As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1695: Six-Desire Corpse God and Three Great Heavenly Kings Unite as One, Today the Heart Demon and King Ping Luan Shall Fall [Monthly Ticket Wanted]...
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The Temple Gods of the Three Heavenly Kings burst forth, their gazes filled with fury as divine might surged across the skies and lands!
A single Heavenly King bore a face of blue, another sported a face of red, while the third displayed a face of green!
This three-faced Heavenly King fused straight into the Blood Pool as well.
As a result, Ji Moli's presence skyrocketed in an instant.
At this very instant, Ji Moli sensed a power like never before surging through him, his mind stretching out without limits!
The treasures hidden in Qi Tian City now called to him with fierce hunger!
Along with that, he yearned to shatter the Underworld completely!
Black Silk coiled savagely around Ji Moli's form, encasing him like a massive chrysalis that held him tight.
Behind this cocoon, the Blood Pool surged forward in a relentless torrent.
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"Could that be... the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk?"
Beneath the Yama Mask split between black and white, Li Che's gaze shimmered with intensity.
Ji Moli had swallowed the Six Corpse Gods along with the immense Temple God essence, cultivated by his descendants within those three Divine Weapons.
In theory, no mortal frame could withstand such force without bursting apart in a catastrophic blast.
Yet against all odds, Ji Moli had called upon the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk...
A sudden realization struck Li Che: had Ji Moli's earlier scheme to dispatch Ji Haihui to Golden Light Prefecture, claiming the vast inheritances of the Third Prince Temple God, all been preparation for this very moment?
A scheme to consume and absorb the Temple God Power, pushing his own body beyond the limits of mere humanity?
"Daddy! That's the Chaos Silk!"
Xi Xi's eyes sparkled with dazzling light as she perched atop the city wall, shielded by the finest defenses.
Li Che, donning the Horse Face Mask, remained close beside her; father and daughter clasped hands firmly while positioned along the ramparts.
"That's right, it's the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk, and it's yours by right."
"Today, your father will take it back for you."
With a warm smile, Li Che gently stroked Xi Xi's hair.
The Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk and the Mystic Thunder Vajra Qiankun Ring stood as crucial divine artifacts for Xi Xi.
This wasn't solely due to their origin in the Third Crown Prince's collection, but because, once wielded by her, these treasures could align with the latent forces inside her body, mutually tempering and empowering one another.
Empowering her enough to endure the might of the Prison Lotus Curse.
Li Che had originally intended, once the journey to Qi Tian City concluded, to raid the Corpse God Cult's main base and seize this Chaos Silk.
However, events had shifted; such a venture looked unnecessary now.
Ji Moli's alliance with the Corpse God Cult had somehow granted him access to this Chaos Silk, and he even dared to attempt its refinement.
The Chaos Silk's energy raged with wild ferocity, a clear sign that Ji Moli had twisted it through some sinister ritual.
Boom——!!!
A horrifying blast of power detonated, the divinity of the Six Desires Corpse God blending into a unified whole, followed by a vast outburst of Buddha-like radiance and the pulsing essence of the Temple God.
The Chaos Silk shattered apart, reshaping into a towering black dragon that thrashed ferociously through the heavens and earth!
The very air over Mo City appeared to halt in stunned silence!
Even the ink-hued raindrops cascading from above turned rigid, locked in place.
As though time itself had paused in a mere fraction of a breath!
Boom——!
Waves of energy rolled outward like an unstoppable tidal surge, distorting the fabric of space and rippling far and wide in every direction.
Underneath the Chaos Silk, Ji Moli's sturdy, muscular build pulsed with renewed vitality, undergoing a total metamorphosis.
Four heads now protruded in a square formation from his neck.
The additional three visages gleamed green, red, and blue—the mark of the Three-faced Heavenly King—while six eyes gleamed across his powerful torso, captivating like they could ensnare the very spirits of men.
His skin gleamed black as polished obsidian, etched with intricate Curse Corpse Divine Patterns; the pupils swirled with hook jades encircling them, radiating a sinister vibe.
Across Ji Moli's four heads, a range of fierce expressions twisted.
His presence climbed higher and higher, shattering past all previous heights in this breakthrough of ultimate transcendence.
Climbing, surging onward, it ripped through the confines of the One Disaster One Tribulation Realm, surging into the domain of One Disaster and Two Tribulations, even cresting at the peak of One Disaster and Two Tribulations!
The intensity of his aura hovered perilously close to One Disaster Three Tribulations, needing just the slightest push.
With the Six Desires Divinity combined alongside the will of the Three Heavenly Kings Temple God, Ji Moli now wielded a might beyond anything he'd known.
Ji Moli's dark locks whipped about in frenzy as he tilted his head skyward, his gaze deep and shadowy.
Decades of schemes, endless years of careful plots, and now today...
He had finally claimed a monumental surge in his power.
And this marked only the start; as he grew accustomed to the forces coursing through his flesh, his battle prowess could very well touch the heights of One Disaster and Three Tribulations!
Should his cultivation genuinely ascend to One Disaster and Three Tribulations, Ji Moli felt certain he could reshape the entire Great Vista into his personal domain!
Claim that Ji Moli couldn't sow disorder across this realm?
Who would dare utter such nonsense?!
The Great Supervising Minister? National Master Xie Yushen?
They held no power over him!
Only Ji Moli could dictate his own destiny!
Visions flickered in Ji Moli's eyes, memories from his youth: snow blanketing the world as he huddled as a ragged beggar, fighting wild dogs for scraps, clinging to life amid the vast heavens and earth.
He had sworn back then to plunge the realm into turmoil, to claim the throne and rule as emperor, ensuring no soul ever knew poverty or starvation again!
Having endured it himself, he would allow it no more.
From that resolve, he toiled relentlessly toward his grand ambition.
Enlisting in the ranks, studying fiercely, drawing on provided cultivation aids, he forged himself stronger, rising steadily through the military's layers.
Yet the path proved brutally arduous; even with his sharp talent in the forces, upward progress eluded him, crushed down by countless barriers—offspring of high generals, kin of the powerful.