As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1806: One Somersault, One Golden Light, One Staff Kill—The Invincible Fighting Victory Slays All Enemies

High in the heavenly vault, five silhouettes radiated fearsome Supreme presences, each wrapped in dazzling glows. Vast divine might twisted like vivid clouds trailing behind them, as the gigantic Wheel of Disaster brimmed with suffocating dread.

These were Supremes who had pushed cultivation to its absolute limits, elites perched at the cultivation world's summit.

Only a hair's breadth from true godhood.

Right now, utmost gravity etched their faces, while shadowy forms arose behind them, peering down at Qitian's figure stepping forth from the Mysterious Temple.

"Damn it... he's really resurrected!"

"Inconceivable—how could a deity revive early? This is utterly horrifying... it'll shatter every plan."

"If Qitian revives, might the other savage gods from the Prison Lotus follow suit?"

...

The mighty Heaven and Earth Souls of the five Supremes clashed and exchanged thoughts nonstop.

Each upheld their Supreme Foundation, pinpointing the Qitian Inner City amid the boundless, infinite Strange Que.

Gravity and incredulity filled their gazes.

Endless concerns swirled in their minds about what lay ahead.

Would the Prison Lotus Camp fully ascend in this tide-ebbing age?

Buzz...

Qitian emerged from the Mysterious Temple, striding ahead into the cratered ruins.

The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King sprawled in the wreckage, riddled with fissures, black ichor seeping out, flesh crumbling bit by bit.

Empowered by Qitian's Temple God Divinity and stained by it, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King's presence crumbled right then, unable to sustain itself any further.

Annihilation loomed for him, stripping away any human traits, his hide darkened to black jade, fully corrupted by Corpse Qi and Death Qi.

"Teacher..."

Fang Family Ancestor Fang Xinyuan struggled to sit upright.

Crimson flooded his eyes, and as vitality ebbed to its close, his determination pierced the frenzy and derangement imposed by the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King.

A spark of clarity and joy gleamed in his gaze.

He had persevered to glimpse the dawn's light, overwhelming elation surging within.

"Teacher, you've come back."

Fang Xinyuan grinned.

Qitian materialized amid the debris, scrutinizing the disciple he had shielded across millennia.

Now slipping from his grasp.

For reasons unknown, boundless grief flooded Qitian’s core.

"Sigh..."

A soft sigh escaped as Qitian shook his head, sending two Phoenix Feathers rocketing skyward.

"You've endured so much."

Ultimately, myriad sighs and griefs distilled into these words.

Contentment and reverence shone in Fang Xinyuan's eyes as he beheld the rejuvenated Qitian, the resplendent Golden Armor, the fluttering Phoenix Feathers, and the blazing cloak trailing behind...

Just as in bygone days.

The Matchless Divine Monkey who once pulled him from despair's depths.

"Teacher... your disciple could only stand guard until now."

"You must... battle till the finish!"

Fang Xinyuan clenched his lip, eyes tender with hope.

Qitian caressed Fang Xinyuan’s head: "Rest easy, Little Fangzi..."

"Now that Old Sun lives again... No gods on high, nor heaven and earth, will claim my life once more!"

Golden radiance blazed in Qitian’s eyes, sharpness unmatched, killing intent dazzling and unstoppable, brimming with unshakeable assurance.

As though challenging every deity across all factions!

"Excellent... splendid!"

Fang Xinyuan’s lower half began disintegrating into powdery motes, cascading like grains of sand.

Qitian’s bold declaration ignited brilliant flares in his eyes.

Time's veil seemed to thin, evoking memories from millennia past—when Qitian's aid transformed him from a despised bastard son into a cultivation titan among mortals.

Even founding the Equal Heaven Temple, illuminating an entire epoch!

"Regrettably... this disciple... can't behold Teacher unleashing divine might."

Fang Xinyuan's nose stung, regret flooding his heart, tears streaming free.

The Curse Seals on the Cursed Corpse shattered alongside Fang Xinyuan’s form. Such was the curse's toll—immense strength and eternal undeath granted.

Yet upon rupture, total oblivion awaited, no resurrection possible, no descent to the Netherworld for faint rebirth hopes.

"You will, if you wish to witness it, Master shall bring you along."

Qitian stroked Fang Xinyuan’s head.

An ancient monkey fondling an elder.

Below, tides of darkness roiled, spawning ebony lotuses—profoundly dark, yet comforting.

Overhead in the celestial expanse, the five Supremes' auras blazed gloriously, awe-inspiring and radiant, yet icy cold.

Li Che emerged from the Equal Heaven Temple too, beholding this poignant vista from afar.

Partings define life's essence, inescapable even for gods, laden with farewell's anguish.

"Watch closely, behold Master's resurgence in full glory!"

The Old Monkey chuckled, though mirth rang hollow—his golden eyes flickered, head tilting up as his crimson cloak billowed wildly.

Buzz buzz buzz——

Instantly, twin bolts of frigid lightning lanced from the uplifted monkey gaze, rending the void, soul-seizing, locking onto the five Supremes.

"Little brother, look after my faithful disciple for Old Sun."

The Old Monkey declared.

Stunned, Li Che realized the words aimed at him.

He nodded; beneath the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame, the golden skull stirred faintly.

"Understood."

"He dreads pain, craves company— I commit him to your care."