As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1638: Three Thousand Years of Rising and Falling, Sending Off the Dragon Emperor; No More Soul Capturing—Ink Splashes, Ten Fiendish Dragon Gods Return [Monthly Ti...
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Gazing rearward, brushing everything aside.
Far off in the horizon.
The Underworld Yama hovered suspended in the sky, his garments ripped apart, exposing gleaming golden body and blood, while the dark poison pill at his back kept ejecting dense mists.
It was no surprise that the Imperial Court's initial assault on the Qian Yuan Divine Sect had ended in failure.
This Underworld...
Proved to be exceptional, genuinely formidable.
The Old Dragon God let out a heavy sigh, a resolve forming in his mind; subduing the Qian Yuan Divine Sect... appeared increasingly challenging now.
With the added treachery from the Dragon God Crown Prince and Dragon Son, he decided to shelve the plan to capture Qianyuan Taoist City for the time being.
His intention was to head toward Qi Tian City, grasping that final opportunity!
Should he claim that chance...
He would rise again!
Found a fresh ancestral ground for the Dragon God Lineage!
All inhabitants of Qianyuan Taoist City...
Had to perish!
Poof—!!!
All of a sudden, the Old Dragon God's mane bristled!
For his Dragon Claw burst open without warning, revealing Zhao Beidou, who clung to life, somehow gripping a lengthy sword ablaze with White Netherworld Tribulation Fire...
Savagely thrusting into his torso, the spot already wounded by the Dragon God Crown Prince's strike...
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire blazed right inside his core, detonating with a thunderous blast!
"You——!!!"
"Poof—!!!"
This abrupt twist unfolded with blinding speed!
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, that calamitous force, had silently invaded his core, then detonated in an instant!
Despite the Old Dragon God's cultivation surpassing Zhao Beidou's by one tribulation, he couldn't endure the resulting blast!
The Old Dragon God's core, previously run through by the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword and left vulnerable, was utterly burned to nothingness...
The Old Dragon God's gaze bulged, staring in disbelief at Yun Shen and Zhao Beidou cradled in his grasp!
Yun Shen's form glowed with radiant Power of Destiny, a golden Luck Golden Lotus wrapped around the Old Dragon God, exerting that singular crushing weight of fate...
At the same time, Zhao Beidou pulled back the sword of White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, aiming to cleave at his throat!
Treachery...
Yet another betrayal!
This realm...
Lacked any true loyalty?!
How come?!
How could the State Preceptor and Zhao Beidou... conspire to slay him?!
The Old Dragon God sank into utter quiet, sensing the world's profound hostility, which felt even more intense than the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations from the Heaven and Earth Will.
Boom—!!!
At the rear of the Underworld Yama, the poison pill whirled once more, unleashing the seventh black aura poisonous dragon in a twisting surge, bellowing across the lands.
The Old Dragon God snapped alert, a dreadful presence bursting forth, even as much of his frame lay in ruins, with White Netherworld Tribulation Fire raging inside.
In that instant, he appeared to regain his strength, reverting to peak condition!
His Dragon Claw lashed out viciously, shattering Yun Shen's Luck Golden Lotus without resistance, and reducing the figure to dust beneath the claw...
Yet Zhao Beidou, being a Divine Tribulation Cultivator at the One Disaster One Tribulation Realm after all.
In prime form, he managed to endure a strike from the Old Dragon God.
Zhao Beidou, tumbling to the earth, launched skyward once again, undaunted by peril, his disaster wheel fully mended behind him though cracked throughout, battling with utmost fury!
Boom—!!!
The poison pill rotated anew, reaching eight cycles, as eight black aura poisonous dragons traversed the skies!
The Underworld Yama lingered coldly aloft.
He lifted his hand, fingers curved like talons, transforming instantly into five Divine Spears.
In another location.
The Old Dragon God hacked up blood repeatedly, Dragon Blood spraying everywhere, yet his battle fervor burned wildly, a fierce will to survive driving him to clash desperately with the dauntless Zhao Beidou.
Bang—!!!
Zhao Beidou burst apart with a furious cry!
The Old Dragon God smirked, slamming into the soil, his blood forming a deep crater.
But his mocking didn't endure beyond a few heartbeats.
Off in the distance, the scattered remains of Zhao Beidou and Yun Shen started to reform gradually amid the warped black aura.
Positioned remotely, they stared at him with spectral gazes.
