As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1750: The Divine Monkey Makes a Dazzling Entrance at Qitian Temple; Temple God Resonance—Three Knocks atop the Monkey’s Head

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Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
Dark clouds gather above Qi Tian City as thunder rumbles and mysterious fog surges from the earth, signaling the awakening of the Qitian Temple God after five centuries. Bound by heavy chains, the god's roars shake the heavens, drawing the attention of cultivators from across the world. In his courtyard, Li Che feels his artifacts—the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod, fragmented Qitian Mask, and Qimen Divine Seed—resonate with the surging power, stirring memories of his past life and his unspoken longing to return home. With resolve, he dons the Divine Monkey Mask, golden fur coming alive as the Underworld Divine Monkey manifests amid the chaos.

Yet, inside Qi Tian City, a thick and ghostly fog surged and churned with intense ferocity.

This enigmatic fog blanketed the whole of Qi Tian City, blocking every line of sight inside the metropolis.

Even the three city gates protected by Demon Gods turned hazy in an instant.

The cultivators who tried to challenge the Demon Gods and Demon Kings but got defeated, those held back outside the city by the demon race of Qi Tian City, all displayed expressions of deep regret.

No opportunity left now...

What a shame!

The Temple God Resonance of Qi Tian City had commenced, and at this point, they really stood no chance at all.

Following moments of hesitation and uncertainty, they had utterly missed the window to access Qi Tian City and join the Temple God Resonance; the Qitian Temple’s inheritance would now have zero connection to them.

Of course, certain Divine Tribulation cultivators who failed at the city gates felt intense bitterness and sorrow.

The eerie fog from the Strange Que continued to expand, forcing these cultivators clustered beyond Qi Tian City to fall back further away.

For, if caught in the ghostly fog of the Strange Que, nobody could predict the dire consequences that might unfold.

Not even those in the Divine Tribulation Realm wanted to get pulled into such peril.

Inside Qi Tian City.

The instant Qi Tian City trembled and the ghostly fog rose, every person responded swiftly.

Numerous cultivators from the Da Jing Dynasty, under Ye Pengju's lead, wore shifting looks on their faces.

The Purple Mansion Divine Sect, the Southern Sea Bamboo Forest, along with other sects, plus ancestor figures from various Ancient Families, all rose to their feet suddenly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

Amid the ghostly mist, silhouettes departed their own courtyards, striding onto the broad, square-like main avenue of Qi Tian City.

Every one of them radiated sacred light, weaving through the ghostly mist, advancing toward the Inner City of Qi Tian City.

Their cultivation levels were formidable; regardless of Qi Tian City's immense size, it took merely seconds for these mighty individuals to traverse it.

Under the soaring walls of Qi Tian City's Inner City, a throng had assembled.

There stood Da Jing cultivators, Da Li Royal Court cultivators, Wushen Mountain cultivators, monks from the Western Regions Buddha Land, and even demons from the Ten Thousand Rivers.

Among them, the Black Bull Demon God Venerable commanded twelve Demon Gods, their presence utterly dominating. The aura they unleashed resembled that of a supreme Great Demon awakening, solidifying the nearby space and making others shudder, barely able to draw breath.

On the Da Jing side, guided by Ye Pengju and Wang Kui, they had all pushed to the Martial God Realm in this age of fierce rivalry, battling fiercely for the Qitian inheritance.

Yet, they weren't the core strength of the Da Jing Dynasty. Da Jing's real pillar was an ancestor, a surviving former emperor whose cultivation hit the One Disaster and Three Tribulations Realm: Lv Wen Chang!

From the Purple Mansion Divine Sect arrived Sect Master Zhang Wuji, and by now, Zhang Wuji had clearly entered the Divine Tribulation Realm, his presence so potent it eclipsed even Martial Gods like Ye Pengju and Wang Kui.

Present too were the Grandmasters from the Southern Sea Bamboo Forest, Seven Treasures Divine Sect, Haoran Academy, and additional sects.

Beyond the Divine Sects, the Ancient Families of Da Jing included: the Gongshu Family, Ji Family, Yue Family, the Huang Family of Xiling Road, and the Fang Family of Jiangnan Dao...

Those from Wushen Mountain appeared as figures draped in white robes, since Wushen Mountain's robes were white, mirroring the hue of snowy peaks.

Wushen Mountain was itself an eternally snow-capped peak, so visitors from the frozen heights naturally preferred snow's color.

The lead figure's aura proved immeasurable; during the initial breach of the city gate, this individual merely pointed a finger, pinning the guarding Jade Horned Rhinoceros Demon God to the wall and nearly slaying him with a single thrust.

This demonstrated the individual's terrifying might.

Truly, a vast array of powerhouses had converged before Qi Tian City's Inner City.

The area in front of Qi Tian City's Inner City appeared warped and indistinct.

All the mighty beings in Qi Tian City had rushed here, drawn by the eagerly awaited Temple God Resonance and the authentic legacy of Qitian Temple!

Lv Taibai, Lv Qiankun, and Fang Hanshu had also shown up, standing for the Divine Sects.

And among the numerous Divine Sects, the Qian Yuan Divine Sect dispatched three powerhouses, a formation that ranked top among the sects.

Suddenly.

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable narrowed his eyes, those bovine gazes sweeping the surroundings: “Where is the Underworld?”

In truth, it wasn't just the Black Bull Demon God Venerable.

Top experts from every major faction burned with curiosity about the Underworld's delegate.

The explorer of Qi Tian City had been the Netherworld Ox Demon, yet with the city quaking and the Inner City unlocking, the Underworld's envoy remained unseen.

Thus, whom would the Underworld dispatch?

Netherworld Ox Demon? King Yan? Or the Ghost Emperor?

Logically, only these three could vie for it, correct?

Suddenly.

Everyone detected a faint quiver in the ghostly mist filling Qi Tian City.

As though swayed by some unseen power.

By instinct.

Nearly all turned to stare toward a specific spot in Qi Tian City.

There, along that extended street.

A slim silhouette advanced leisurely.

With hands lifted, gripping a golden treasure stick draped over the back of the neck, balancing it across the shoulders like a carried burden.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

It was exactly this person's emergence that stirred the ghostly mist across all of Qi Tian City into bizarre turbulence, as if compelled by an intangible force!

At that instant, all eyes shifted over.

Locking onto the figure progressing steadily, without haste, from the far end of the long street!