As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1807: One Somersault, One Golden Light, One Staff Strike to Kill—Invincible Fighting Victory Slays All Enemies
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The Old Monkey spoke once more.
In the very next instant.
Qitian coiled his legs tightly before thrusting them straight, propelling himself upward in a powerful somersault.
With a single flip, he materialized in front of a Supreme entity—a Buddhist monk clutching Buddha Beads that radiated Supreme might; his plump face twisted in shock!
Incredibly swift!
A ferocious gale ripped through the emptiness as a golden staff rapidly expanded, descending like an immense mountain.
The monk hurled his Buddha Beads forward in haste, every bead erupting with intense, icy Buddha Light!
Stern and wrathful Great Buddhas manifested, golden yet frigid, their Heaven and Earth Soul terror sweeping forth like a vast ocean!
Yet the staff whipped fiercely, demolishing all in its path!
Bang bang bang bang——
Deafening blasts echoed in the void, Buddha Beads exploding while Buddha statues fragmented into myriad golden light droplets, raining down upon Qitian Inner City.
"He’s only just revived, absorbing a handful of Venerables; his power is merely at Supreme level now. No need to fear or flee; he’s no deity anymore!"
"Slay him! Subdue him!"
"Once all gods converge, his doom is sealed!"
"Prison Lotus Camp must not seize this final stand amid the divine surge!"
These bellows thundered from the plump-faced monk Supreme, resounding like a mighty Great Buddha’s roar!
The remaining four Supremes, recovering from their astonishment, launched their assaults with greater ferocity than against the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King.
For Qitian and the Curse Corpse King represented utterly distinct tiers of being!
Bang——
High in the sky, a clash erupted; the plump-faced Buddha Supreme vomited blood, his body on the verge of rupture, the massive staff quaking as though cleaving the heavens apart.
One Supreme hurtled backward, spewing blood that glistened midair like crimson pearls!
The other four Supremes pressed on, deploying their Supreme foundations, unleashing horrifying Dao Yun and Calamity powers that wove together into an infinite web of supreme killing intent, aiming to utterly crush the Great Sage Equalling Heaven!
The spectacle was utterly breathtaking.
In the now-deserted Qitian Inner City, Li Che alone could witness it clearly.
Alongside numerous Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses shrouded in death qi, prostrated on the ground, overwhelmed by the immense pressure.
Even with Li Che’s Seven-orifice Exquisite Heart warding off the force, a heavy burden weighed on his heart.
This clash lay beyond his reach; combining all his arts, he could challenge a Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerable.
But against a Supreme, the disparity remained insurmountable.
Exhaling softly, Li Che tensed his muscles.
A sense of impending crisis hung over him.
"All Gods Camp... harboring such deep grudge against Prison Lotus?"
Li Che’s gaze sharpened.
He pondered why these gods, aligned with All Gods Camp alongside Deceit Demon Cave, Dark Heavenly Court, and Black Sumeru, sought to crush Prison Lotus and thwart the early revival of its gods.
What misdeeds had Prison Lotus committed before?
A stir in Li Che’s mind recalled the visions from Dream Heavenly Master Dao Fruit.
Mounds of corpses and rivers of blood encircling Da Xixi.
Perhaps that held the truth?
"Thus, Xi Xi, as Prison Lotus’s Daughter... is bound to clash with All Gods Camp someday—or does All Gods Camp plot to slay Xi Xi too?"
"This grudge... runs profoundly deep."
Li Che’s brows furrowed faintly, unease swelling within.
Up in the firmament.
The Great Sage Equalling Heaven’s battle intent blazed, his fire-eyes golden pupils crackling with lightning, golden monkey fur whipping wildly in the gales.
Faced with five Supremes unleashing their full Supreme might, even brandishing Divine Weapons with surging divine auras, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven charged ahead relentlessly!
Defying the onslaught!
A somersault!
A streak of golden radiance!
An unyielding staff blow!
Heavenly Equalling Stick!
This represented the pinnacle of Immortal Martial Arts, the purest embodiment of the Great Dao!
This was god-slaying carnage!
Attack power unmatched across the realms!
The skies paled under this strike; Qitian Inner City’s bizarre dome sky cracked open into a colossal, abyss-deep rift!