Those looks...
Like malevolent spirits and restless souls freed from the gates of Hell!
Far away, the Dragon God Crown Prince, Dragon Sons, and Grandsons fixed him with eyes like phantoms too.
At that point, the Old Dragon God's mane rose again...
He appeared to grasp it.
Grasped the reason for their stab in the back.
For...
They had all perished!
Boom——!!!
The Old Dragon God jerked his head up abruptly and witnessed the Rising Dragon Pill behind the Underworld Yama finishing its ninth spin.
In a flash——
The ninth black Poison Dragon burst forth aggressively!
The Old Dragon God sensed his veins turning to ice.
And under the black-and-white mask of the Underworld Yama, his gaze flared with violet light.
Violet blazes danced from his fingertips!
A horrifying aura of disaster and tribulation swelled like crumbling peaks and raging oceans!
Simultaneously.
Xie Yushen, Zhao Beidou, the Dragon God Crown Prince, and the others erupted in frenzied joy.
"Welcome, Ghost Emperor!"
Ghost Emperor?!
Visible then, the Underworld Yama pressed the fearsome Tribulation Fire upon his crown, and right away...
Violet fire rocketed upward, dyeing the whole domain in purple.
The Golden Skull blazed intensely under the violet inferno.
His stare unleashed an overwhelmingly dread presence.
The Old Dragon God spewed a gush of fresh blood, detecting the immensely fearsome might of disaster and tribulation radiating from the foe...
The Ancestor Dragon Tribulation inside the Dragon Emperor Pearl quivered...
Evidently, the enemy's disaster and tribulation power outranked his own Ancestor Dragon Tribulation.
The Old Dragon God's golden locks dulled, shifting back to ashen white...
From his form, nine Poison Dragons erupted, resembling nine Divine Spears, skewering through his own flesh and blood in a heartbeat.
Initially, the Old Dragon God raged in shock, then exhaled in resignation, ultimately yielding...
Each stride plotted...
Every action a trap.
In the close...
The Underworld had indeed summoned God Realm masters.
While he...
Hung by a thread.
"My Dragon God Clan... is doomed!"
The Old Dragon God raised his gaze, tears flowing freely.
"I, Ao Jia, have braved the storms for three thousand years... Yet in the end, I fail to preserve the lineage."
The Old Dragon God shook his head with a wry grin, and the instant after, he bellowed toward the firmament. His frame, restrained by the Nine Revolutions Rising Dragon Pill, disintegrated segment by segment!
The Dragon Emperor Pearl at his back detonated, and the Ancestor Dragon Tribulation faded into nothingness.
Meanwhile, the Old Dragon God shifted into his True Dragon Body, coiling and ascending to the clouds!
Stretching to spans of hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of feet!
Thundering a roar, infused with the poison pill's might from the Rising Dragon Pill, he barreled toward the Underworld Ghost Emperor.
Nevertheless...
The Underworld Ghost Emperor balled his five fingers, spawning eight dreadful purple vortices that whirled into existence.
A colossal Purple Fire Dragon Elephant loomed massively!
Enormous elephant feet pounded down with terror!
Poom——!!!
The Old Dragon God's entire wrathful, maximum-powered form shattered piece by piece while airborne!
Boom——!!!
A cataclysmic blast, fragments of dragon tissue scattered everywhere, immense energies whipped up a savage vortex, and a Poison Dragon Bone leaking ominous black mist slammed into the soil of Mo City Fengdu.
The skies and lands descended into eerie hush, all of Mo City Fengdu wrapped in stillness, save for the patter of blood rain falling without end.
Xie Yushen and Zhao Beidou observed the scene with intricate expressions.
While the Dragon God Crown Prince and three Dragon Sons dropped to their knees abruptly...
Silent tears marked the path over the Old Dragon God, who battled for his kin right to the last.
This Dragon God Lineage...
The genuine Dragon Emperor!
"Farewell, my emperor!"
...
Li Che was cloaked in the purple Tao Tribulation Fire, evolving into the Ghost Emperor whose skeletal eyes scanned with gloom.
Observing the crumpled remains of the Old Dragon God with chill detachment.
On this occasion, he opted against Soul Capturing.
For the Old Dragon God, other intentions brewed.
Instead...
He gradually extended his arms.
Behind him, a vast scroll rolled out with a booming rumble!
Dao Guide——
Ten Vicious Brushwork.
The first vicious, repositioned!