushen with desperate fury.
A thunderous boom echoed—
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire slammed into the Luck Golden Lotus. However, the lotus was intimately familiar with the Power of Tribulation.
It absorbed the impact, releasing only a resonance like the tolling of a great bell.
The Luck Golden Lotus beneath Zhao Beidou’s feet remained, its glow becoming even more suffocating.
Xie Yushen let out a soft laugh and flicked his wrist. The Luck Golden Lotus shifted its momentum, aiming to hurl Zhao Beidou directly into the dark portal.
Zhao Beidou let out a defiant snort, but before his breath had even settled.
A figure appeared out of thin air right beside Xie Yushen, his face concealed behind a black and white mask...
Yama!!!
Xie Yushen was indeed in league with the Underworld!
Curse it all!
Zhao Beidou flung his arms wide, causing the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire to detonate in every direction. He hoped to shred the tent and launch himself into the sky, using the chaos to draw the attention of Gu Qianchi and the Old Dragon God.
The Underworld Yama had returned, and that terrifying, murderous intent...
It flooded the area like a crashing tidal wave!
The Yama intended to execute him!
He had been lured into a trap!
Zhao Beidou’s expression turned hideous as he glared at the flushed face of Xie Yushen, who was now bathed in the Power of Destiny.
How could this man look so healthy? Where were his injuries?
He looked to be at the peak of his power!
"Xie Yushen!!!"
Zhao Beidou roared in fury!
He finally remembered Xie Yushen’s earlier words—the earnest pleading for him to stay, the claims that the crusade could not succeed without Zhao Beidou's presence...
It was all a ruse. Every word was a lie designed to keep him here until his death!
Zhao Beidou also realized that while the Underworld Yama must have been injured as well, the Yama’s recovery had far outpaced his own!
The mysterious Underworld clearly possessed methods to heal at an impossible speed!
It was too bizarre, too frightening!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The moment the Underworld Yama revealed himself, a soul-crushing aura smothered the tent. Boiling Qi-Blood surged like a True Dragon rising from the depths of the ocean!
Buzz—
With a single stride from the Yama, everything in the tent felt as though it were being crushed into the earth. The pressure was like a mountain falling from the heavens.
Zhao Beidou was completely wreathed in his White Netherworld Tribulation Fire!
But the Underworld Yama simply raised a foot and tapped the air in front of Zhao Beidou’s defensive stance.
The very space seemed to buckle inward before snapping back with a devastating force.
Helpless to stop it, Zhao Beidou was sent flying backward, hurtling toward the black gateway.
As he neared the portal, savage black chains whipped out, binding him and dragging him toward the dark city within the gate.