As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1688: Ji Moli Reduced to Plaything by the Warring Heroes—Don’t Disturb My Poison Dao Research
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Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Howling gales tore through the heavens and earth, resembling the fury of the rampaging Gang Wind, brimming with razor-edged slicing force that sent chills through the skin, as though the entire body might be torn asunder.
Luoyun City, scarred by a massive clash, now lay in partial devastation.
Its city gates had vanished long ago, reduced to nothingness, with only rubble-strewn ground remaining. The clash between the two worldly manifestations of Temple Gods unleashed destruction on a grand scale.
Boom—!!!
A deafening blast erupted without warning, drowning out even the thunderous roar from the Divine Tribulation's arrival in that instant.
The sky seemed to press down heavily, unleashing a crushing, breathless weight that swept over everything relentlessly.
Ji Moli's armor rattled loudly as he donned the Mysterious Black Armor, radiating a shadowy gleam. His five fingers clenched the umbrella gun with savage intensity, unleashing a surge of pure, supreme power that hurled the two Temple Gods backward.
The Temple Gods, born from Yun E and Zhou Peng, wielded unmatched might, and despite their current fatigue and depletion, they ranked among the pinnacle beings of the current era.
Ji Moli angled the umbrella gun downward, positioned over Zhou Chiguo's remains amid the wreckage.
A boundless, sinister black vortex of Death Aura kept erupting forth, surging wildly, twisting, and churning with ferocity.
Even the atmosphere appeared to wail in agony under the crushing burden.
It felt like the vast Tianhe River had been severed and unleashed endlessly, with potent Divinity and Death Qi swirling around Ji Moli, whipping up a tempest of unyielding chaos that battered everything in sight, intent on obliterating all nearby!
Ji Moli's presence intensified into something ever more horrifying.
Li Che cradled Xi Xi in his embrace, hovering in the air, his ink-black robe billowing noisily while his dark, lustrous hair lashed about in the void.
"Have you broken through to the Divine Tribulation?"
A subtle golden mist flickered in Li Che’s gaze, and though he noted the leap in Ji Moli’s strength, it didn’t shock him much.
Lv Taibai had managed to force his way into the Divine Tribulation amid crushing strain, so Ji Moli... after losing his incarnation, likely felt the peril keenly. Such dire pressure could well propel him into Divine Tribulation with solid odds.
Achieving the breakthrough at this point fell squarely within Li Che’s anticipated range.
Yet, certain aspects still caught Li Che off guard, like the blatant Death Qi enveloping Ji Moli!
This surging, fearsome Death Qi laid bare his allegiance to the world, proclaiming that Ji Moli had allied with the Corpse God Cult!
And the Corpse God Cult stood as a renegade faction against Great Vista!
Defying Great Vista and brazenly hoisting the banner of revolt marked it as a power forbidden by Great Vista.
The Emperor had sent Ji Moli to Jiangnan Dao to crush the Corpse God Cult, but in the end... Ji Moli had turned the suppression on himself, rising to a key position within the Corpse God Cult?
Evidently, in the realm of Jiangnan Dao, Ji Moli commanded his own turf, bolstered by his advance to Divine Tribulation.
Thus, Ji Moli's approach grew bolder and more overbearing by the moment.
Coldness crept into Li Che’s eyes.
He harbored no fondness whatsoever for the Corpse God Cult.
The twin peaks that once loomed over Li Che were the Corpse God Cult and Ji Moli, with the reigning Emperor now joining their ranks.
Still, those initial two weighed on him with suffocating force.
Hence, Ji Moli had to perish, and the Corpse God Cult... had to be eradicated utterly!
Ji Moli positioned himself at the heart of the Death Qi maelstrom.
His armor clinked steadily, his dark cloak billowed without cease, and his gaze fixed unyieldingly on Li Che.
"Li Che?"
Ji Moli’s stare remained impassive, devoid of any sentiment.
"Perfect timing—you and your daughter are both present, so we’ll settle this all at once."
No needless words.
To Ji Moli, Li Che and Xi Xi had thrown his schemes into disarray far too often.
The grudge between them required no further talk.
Besides, Ji Moli distinctly felt a seething murderous aura radiating from Li Che, who clutched Xi Xi close.
This famed upright and forthright Divine Sculpture Master displayed a killing intent today that burned far too fiercely.
Yet Ji Moli couldn’t fathom why Li Che directed such hostility at him, a figure in the Divine Tribulation Realm.
Did he believe he could slay a Divine Tribulation expert?!
Freshly ascended to the Divine Tribulation Realm, Ji Moli brimmed with unshakeable assurance in his prowess.
Though Li Che might shine as a prodigious talent, outstripping many in the Divine Sculpture Domain.
Ji Moli dismissed it entirely.
For he had reached Divine Tribulation.
Capable of dominating all foes!
Entering the Divine Tribulation Realm elevated him to the elite among global powerhouses.
He paid no heed to Li Che’s supposed Underworld Horse Face role; unless Li Che attained Divine Tribulation...
He posed no real threat.
A single command to "kill" would do!
Jiangnan Dao... this was his realm!
Boom—!
With a mere flicker of intent from Ji Moli, the Heaven and Earth Soul burst forth abruptly, unleashing a colossal pressure that bore down on Li Che’s form.
"Underworld Horse Face?"
"You show up solo... and dare to bare such killing intent?"
"Such hubris!"
"Do you fancy yourself the Underworld Yama?"
Ji Moli uttered coolly, his words thundering like explosive claps.
His arm muscles flexed, dark Blood Qi and Death Qi churned tumultuously, as his umbrella gun twisted and lunged forward, ripping a massive rift through the void in an instant.
The strike bridged distances in a flash, nearly materializing right before Li Che.
However, Li Che only offered a calm smile, utterly unperturbed.
In a heartbeat, the Heaven and Earth chessboard launched skyward, whirling and swelling swiftly to blanket a hundred miles across.