Boom——!!!
A cataclysmic rupture sounded as countless Buddha Beads vanished entirely, pulverized to nothingness; the plump-faced monk bathed in blood, his flesh erupting like a shattered marionette midair, detonating in a spectacular burst like fireworks!
Another Supreme bellowed, hurling a pill furnace ablaze with four flame varieties!
But the Great Sage Equalling Heaven shed his red cape, lightly tapped his toes. The void mirrored and fractured instantly; the next heartbeat, he stood atop the Pill Furnace.
Dong——!!!
Cloud Shoes slammed down with crushing force, toppling the Pill Furnace sideways. Four bizarre flames burst free, igniting the heavenly vault into a fiery ocean!
And amid the inferno, a Supreme unleashed a harrowing scream!
Within the blaze, the Supreme’s body disintegrated utterly. Flesh, Divine Weapons, Divine Secret Techniques—all proved futile against Equal Heaven, reduced to cinders, erased eternally!
"Why? You’ve only just revived, barely reaching initial Three Calamities and One Tribulation combat power—how do you butcher us? Why?!"
A Supreme wailed from the flames.
"Ten thousand years past, ten thousand years hence—do you still forget Old Sun’s name?"
"Hear it clearly!"
"I am..."
"The! Great! Sage! Equaling! Heaven!"
Bang——!!!
...
...
Li Che lifted his gaze, drawing a deep breath, eyes brimming with profound awe.
Overwhelming the antiquated foes utterly.
Though not equals in existence, this was genuine cross-realm warfare; those five Supremes surpassed Equal Heaven in raw power.
Like the chasm between One Disaster One Tribulation Realm and One Disaster Three Tribulations Realm.
Yet before Equal Heaven, such gaps dissolved.
That staff method...
In Li Che’s core, the [Dragon Elephant Vajra] Dao Fruit quivered unprecedentedly, jubilant and resonating wildly, as if madly mimicking!
This was the authentic Heavenly Equalling Stick!
In that instant, Li Che’s grasp of this Immortal Seed Martial Arts soared!
Enlightenment dawned as he beheld the true staff.
That was Fighting Victory’s genuine staff!
"Very flashy, very powerful... right?"
As Li Che reeled inwardly.
A proud voice rang from nearby—it was Fang Xinyuan perched amid the deep pit’s rubble, his form steadily crumbling to ash; this Equal Heaven Temple ancestor’s legs had turned to rubble, the decay creeping toward his waist.
Yet he paid it no mind, chin held high like a boy boasting of his legendary mentor.
Li Che grinned: "Indeed... very flashy."
Fang Xinyuan tilted his head; the elder emanated a fading twilight, intensified by Death Qi after becoming a Curse Corpse King.
The curse corpse seal dissolved from his body, triggering his collapse.
Admiration and sorrow flickered in Li Che’s eyes as he reached out, fingers splayed toward the elder.
Soul Capturing.
He attempted to seize the soul.
But found nothing.
Li Che’s heart dipped slightly; in his chest, the Immaculate Heart Dao Fruit pulsed fiercely!
Immaculate Heart Divinity flooded the elder’s form.
To no effect.
"No use, young one..."
Fang Xinyuan dismissed with a wave.
"I have a descendant who honored my ancestral creed and will, rising to defend Equal Heaven—I witnessed it... I’m gratified. After I perish, pass this Jade Talisman to him."
Fang Xinyuan halted Li Che, proffering a Jade Talisman as he spoke.
Li Che realized he referred to Fang Hanshu, the righteous scholar who sacrificed himself.
Truthfully, Fang Hanshu faced death too, yet Old Fang’s soul could still be captured; this one, morphed into Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King through soul sacrifice, defied capture.
"Alright." Li Che consented.
The elder fell silent, head raised to gaze proudly skyward.
His form could no longer hold.
But his eyes retained that unyielding pride toward Equal Heaven.
Until the final sliver of flesh crumbled to gravel, scattering like ash, vanishing from existence.
This elder, who endured millennia in the heavens, departed not in decay but with dignity, merging into the cosmos, concluding his saga.
High above in the firmament.
Amid the four-hued sea of fire.
A monkey’s howl at last rent the heavens and earth!