As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1797: Golden Eyes Opening in the Stone Coffin, Qi Tian Great Saint Returns
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
One chain after another wrapped tightly around the body.
The Fang Family Ancestor, who had withstood millennia with sleeves nearly dragging the ground, unleashed ceaseless roars in this instant.
This shriveled old figure, savagely untamed and ferocious, exploded with fury and savagery utterly mismatched to his frail frame!
Undoubtedly...
The clash to subdue the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King using a supreme foundation reached its end!
In the end, five supreme foundations failed to stand in for genuine supremes and were all hurled aside!
Once those supreme foundations were shattered.
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King abruptly jerked his head around, eyes flaring with horrifying dark radiance as dead qi and corpse qi cascaded down like raging torrents, making the whole Qitian Inner City quake while being utterly inundated.
Countless individuals sensed overwhelming terror like catastrophe looming, their frames turning frigid as though plunged into a frozen abyss.
Boom——With a single stride, endless dead qi and corpse qi churned madly in his wake like a vast cloak stretching thousands of miles!
Having demolished the supreme foundations from rival factions, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King at last set off back to Qitian Temple, ready to settle the chaos inside and shield Qitian!
Right at Qitian Temple's entrance.
Zhang Wuji had dashed to this point, effectively stepping out of Qitian Temple, yet he craned his neck to peer at the temple's interior, vigilantly tracking the drama inside.
As the supreme showdown over Qitian Inner City wrapped up.
His face involuntarily shifted a bit.
Anguish surged within him when the supreme foundation pill furnace got smashed, its divinity stripped away, soaring off to some unknown spot in Strange Que.
To Zhang Wuji, it was naturally devastating!
That was Purple Mansion Divine Sect's supreme foundation!
"As expected... couldn't hold it back in the end?"
Zhang Wuji gazed upward.
Gripping the Silver Orb, after brief contemplation, his eyes scanned the Mysterious Temple, mulling over scenarios; clenching his jaw, decisively, his Daoist robe billowed as he shot forward like a white crane unfurling wings, speeding toward Qitian Inner City.
Longevity demands caution!
Master spotting perils!
Avoid rash actions!
To endure forever!
Rumble——
Supreme might rolled forth in waves, hurtling rapidly at the Mysterious Temple.
Yet.
The moment Zhang Wuji withdrew to the Qitian Inner City Gate archway, his pupils narrowed sharply.
His hair and beard whipped about, robes surging, as he lifted his head to behold the Equal Heaven Temple Ancestor's morphed Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, halted dead in the sky.
Desperate to advance but locked motionless aloft, as if time and space had stalled.
"Roar——!!!"
Aiming to rush back to the Mysterious Temple and guard Qi Tian’s remains, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King whipped around ferociously, chains lashing wildly behind, his glowing eyes glaring at the heavens over Qitian Inner City!
Zhang Wuji exhaled slowly.
"Finally arrived... just as anticipated."
"The resolve to throttle the Prison Lotus is truly unyielding!"
No sooner had he spoken.
Shrouded in turbulent dead qi and corpse qi, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King bellowed at the sky, his supreme pressure swelling like a tempestuous sea!
But...
High in the firmament above Qitian Inner City, across the endless blood-red celestial vault.
A colossal hand materialized out of nowhere, every crease in its palm sharply defined.
Boom!
The gigantic palm crushed downward, smashing into the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King!
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King’s form quaked fiercely, on the brink of total rupture, as black blood fused with dead qi and corpse qi showered like splintered obsidian pearls, spraying across the area.
The enormous hand amassed a dread aura, gradually reshaping into a plump monk with floppy ears, radiating gentle compassion, fully bathed in Buddha Light!
"Amitabha Buddha, Qitian Inner City... at last, this poor monk has pinpointed a location in Strange Que."
The rotund monk boomed with laughter.
In his grasp dangled a strand of Buddha Beads, now utterly lusterless—the supreme foundation once presented by the Chan Wen Ascetic Monk!
Moreover, the power radiating from this plump monk was supreme qi mechanism as well!
Space ripped asunder!
Interlaced fissures emerged, with silhouettes striding forth from within.
It was a silver-armored Heavenly Soldier and Divine General, cape streaming behind, clutching a divinity-drained Gathering Immortals Flag, his visage hazy and warped, yet exuding a bone-chilling aura entirely.
All the supreme foundations repelled earlier by the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King reappeared now...
What's more, each had summoned a Three Calamities Level supreme powerhouse!
These supreme powerhouses stayed hidden from the mortal realm, yet in Strange Que... they could erupt unbound and without limits!
Meanwhile, the Fang Family Ancestor’s transformed Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, with chains thrashing behind, stood against five supreme powerhouses.
The might of these five supremes plainly outmatched the Fang Family Ancestor’s transformed Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, for the freshly morphed Curse Corpse King Ancestor hadn't fully attained his maximum fighting prowess.
By the archway.
Zhang Wuji drew in a sharp breath.
"It worked indeed—the so-called supreme foundation served to both bind the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King and as a beacon for positioning..."
"This marks the true plot and setup by the major factions' powerhouses!"
Zhang Wuji shook his head.
"Regrettably, had Qi Tian’s remains and Ruyi Golden Cudgel been claimed before these supremes from [Black Sumeru], [Dark Heavenly Court], [Deceit Demon Que] arrived via the supreme foundation's guidance, it would've been monumental merit..."
"Now, that merit has shrunk tremendously..."