As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1802: All the Divine Buddhas Are as Insignificant as Grass, Three Steps Out of the Temple, Peerless Great Sage Equaling Heaven

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Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
The Great Scenic Divine Capital trembles violently as a past emperor at the Two Calamities Divine Tribulation Realm perishes, scattering vital Qi fortune and eroding the dynasty's power, leaving the Emperor in grief and defiance. In Qitian Temple, the slumbering Qitian stirs to life, his divine sculpture unveiling a majestic Divine Monkey form amid surging divinity and essence qi. Li Che seizes the moment to absorb heavenly energy, refining his newly attained Martial Immortal body. The Chan Wen Ascetic Monk, female Guanyin, and Witch God Priest, facing Qitian's mounting pressure, unite to strike at the recovering deity and fight their way out.

The trio united their powers, with Buddha Light shining brilliantly, as the Chan Wen Ascetic Monk from the Western Regions Buddha Land unleashed a devastating attack without delay. Golden dragon phantoms coiled around the Monk Stick in his grasp, while the golden bowl shook fiercely, awakening the complete divine might of the Four Royal Divine Weapons!

However...

Boundless divinity, essence qi, and heavenly energies erupted like boiling waters, morphing into a scorching thick fog that rolled out fiercely.

The fog ripped open, and a massive furry paw burst forth abruptly from its depths.

That giant hand slapped away the rekindled Buddha Light divine aura in the golden bowl, with a sharp crack; the bowl spun sideways like a struck ball, slamming hard into the ground and rebounding wildly.

Li Che remained seated cross-legged on the floor, his eyes cracking open briefly to witness the sight before shutting once more.

Because he understood...

What came next demanded no action from him; he just had to... enjoy the show.

Rumble ———

Chan Wen Ascetic Monk's expression turned grim beyond measure, his gaze locked unyieldingly on the chaos inside the coffin wrapped in endless energies.

From within, the shriveled ancient monkey rose gradually to his feet.

One hand gripped the slim Ruyi Golden Cudgel propped on his shoulder; though the old monkey was far from imposing in height—actually quite diminutive—his presence unleashed an overwhelming, horrifying divine might that expanded like a raging sea.

Chan Wen Ascetic Monk extended his five fingers, summoning the repelled golden bowl back to him.

Positioned beneath it, his form was bathed in layers of Buddha Lights, channeling the divine aura into his body as if armored in godly power, charging forward fearlessly.

His aura surged higher and higher, blending seamlessly with the divine weapon while draining his life force rapidly, ready for an all-out deathmatch!

The female Guanyin, with wild hair and gleaming bare feet, clutched the Sheep Fat Pure Jade Bottle, manifesting as a living legend from ancient myths.

A willow branch extended from the Pure Jade Bottle, which she swung viciously toward the robed old monkey.

The Witch God Priest of Wushen Mountain morphed into a grotesque Great Demon, six wings erupting from his back, every feather on those wings sharpening into lethal sword artifacts.

With resounding clashes, the six wings lashed out wildly, like a storm of thousands of swords unleashed!

Kill kill kill!

Right then, the three Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerables poured everything they had into a final stand for survival.

However...

A terrifying sight unfolded.

The robed old monkey climbed out of the stone coffin, planting his feet solidly on the Mysterious Temple's floor, his step causing the whole temple to quake.

The spectacle evoked earth-shattering upheaval, as if Heaven and Earth itself quivered at a god's awakening!

Overwhelming divine power pressed down suffocatingly.

Breathing grew labored.

Desperate, the three Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerables burned their lifespans, fused with the Four Royal Divine Weapons, drawing on divine aura for a last-ditch fight, grasping at any hope amid doom.

Thunk —

Like a long-dormant deity emerging from its eternal slumber in the stone coffin, the old monkey's advance sent chills racing, defying belief, as if myths had come alive!

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel slipped from his shoulder into his grasp, dragging along the ground; its tip scraped the stone floor, producing harsh metallic screeches.

Lv Wen Chang's demise weighed heavily on the trio!

Thus, these powerhouses held nothing back, unleashing what they had conserved for the battle over Qi Tian’s Remains.

But reservations were impossible now!

Just surviving would be a victory!

Kill!

The three lunged forward one after another.

Yet against the revived Equaling Heaven, the flood of aura choked their powers and ignited boundless dread in their cores.

Terror robbed them of the will to confront it head-on!

Swish!

The old monkey swung the Ruyi Golden Cudgel casually, tracing a wide arc through the air.

Myriad feathered sword lights scattered across the ground with metallic clatters, embedding densely into the earth.

The Witch God Priest from Wushen Mountain's heart plummeted.

The frozen space around them seemed to crack in that moment as the old monkey took his unhurried step from the coffin!

He advanced leisurely, utterly dominant over all foes!

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel thrust forward once more, deceptively slow but impossible to evade.

The Witch God Priest of Wushen Mountain bellowed in pain, vomiting blood as he was hurled back, severed from his merged divine weapon, its divine aura snuffed out entirely.

Swish——

The cudgel swept again; the Witch God Priest roared defiantly, but while resisting, it smashed his shoulder, then horrific force invaded his flesh and blood, ripping him apart from the unassuming staff.

His body exploded into countless chunks of meat scattering everywhere, blood mists erupting in torrents!

The Qitian Temple's interior turned into a crimson sea, shrouded in deadly gales!

The Heaven and Earth Soul fled skyward in panic, but found no refuge.

The old monkey parted his jaws, inhaling deeply; all the blood mists and the Witch God Priest of Wushen Mountain's Heaven and Earth Soul vanished into his maw.