As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1640: The Dragon God of the Ten Fiends Paints Over the Sea of 9 Infants, Ghost Emperor Debuts Amidst Universal Awe, Heaven and Earth Reject (2)...
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All gazes locked onto the swirling portal, eager to witness the ultimate result unfold.
Boom——!!!
In an instant.
Grandmaster Lv Qiankun, positioned in front of the Qiankun plaque, gave a faint blink.
He suddenly lifted his gaze.
Fang Hanshu, who had returned and hovered next to Lv Qiankun, felt a jolt and glanced upward as well.
The mighty Martial Saints and Divine Fetus Practitioners sensed an ominous chill creeping in.
Aboard the battleship, Ning Caisen, Gu Cheng, Gu Qianchi, and the rest turned their eyes skyward to the Heavenly Dome, shrouded now in dark clouds!
Yet...
Their eyes widened in shock.
High above the dome, boundless crimson glow burst forth without warning.
The whole realm quivered violently right then.
Those dark clouds ripped open, revealing a shadowy blood-red Divine Dragon twisting wildly in the emptiness, thrashing about before parting its massive jaws in a defiant bellow—a piercing Dragon’s Chant!
The Dragon’s Chant echoed across the skies and lands, sending every creature in the hills and waters into sheer panic at that very instant.
Even the cultivators and troops from Qianyuan Dao City alongside the imperial forces experienced a deep unease, like a monstrous horror from their inner depths awakening with a roar that made their very spirits tremble.
The crimson dragon silhouette twisted upward through the lofty heavens, then with a furious cry, it surged toward the edge of the dark clouds, as though ripping through the divide of heaven and earth, charging into the Nine Skies to confront the chaos of doom and ordeal!
But still.
In the end, failure gripped it; the blood-red dragon form ascended three thousand feet before shattering, dyeing the vast sky in scarlet hues in a flash.
Swish swish——
Snowflakes drifting down turned red, infused with a heavy metallic tang of blood.
Within the blood-tinged snow, vivid red droplets mingled as rain.
Crimson downpour cascaded, a freakish sign from the heavens!
A divine tribulation descended upon the world!
Rumble——!!!
Malevolent blood-red lightning cracked open far above, resembling a elongated crimson sword slashing the firmament and exposing raw, red viscera!
Heavenly omens unleashed!
The entire Lingnan Circuit shook as if alive, stretching over vast hundreds and thousands of miles, with the Grand Canal's waters boiling in waves, and bloody rain scattering everywhere, evoking a sense of catastrophe reclaiming the skies, pressing down on all with crushing dread!
Beyond Lingnan Circuit, where the Grand Canal met the borders of Guangling Dao.
Waters exploded toward the heavens!
The river's current burst repeatedly, as one figure after another rose from the Grand Canal, planting feet on the heaving waves, their forms quaking without control.
"Ah ah ah——"
"Dragon Emperor! Our clan's Dragon Emperor... has fallen!"
These emerging shapes bore horns upon their heads, all members of the Dragon God Lineage's cultivators.
Right now, beholding the blood rain phenomenon blooming over the celestial vault and the tribulation's might surging back to the skies, tears flowed freely down their cheeks, and they dropped to their knees upon the water.
Howling in grief and sobbing loudly.
The Dragon Emperor lay dead.
Doom loomed inescapably over the Dragon God Lineage!
...
...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——
Gale-force winds howled ferociously, akin to furious torrents from the Netherworld’s Yellow Springs, laced with a bone-chilling frost that pierced straight to the soul.
Time itself halted and hardened into stillness precisely then.
Mo City, Fengdu.
Across the whole of Mo City, relentless rains hammered down without cease, floods rushed through cracked earth, and the descending black droplets appeared to smother the toxic fumes from the Poison Pill.
Scorching blaze radiated outward, violet fires warped and leaped, turning the plunging black rain into vapor that inverted skyward like rising mists.
Li Che stood with the Primordial Dragon-Elephant Flame hovering over him, a golden cranium manifesting like eternal ghostly flames dancing.
Below, colossal dragon skeletons crashed down with immense weight, as if each carried millions of pounds, denting the ground deeply on contact.
Li Che's gaze held profound depths.
At his back, the Dao Guide of the Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting gradually revealed the Ten Fierce Brushwork.
Curiosity stirred in Li Che about what savage beast this Dao Guide might summon after devouring an Old Dragon God at the Divine Tribulation Realm.
Li Che had yet to employ this Dao Guide; before, even the Dragon God Crown Prince might have sufficed, yet he deemed it wasteful to spend a slot on the Ten Fierce for someone not even at Divine Tribulation.
At last, this One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm Old Dragon God just qualified.
"Ten Fierce Brushwork!"
"Return to position!"
Li Che spread his arms wide, instantly setting the dragon bones into furious tremors, after which the gigantic skeletal remains dissolved as if into ink, fading piece by piece until they became pure black liquid.
"Roar——!!!"
A horrifying Dragon’s Chant pierced the clouds, as an ink whirlpool spun wildly in the firmament, like soul-binding chains crumbling away bit by bit!
The inky Old Dragon God’s presence surged higher and higher, while the Dao Guide scroll behind Li Che whipped about with force.
Next, the ink-formed dragon deity lashed its tail, curling sideways into the Brushwork.
Myriad bursts of deep-black ink sprayed outward!
It felt like innumerable thunderclaps detonated all at once beyond the cloud veil.
Wind currents blasted, ink flecks scattered, and sound blasts thundered!
As though a supreme Fairy from the Painting gripped a wolf-hair brush brimming with dense ink, flinging it with wild abandon.
With Li Che's form as the core, the ink shock front ballooned outward at speed, slamming across the skies and grounds of Mo City in every direction.
Shattering the ink-laden rains filling the air!
In the midst of the ink sprays, a surging demonic force rippled everywhere, endlessly tearing and swelling!
Swish swish swish——
Suddenly, a shadowy ink dragon bolted from the scroll in haste, seeming desperate to escape.