As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1692: Ji Moli, a Toy of Heroes, Don’t Disturb My Poison Dao Research
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He truly...
Was smashed apart by the Yama of the Underworld?!
Not by the enigmatic Ghost Emperor, a Divine Tribulation powerhouse from the Underworld, but by the Yama himself!
Ji Moli let out a furious bellow, his dark and coarse locks thrashing about wildly, his stare cold and piercing, with raging fury surging inside like endless Blood Souls wailing and howling in rage!
His presence surged upward swiftly, climbing as though reaching an entirely new height!
Confronting the Yama's punch once more.
Yet, upon the Yama's swinging fist, violet flames abruptly ignited and danced.
A choking pressure burst forth, causing Ji Moli's Netherworld Fire to quiver in fear, exploding with overwhelming might!
"You—!!!"
Ji Moli's surging presence hadn't even settled, nor had he launched his retaliation.
He got blasted away again, the Netherworld Fire enveloping him fully quelled by those violet flames!
As Ji Moli barely steadied his form, a burst of freezing cold detonated from his rear!
A sphere of frigid, bone-chilling white flame slammed viciously toward his skull!
Divine Tribulation!
Undeniably, it was Divine Tribulation!
This calamitous power!
White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, Zhao Beidou!
Bang!
The blow from the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire materialized without a sound, as if teleporting into view, before striking fiercely.
Ji Moli took the hit on his shoulder, triggering the Mysterious Black Armor to shatter with a thunderous boom!
His body soared like a severed kite string, hurtling down into Mo City's streets, skidding back for hundreds of feet until it smashed into the wall, crumbling it to pieces...
Ji Moli sensed that since stepping into this Mo City Fengdu...
He'd become nothing more than a plaything!
Amid the debris and swirling dust, Ji Moli stumbled to his feet, only for a colossal Dragon Claw to unleash a pressure that locked him in place completely.
A mighty warrior at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm?!
Ji Moli's pupils contracted sharply!
With a piercing cry, his whole frame's Netherworld Fire erupted, unveiling the Disaster Wheel at his back, which cracked open with fractures!
The newly formed Disaster Wheel, fresh to existence, now bore cracks from the assault!
By unleashing the Disaster Wheel's inner might, Ji Moli managed to fend off the claw's attack.
Still, his form was brutally swatted away, tumbling like a sphere for hundreds of feet, ricocheting from one side of Mo City to the other...
Ji Moli's armor hung in tatters, his flesh and skeleton fracturing.
He spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood.
"Heh heh..."
"The Underworld seeks to probe my depths?"
"Just you wait, I, the King... shall slaughter every one of you!"
Ji Moli gripped his umbrella gun, propping himself upright.
Overpowered...
He'd been thoroughly overpowered by the Underworld.
A Divine Tribulation cultivator, in the Underworld's grasp, reduced to a mere plaything, powerless to fight back...
Cough cough cough cough—
Ji Moli hacked up blood while staring at the hovering Underworld Yama, Zhao Beidou, and that horrifying nine-headed, winged beast!
So formidable...
The Underworld harbored such a multitude of Divine Tribulation experts!
Including even a monstrous creature at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm!
This Underworld...
Utterly horrifying!
Ji Moli's hairs rose in alarm; he understood now... he'd gravely misjudged the Underworld's strength.
Fortunately... the connection had finally been forged!
He stretched his five fingers toward the swirling Death Aura Vortex.
Gradually...
From the Death Aura Vortex's depths, eerie, demonic growls suddenly rang out!
Six warped silhouettes forced their way through the Death Aura Vortex, one by one!
"Six Venerables Great Corpse God... Arrive! Manifest! Annihilate! Massacre!"
"Tear the Underworld apart for me!"
Ji Moli spread his arms wide, his expression wild with mania and thrill.
But—
His shout halted abruptly.
For a soft, irritated voice whispered right by his ear.
"The Lord has been awaiting your reveal of these aces..."
"So, done with your yells?"
"If yes, then off you go on your way; don't disrupt my Poison Dao studies."
The words faded softly.
Then.
Ji Moli felt a keen dagger stab through his back, piercing his heart, its point jutting from his chest.
That dagger's tip...
Inky black, unmistakably laced with toxin!