As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1630: Heavenly Poison Rising Dragon Pill, the Underworld Is Everywhere, the Old Dragon God Betrayed
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
A surge of killing intent burst forth from the Old Dragon God, with his white hair whipping about fiercely.
Xie Yushen cast a look toward the Old Dragon God, lightly fanning himself with his feather fan!
Rumble—!!!
Like a far-off peak, the pitch-black night lay enveloped in thick fog, its outlines barely visible. Snowflakes danced across the skies and ground, seemingly determined to chill the entire mortal realm to its core.
Howling gales raged on, while snow poured down in relentless sheets!
Along the Grand Canal, the waters churned and burst upward, as though a mighty trumpet blared with thunderous echoes, spreading hundreds of feet, even thousands, over the canal's expanse!
The heavy mist blanketing the river got ripped open.
One massive Black Mysterious Dragon Ship followed the next, emerging from long dormancy to stir once more, cleaving through the waves and advancing like enormous floating ice masses!
Towering high, the ship's body sliced the river apart as billows slammed into it, bursting forth in cascades resembling endless snow blankets.
The Mystic Iron Spirit Wood Warships formed the naval armada of the Da Jing Dynasty, utterly savage and daunting. For ages, the Dajing Emperor had schemed to build this fleet, readying for eventual domination over the Four Seas.Furthermore, thanks to the Da Jing Grand Ancestor's digging of the Grand Canal—stretching nearly the full length of the Great Scenery Eleven Paths—the Da Jing's powerful navy resembled an overwhelming juggernaut, impossible to halt. A single command from the emperor, and the vessels would smash through all opposition.
These savagely brutal Mystic Iron Spirit Wood Warships bore engravings of horrifying motifs on their flanks, evoking massacre, akin to vessels emerging from the Yellow Springs' Bitter Sea.
Following a month's hush, the banners unfurled once more, billowing in the stormy winds, smashing apart snow and atmosphere alike!
Boom—!
Up and down they heaved, the grand vessels shattering the oncoming waves, charging ahead with savage momentum!
Ship by ship, arrayed like a disciplined legion, they pressed along the Grand Canal, looming darkly toward Qianyuan Taoist City!
Aboard the warship.
Adorned in a Crane Robe and crowned, Xie Yushen softly fanned his feather fan, summoning a mild gust.
A spark lit up in his gaze!
At last... the moment arrives!
Per my lord's scheme, once this clash ends, the imperial forces will launch their real drive to shatter sects and topple peaks, with the aim shifting... away from Qian Yuan to the Heavenly Pill Divine Sect in Guangling Dao!
Today's assault on the Qian Yuan Divine Sect feels more like a lavish display, a performance staged especially for the Old Dragon God.
His eyes shifted to the Old Dragon God striding over the waves in front, along with the Dragon God Crown Princes, and a faint smile crept onto Xie Yushen's lips.
The Qi Fortune of the Dragon God Lineage...
He, Xie Yushen, would claim it before anyone else.
...
...
The Taibai Sect Master prepares to face the Divine Tribulation!
No longer containable, this intelligence raced outward like a raging tempest.
Divine Tribulation!
Assaulting the Divine Tribulation means facing odds of nine deaths to one survival!
Little delight showed on the faces around, replaced by heavy gravity, for piercing the Divine Tribulation proves no simple feat, with failure lurking close by.
Should it fail, the Qian Yuan Divine Sect would plunge into dire peril.
All faces bore utmost seriousness.
Feng Zhiqi released a deep sigh, his form shifting as Qi-Blood thundered within, streaking like a shooting star to alight on the walls, his dark locks thrashing about, clutching a longsword against his chest, stare locked on the profound darkness.
A piercing cry rang out, horns blared, and the packed Divine Guard Army climbed the battlements too, gripping their spears, gazes strained toward the horizon.
Bursts of fireworks streaked upward and flowered overhead, marking signal flares.
Fresh scouts fired off the signals, warning of the foe's advance. The court army, camped 800 miles distant, renewed its strike on Qianyuan Taoist City this very night!
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—
Amid shrieks tearing the air, Feng Zhiqi, Zhao Fangzhou, Ding Zi, Gongshu Jingjun, Tang Xiejia, plus other powerhouses—encompassing the Noble Families’ Martial Saints and Divine Fetuses—all vaulted skyward, their potent, hostile auras surging and unleashing.
Nearly a dozen Martial Saint Divine Embryos, comprising almost all of Qianyuan Taoist City's elite fighters, unleashed an aura that bore down harder than a full regiment of soldiers.
Over the Heavenly Dome.
Vast clouds of tribulation churned and boomed, gathering a horrifying Divine Tribulation that sent shivers through souls.
Buzz—
The Great Elder Fang Hanshu's Confucian robe billowed as he rose aloft, striding gradually across the heavens to the city walls.
The Vast River thundered and flowed wide, washing over the whole city, slowly calming the strain and worry gripping everyone's minds.
Even in Fang Hanshu's eyes, depth grew sharper: "Tonight, a massive clash looms... one tied to the Qian Yuan Divine Sect's very survival."
Not even he could predict how this fight would turn.
For he remained unsure if Lv Taibai would triumph in his breakthrough; success would bring the Qian Yuan Divine Sect extra Divine Tribulation might, offering greater odds.
The ascended Lv Taibai might hold off Gu Qianchi, while the Grandmaster stood against the Old Dragon God...
In dire need, donning the God Hunter Killer mask remained an option...
Yet he felt certain Xie Yushen hid another ace; given the man's nature over this past month, how could he lack countermeasures?
Had Zhao Beidou mended from his grave wounds?
Had Xie Yushen summoned Grandmasters from other Divine Sects?
Word was the Seven Treasures Divine Sect had yielded to the court—would its Grandmaster join the fray?
Fang Hanshu breathed out steadily.
Truly, fending off the court army's initial onslaught had already pushed the Qian Yuan Divine Sect to its limits—a genuine wonder.