As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1799: All the Divine Buddhas Are Like Grass Before My Eyes, Three Steps Out of the Temple—Peerless Great Sage Equalling Heaven
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
Foolish disciple...
A soft sigh reverberated across the entire Qitian Temple, like an ancient god gazing upon the mortal realm, releasing a sigh resembling an everlasting, unrelenting gale.
Resting against the stone coffin, his arms sparse with monkey fur, slender as twigs, skin and hair stretched tight over the bones, resembling a weathered wooden statue—save for those dazzling golden eyes shimmering with brilliant light and radiating fearsome divine might.
No one could fathom that this gaunt monkey had once been a mighty Great Sage who lorded over the immortals.
The sigh brimmed with deep melancholy, infused with the anguish and grief of advancing age.
He appeared to glimpse beyond the Qitian Temple, where that youth had become the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, severing his life force, fighting desperately to safeguard his master.
Shrouded in boundless mourning within the Qitian Temple—who dares claim the stone monkey is without heart? His burns with fervent passion.
The withered old monkey gently shut his eyes, plunging into stillness as memories surged vividly before him.
It felt like reliving the moment when the young boy, harassed by the clan successor, sobbed alone in seclusion, and he materialized from the treasure staff, tenderly caressing his head...
Alas, time, sharp as a blade and utterly merciless, has obliterated every past vision.
For countless millennia in solitude, one can scarcely imagine how he endured.
Suppressed beneath the mountain for five hundred years back then, he was nearly pushed to madness...
The old monkey drew a sharp breath, his shut eyes flying open as endless sorrow morphed into wild, coiling killing intent!
The whole Qitian Temple froze solid in that instant.
Dajing Emperor Lu Wenchang got impaled through the chest by the Ruyi Golden Cudgel acting like a lance, nailed to the Mysterious Temple's entrance.
Blood gushed out, dripping endlessly from his body.
A Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerable who had endured two tribulations with tribulation power—a powerhouse of such caliber—met his end effortlessly then, life force severed, spirit extinguished.
Even his Heaven and Earth Soul lay in fragments.
No opportunity to resist at all.
The disparity was vast as the heavens!
Within the Qitian Temple...
A torrent of profound dread crashed like waves, surging wildly as bone-chilling cold overtook the body.
Unmasked terror etched the faces of the surviving three powerhouses.
Chan Wen Ascetic Monk, female Guanyin, and the Wushen Mountain priest—all paled, their looks turning ashen and severe.
"Qitian... truly resurrected!"
Tempestuous waves churned in their hearts!
Everything's in disarray, utter mayhem!
By all reason, Qitian shouldn't have revived now—the moment hadn't arrived!
The Prison Lotus Gods ought to awaken at the Divine Tide's close, yet... Qitian rose ahead of schedule.
Risen from the grave!
Something fishy must be afoot, some hidden cause sparking Qitian’s early revival!
If Qitian revived prematurely...
What of the other Prison Lotus Gods?!
That Eight-Armed Prison Lotus Third Crown Prince...
And the Wonderous Way Manifest Saint Three-Eyed True Lord perched on Mei Mountain...
These storm-stirrers from the divine tide era who struck fear into gods across factions—might they too awaken early?
Cataclysmic shifts loom on the horizon!
Li Che’s visage blazed with Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame, his gaze sharp and lucid, excitement roiling in his chest.
Qitian... Great Sage!
The legendary figure from two realms' myths—Li Che’s pulse raced, gripped by unparalleled thrill and astonishment right then.
Qitian!
A name Li Che knew all too well; ever since Golden Light Prefecture, it had stirred his soul.
Was this world's Qitian connected to the myth's Qitian from his past life?
But questions would wait.
For Li Che keenly felt the shifts outside the Qitian Temple!
Five Supremes, positioned via each clan's Supreme Foundation, charging from Strange Que, now at Qitian Temple's threshold, descending with immense pressure to claim Qitian’s corpse entirely!
Aiming to plunder the Qitian legacy!
And that Fang Family Ancestor, morphed into Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, forsaking life for death, clashing solo against five Supremes!
With his existence, straddling life and demise, honoring his vow and fixation to guard Qitian!
Li Che abruptly grasped why Fang Hanshu embraced self-destruction to chase the Fang Family Ancestor’s legacy.
One had to concede—it was truly admirable.
"Ah, Little Fangzi..."
The old monkey let out another gentle sigh, fully perceiving his old cherished disciple’s determination and sacrifice this day.
"Escape!"
Chan Wen Ascetic Monk, female Guanyin, and the Wushen Mountain priest shared a single impulse then.
And that was flight!
Even freshly revived, Qitian embodied divine-tier might.
At minimum, Supreme strength!
Far beyond what Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerables could challenge!
Besides, as a Prison Lotus Camp member who once quaked heaven and earth, Qitian ranked among divine level's elite gods!
Against such entities, resistance held no appeal.
Bang Bang Bang—
Three colossal auras and energies exploded outward, Chan Wen Ascetic Monk’s back cicada motifs quivering as they hurtled toward the entrance.