As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1787: Opening the Coffin to See the Great Saint’s Remains, Personally Placing the Mask Equal to Heaven on the Great Saint’s Face
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
Due to the Mysterious Temple's intention to bridge the mortal realm with the Strange Que, the spatial density between these planes is currently being recalibrated.
As a result, the space within the Qi Tian Mysterious Temple has become exceptionally volatile and fragile.
"Seize the Heavenly Corpse!"
The declaration reverberated with absolute conviction; this was their sole ambition.
They held an unwavering belief that the Heavenly Corpse lay enshrined within that stone casket.
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable and Sea Flipping Nine Infants were struggling to hold off the five Second Calamity masters, and they appeared to be near collapse, as if ready to shatter at any moment.
Li Che, however, refrained from activating the Qimen Immortal Seed and chose to hold back.
As his feet grazed the floor, invisible ripples cascaded outward, slicing through the air currents until they vanished before him.
He surged forward like a falling star, carving a brilliant white arc deep into the Mysterious Temple.
His path was directed squarely toward the stone coffin containing the remains of Qi Tian. The ancient vessel was adorned with intricate carvings of lotus flowers—the distinct motifs of the Prison Lotus.
A contemplative expression washed over Li Che, his gaze heavy with mixed emotions.
The evidence at his disposal led to an unavoidable conclusion: the Temple God, Qi Tian, was aligned with the [Prison Lotus] faction of the Deceitful Gods.
Conversely, camps such as [Black Sumeru], [Deceit Demon Cave], and [Dark Heavenly Court] were dead set against Qi Tian’s revival, seeking to plunder the Heavenly Corpse to permanently extinguish any hope of his return.
In essence, their goal was to eradicate the Prison Lotus faction entirely.
He recalled his own daughter, Xi Xi; a victim of the Temple God from the Golden Heavenly King Tower of Black Sumeru, she suffered under the Prison Lotus Curse and faced a catastrophic ordeal upon reaching the Divine Fetus realm.
As for the other gods of the Prison Lotus... the Third Crown Prince was undoubtedly one, as were Yun E and Zhou Peng, whose respective temple gods, Tian Peng and Guang Han, likely belonged to the same lineage.
Li Che lacked the insight to judge the morality of the Prison Lotus faction; as a simple mortal, the grand machinations of deities were far beyond his grasp.
He only understood that these celestial camps were the enemies of his daughter, and that they sought to capture her—that was provocation enough.
Boom——!!!
A thunderous tremor erupted as the Chan Wen Ascetic Monk swept his staff through the air, releasing an abyssal light that fractured the surrounding space.
With flames flickering in the pattern of cicadas within his eyes, he locked his gaze upon the Underworld Divine Monkey hurtling toward the coffin.
He was not alone. Zhang Wuji, the woman Guanyin, the Emperor of Great Vista, Lu Wenchang, and the Witch God Priest watched the Underworld Divine Monkey with equal scrutiny.
They were captivated by his intent, wondering if he truly meant to unseal the lid and confirm the presence of the Heavenly Corpse.
Yet, while they observed the situation, their attacks never faltered.
Boom——!!!
The very void threatened to implode. The Black Bull Demon God Venerable and Sea Flipping Nine Infants bellowed in fury, their bodies quaking under the onslaught as if they would disintegrate.
Nevertheless, they stood their ground with unyielding tenacity, their battle intent solidified like anchors in the collapsing void, prepared to die for their cause.
Even with the cracks marring his Disaster Wheel, the Black Bull Demon God Venerable refused to yield.
The onlookers were stunned, questioning if this guardian from the Ten Thousand Rivers had finally lost his mind.
Was such a sacrifice truly warranted?
Did they not all share the same objective?
Why would the Black Bull Demon God Venerable commit to an alliance with the Underworld, risking his very foundation and the permanent ruin of his divine path?
It was sheer madness.
Rumble——!!!
A wave of devastating power surged forward, a tide of divinity infused with the crushing weight of Dao Yun, intensifying the lethality of the blow.
Bang bang bang bang bang——
"Come at me!"
"Old Bull isn't afraid of any of you!"
Black Bull Demon God Venerable roared, his form expanding as he swung the Sea-crossing Purple Gold Beam again and again, blood spraying from his lips with every exertion.
Nearby, the Sea Flipping Nine Infants brandished six dragon-like necks, his scales distending as he spat out plumes of dark miasma.
Suddenly—the ascetic monk swung his staff once more.
"Venom!"
Boom!
A grotesque golden cicada, pulsing with divinity and Buddha Light, materialized—only to turn coal-black in an instant.
"Damn it! You figured out the poison?"
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable spat blood as he cursed.
Why was he the one poisoned? Ah, a backstab—no matter.
It wasn't that Old Black Bull was foolish, but rather that his master was far too cunning.
Hidden in the shadows, masked and cloaked in ebony, Gu Yinxuan watched as his once-lethal Heavenly Poison Pill failed. He felt a sadistic grin spread beneath his mask.
You bald monk, you have truly intrigued the Poison Saint.
He raised his hands, each finger pinched around a black, miasma-leaking pill, then crushed them with a decisive thrust.
Clouds of toxic smog roiled into the fray.
Meanwhile, Li Che remained unperturbed by the impending destruction of the Black Bull Demon and Sea Flipping Nine Infants.
As long as they could maintain this desperate blockade, it would suffice.
They didn't fear death; death was but a transient state, and they could always be resurrected to continue the fight.
Even Gu Yinxuan, who had yet to surpass the One Disaster and Three Tribulations Realm, had been deployed by him.
Gu Yinxuan was special; with his command over the Thousand Bone Centipede Powder, he possessed the latent power to inflict toxic harm upon a Divine Tribulation Venerable of the Second Calamity.
Therefore, Li Che’s decision to involve him provided the perfect measure of hindrance and distraction.
Li Che’s goal aligned perfectly with that of Fang Hanshu.
As long as these five powerhouses of the Second Calamity were held at bay, it would grant the Temple Guardian Cursed Corpse King the time he needed.