As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1776: Are You Worthy to Covet the Great Saint’s Remains? The Great Saint Returns Above Mo City Fengdu

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Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
The Black Bull Demon God and other powerful figures have breached the gates of the Qi Tian Temple, seeking to claim its divine inheritance and prevent the revival of the Prison Lotus. As the group prepares to rush inside, the Great Elder Fang Hanshu unexpectedly intervenes, using a river of vast energy to block their path. Declaring himself an unworthy descendant tasked with protecting the temple, Fang Hanshu chooses to face an overwhelming force of adversaries alone, standing in defiance of those who covet the sacred remains.

"Does sacrificing your life to protect a Qitian Temple God that has absolutely nothing to do with you actually hold any meaning?"

Lu Wenchang, the Dajing Emperor, spoke with a tone laden with thinly veiled mockery.

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable brandished the Sea-crossing Purple Gold Beam as murderous intent pooled in his gaze; the Cicada Pattern Ascetic Monk from the Western Regions Buddha Land remained detached, Zifu Zhang Wuji sighed softly, and the woman from the Purple Bamboo Forest, Guanyin, was entirely expressionless.

Because Fang Hanshu was resolute in blocking their path, he was effectively severing their chance at opportunity; therefore, it was inevitable that they would cease holding back.

If they beat Fang Hanshu to death, it would simply be treated as a necessary price.

Li Che, lurking in the shadows while disguised by the Slumbering Dragon Elephant, found himself frowning in spite of himself.

However.

Fang Hanshu laughed lightly, the long spear in his grip fashioned from the Vast River trembling rhythmically.

"Scholars have a concept known as sacrificing oneself for the sake of righteousness."

"Within this lineage of the Fang family, I cannot possibly allow my foolish younger sister to uphold our ancestral duty all on her own, can I?"

"Therefore, the burden must fall on me."

Fang Hanshu cast a final look toward the desolate Qitian Temple, which housed nothing but a solitary stone coffin.

He exhaled a gentle breath.

"Qitian, you once bestowed glory upon our Fang family."

"But now... this final act of guardianship is complete."

"Qitian, Prison Lotus, my Fang family... we owe you nothing further."

"Chief, I leave this mission to you."

Fang Hanshu’s whiskers surged in the wind, and suddenly, his eyes ignited with an extraordinary, brilliant radiance!

An instant later, a glowing tortoiseshell appeared in his palm, and he gripped his five fingers tightly, shattering it into fragments.

The aura surrounding Fang Hanshu began to skyrocket!

Sacrificing oneself for righteousness!

Giving one's life to uphold the path!

...

...

Divine Capital, Second City.

Octagonal Double-eave Water Tower.

Ninth Layer.

The Emperor’s visage appeared woven with divinity, his form shrouded in a blur as golden Qi Fortune shimmered and intertwined around his presence.

The ninth level of the Treasure Tower appeared impossibly vast and endless.

The Chief Supervisor rested atop the back of a Mystic Turtle, clutching a segment of a tortoiseshell.

Standing at the gateway to the ninth layer were Fang Shangzhen and Yue Taofu, the two Deputy Inspectors of the Qintian Observatory.

"Qitian, Prison Lotus, my Fang family... we owe you nothing further."

"Chief, I leave this mission to you."

Suddenly.

A voice rang out clearly throughout the vast ninth layer; the sound seemed to emanate directly from the tortoiseshell held by the Chief Supervisor.

At the threshold, Fang Shangzhen looked up instantly, his entire frame caught in an uncontrollable tremor.

"Han Shu?"

The Chief Supervisor breathed a soft sigh.

He tilted his head back, and beneath the shimmering, ethereal face, his eyes brimmed with deep emotion.

It was as if he were remembering that year when a third-place imperial exam graduate approached him, declaring himself the Hao Ran youth of the forgotten Qitian Temple lineage.

"It is the Prison Lotus..."

"It owed you a debt."

Across the vast expanse of the ninth layer, gentle sighs continued to reverberate.

...

...

Boom—!!!

As Fang Hanshu’s aura continued its rapid ascent.

The expressions of the Black Bull Demon God Venerable, the Cicada Pattern Ascetic Monk, and the Witch God Priest shifted in reaction!

"This is... the power of the Chief Supervisor? He is channeling strength from Gongsu Gui!"

"He is throwing his life away! The Heaven and Earth power of Gongsu Gui... there is no way he can contain it!"

"Guarding Qitian? So many years have passed, what could possibly still be worth protecting?! To sacrifice one's life for this! A fool!"

Grumbles of resentment echoed without pause.

The various powerful experts who had breached the gates of the Qitian Temple wasted no more time; they unleashed their strength in unison, surging toward Fang Hanshu with the intent to crush him!

The Chief Supervisor’s power...

It was not something they dared to underestimate.

Even the Supremes governing the great sects did not dare ignore the Chief Evaluator, Gongsu Gui.

Because...

This individual.

Functioned as an avatar of the Heaven and Earth Will!

Furthermore, time was of the essence; the Supreme foundations they currently manifested were not the Supremes themselves, but merely temporary measures to stave off the growing aura of the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King.

They had to conclude this battle swiftly!

In front of the Mysterious Temple, lethal and terrifying auras collided violently!

Demon Energy, Buddha Light, Divinity, and the Power of Disaster swept across the field like a raging storm. The void trembled like torn fabric, thick with jagged, visible cracks!

Li Che raised his hand, brushing his fingers against the Equal to Heaven’s Face masking his features.

He exhaled slowly.

Li Che held no personal obsessions regarding the defense of Qitian.

He simply felt that if the Great Saint’s remains were to fall into the hands of these individuals...

It would be a grave insult to Qitian.

Do they truly deserve to touch the Great Saint’s remains?!

Naturally, if the situation became impossible, Li Che would not force a confrontation. Prudence was his primary rule for survival—walking on thin ice meant prioritizing stability above all else.

However, now that everything was in place...

It was time to make a move!

"Go!"

With a single thought.

The Equal to Heaven’s Face on Li Che’s visage suddenly shimmered as he stepped forward, his body darting out in total silence.

At the same time.

The four Demon Gods of the disaster and tribulations—Green Lion, Spirit Water, Nine-eyed, and Giant Claw—unleashed their demon energy, accelerating sharply behind the Black Bull Demon God Venerable and closing the distance.

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable was in the process of bringing the Sea-crossing Purple Gold Beam down in a devastating arc against Fang Hanshu, caught in the precarious moment where his old strength had faded and his new strength had yet to form.

Suddenly, the four Demon Gods exploded with their collective power, ignoring any rank-based suppression to assault the Black Bull Demon God Venerable.

Bang bang bang bang—!!!

Caught entirely off guard, the Black Bull Demon God Venerable was struck!

Demon energy erupted, flesh tore, and blood sprayed into the air!

"What are you doing?!"

"You seek death!!!"

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable roared, equally shocked and enraged, his killing intent skyrocketing heavenward!

What was happening?!

Why would they strike at him?!

Without warning.

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable looked upward, only to see a massive black portal descending, swallowing him whole.

Fang Hanshu felt his aura climb even higher, the Vast Spear in his hands oscillating wildly.

He looked up, focusing his eyes upon the giant city gate that had just consumed the Black Bull Demon God Venerable.

Fang Hanshu recognized it instantly.

That was...

Mo City Fengdu!

The Underworld!

Stationed atop the gates of Fengdu City.

A Divine Monkey stood upright, golden qi-blood erupting as it danced behind him like a cape, appearing as if draped in curtains spanning thousands of miles!

It was as if...

The Great Saint had returned!