As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1783: The Underworld Lacks a Scholar, Li Che Holds the Advantage in a 3-on-5 Fight

Since Soul Capturing could be evolved into the Ten Vicious Ink Splashes, Li Che opted for Soul Capturing without hesitation when confronted with the Big Black Bull's demon core.

Now that he has crossed the Heavenly Gate, his understanding of the Martial Immortal Dao Essence has deepened, allowing him to step firmly into the Martial Immortal Realm.

What exactly defines a Martial Immortal?

It is one who follows the Pure Martial Path, advancing beyond the Martial Saint stage, traversing the Heavenly Gate, and confronting the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations directly—overcoming these trials through the force of human will alone. That is a true Martial Immortal!

In contrast, the Martial God follows the Divine Martial Dao, where one opens the Heavenly Gate to channel vast Divinity, using that borrowed power to defy the Heaven and Earth Will while facing the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.

These remain two distinct paths.

The path of the Martial Immortal is undeniably more grueling, and Pure Martial Immortals are exceptionally rare.

Even for a prodigious talent such as Li Che, backed by the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit and an improved grasp of the Martial Path, the journey was incredibly arduous. During his confrontation with the Second Disaster Black Bull, he was pushed to his absolute limits before finally breaking through to this path.

"However, for now, I am only able to borrow the Martial Immortal Dao Essence..."

Li Che remained motionless, enveloped in a flowing golden radiance. Clad in Dao Essence, a shimmering duplicate of himself seemed to overlap with his physical form.

His presence appeared to multiply.

He understood clearly that this was not a permanent breakthrough; rather, it was a transient foothold in the Martial Immortal realm achieved by channeling Dao Essence from the Heavenly Gate.

To truly reach the Martial Immortal Realm,

Li Che must refine his own Martial Path, and above all else...

He must survive the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, endure the disasters, and absorb the Power of Disaster.

Crossing those tribulations remains the definitive transformation.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Violent winds howled through the air.

Black blood pooled on the earth as malevolent demon energy erupted, twisting across the barren wasteland into intricate, flowing patterns.

Time itself seemed to harden and freeze.

As fragments of flesh and bone were scattered throughout Mo City Fengdu, an ink-black rain descended in heavy torrents. The water cascaded over the ruined landscape with a corrosive intensity, slowly dissolving the remains belonging to the Second Disaster Black Bull Demon God Venerable.

This dissolved matter gradually melded into the city, facilitating the reconstruction of Mo City Fengdu.

Li Che gripped the demon core, his aura steadily drifting back toward a state of calm.

The Martial Immortal Dao Essence intertwined and merged within him.

Although it had not yet fully bonded with his mortal frame, taking this first step signified that the vast ocean had been opened to him, granting entry to a different plane of existence.

The path toward becoming a Martial Immortal was now laid bare.

Thud thud thud—

Inside his chest, his heart pounded in rhythm with the Dao Fruit, creating a sound like rolling thunder.

Blood surged through his vessels, synchronized with the pulsing of the Dao Fruit, rapidly circulating to purify his body and stabilize his newly elevated power.

With a single intention,

Li Che’s eyes flashed with brilliance: Second Disaster Demon God Venerable!

The Two Calamities Divine Tribulation!

The inaugural round of the Two Calamities Divine Tribulation invoked by Soul Capturing!

Li Che felt immense anticipation. Although the Sea Flipping Nine Infants had consumed four Demon Gods to ascend to the Realm of Two Disasters, the implications here were quite different.

Soul Capturing!

Soul Return!

The demon core began to levitate, and the demon energy of the Black Bull Demon God Venerable billowed like a massive vortex, swirling relentlessly around Li Che.

A profound voice, reminiscent of an ancient priest chanting solemn rites across a desolate wilderness, echoed with gravity.

From the depths of the Netherworld, he was summoning a soul of immense power back to the realm of the living!

Rumble—

It felt as if a torrential wave of death qi had detonated.

A piercing chill took hold of his entire body, and the sound of icy chains rattling rang out near his ears as massive links swung violently between heaven and earth.

Directly before Li Che, the space surrounding the demon core collapsed, tearing open a gateway to another dimension. A profound, bottomless black hole manifested—an abyss of the Netherworld with no visible end.

It was impossible to discern what lay within that darkness or where the passage led.

One by one, the thrashing black chains shattered, releasing an existence of terrifying power.

A tempest of soul power swept outward; the demon soul energy that had been extinguished was suddenly reawakened and condensed.

The sheer outpouring of energy rippled through the air, causing the entire city to tremble violently!

Roar—

An immense bull’s head thrust out from the black hole, wrapped in black threads, howling and struggling with a visceral hunger for life!

Boom—

As the Black Bull Demon God Venerable fully emerged from the Netherworld, his massive, copper-bell-like eyes blinked in momentary confusion.

His gaze soon settled on Li Che, who stood wearing the Divine Monkey Mask, and his expression shifted into something deeply complex.

"Old Bull greets the Lord!"

The Big Black Bull shifted into human form, towering like a mountain, and cupped his fists in a salute, his eyes burning with fervor.

The Demon Race has always venerated strength above all else.

Li Che had slain him and subsequently resurrected him from the Netherworld; such a display of power marked him as a warrior among warriors. Even if Li Che’s cultivation appeared lacking, it did not diminish the awe the Big Black Bull felt for him.

He submitted without a trace of hesitation.

Li Che smiled, satisfied with his acquisition. However, he did not immediately incorporate the Big Black Bull into his Ten Vicious Ink Splashes, even though he had long intended to reserve a spot for him.