As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1809: The Early Awakening of Equaling Heaven, the Irritable Three Crown Princes, the Three-Eyed Dangerous Victory True Monarch

Maybe Fang Xinyuan’s Dao might persist in the human world.

Cultivation indeed demands Dao Yun, yet this world boasts numerous Dao Yun Divine Crystals. No need to rely on this specific one. The Three-leaf Dao Yun Divine Crystal meant for Li Che’s cultivation simply allows siphoning and drawing out the Dao Yun inside for his practice.

Yet, things change entirely if presented to Huang Jianjiu’s fleshy sphere amid its temple god transformation.

This could enable it to seize Fang Xinyuan’s Dao and profound mysteries from within the Dao Yun Divine Crystal, thus keeping echoes of Fang Xinyuan alive in the human world.

Li Che securely tucked away the Three-leaf Dao Yun Divine Crystal.

He gazed upward toward the heavenly dome, his thoughts relentlessly replaying the fierce clashes between Qi Tian and the five Supremes.

Deep in his mind, deeper insights into the Heavenly Equaling Stick dawned on him, and he even sought to grasp the Combat Divine Technique.

This stands as a mighty arcane secret technique.

Full mastery of it would transform it into an Immortal Seed Martial Art, brimming with vast potential as a Divine Secret Skill.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard encircled him, every chess piece glowing vividly, as if threads of images were spun from them, mirroring the Heavenly Equaling Stick’s domination over the void and its devastating strikes on the Supremes.

Rumble——

The fiery ocean roiled wildly, ripped asunder by a single staff strike.

Golden armor gleamed with dazzling splendor, a crimson cloak fluttering like solar flames, while cloud shoes on his feet crackled with divine thunder.

Old Monkey’s eyes shot forth golden radiance, accompanied by a faint sigh.

Blood rain enveloped him, relentlessly drawn in, his presence surging higher and higher, devouring the essence from the Supremes’ blood and flesh to bolster his own power.

Rumble——

Qi Tian Inner City trembled fiercely throughout, on the verge of being shredded by colossal destructive forces.

A monkey’s relentless roars boomed without cease, their echoes merging into ferocious sonic blasts.

Blood rain descended heavily, skies shifting to ominous hues.

Yet, within today’s Qi Tian Inner City, Li Che alone remained to behold these spectacles, his heart profoundly moved.

Qi Tian’s resurgence and the slaying of five Supremes—this epic confrontation was destined for the annals of history, while losing five Supremes in one day dealt a crushing strike to every power and sect.

Qi Tian loomed over the heavenly dome as the sea of flames plummeted, crashing down upon the mortal realm.

Smoke and clouds turned blood-like, boiling tumultuously, shrouded in an ominous Que, mirroring gorgeous crimson sunsets, with scarlet-gold radiance nearly submerging the whole city.

Li Che positioned himself in the massive crater, chin raised proudly, Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame swirling and blazing ceaselessly, golden glow coursing through his gaze.

These visions were bound to etch themselves eternally in his memory.

He finally comprehended the essence of true power.

Sensed its intoxicating pull.

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Qi Tian Outer City.

The whole metropolis quaked with savage intensity, this ancient immortal city rooted to the land for eons, now gripped by cataclysmic upheavals and dire omens.

Every cultivator in the Outer City stared in horror, overwhelmed by a majestic divine might radiating outward, pressing down so heavily that breaths came labored, nearly choked off.

Crimson hues intensified across the heavenly dome, resembling a deluge of blood rain, leaving all in stunned bewilderment, clueless to the cause.

These portents filled them with dread, stirring an unbidden grief, as though their very thoughts slipped from control.

"The Supreme has fallen..."

Zhang Wuji clutched the Silver Orb tightly, his features twitching, eyes filled with intricate emotions.

He had pieced together the events unfolding in Qi Tian Inner City.

Five Supreme powerhouses, dispatched by mighty organizations to target Qi Tian Inner City’s Que, had rushed in, convinced they could subdue the freshly revived Qi Tian.

Yet they perished in gore, transformed into fuel for Qi Tian’s post-revival empowerment through absorbed energies.

The celestial vault appeared fractured, with vast rifts resembling bottomless chasms, blood-red glows stretching across immeasurable spans, evoking wails of tormented spirits from afar.

Blood rain cascaded, drenching all of Qi Tian City in scarlet.

Both within and beyond the walls, silence reigned; mouths gaped wide, but no words emerged, hearts too shocked for expression.

What in the world transpired inside Qi Tian Inner City?!

Yet word raced through swiftly, as sharper minds foresaw and shared their deductions.

The Qitian Temple God has awakened, butchering the trespassing Supremes from rival factions with his godly form!

This disturbance stemmed from Supremes—human realm-born cultivators—who met their end!

The revelation struck like thunderclaps in their ears, sending shivers through cultivators citywide, souls quaking.

Supreme has fallen!

Beyond the gates, countless cultivators felt confused; Supreme... what does that even mean?

Their cultivation bases were too shallow, realms too modest, familiar only vaguely with Second Calamity Venerables, much less Three Calamities Supremes.

Once clarified, sheer terror and awe lingered.

Did something so monumental truly unfold in Qi Tian Inner City?

Simply hearing of a Supreme’s demise held little sway alone, but paired with the blood omen from the fallen Supreme overhead, the inherent crushing pressure sufficed to freeze their blood.

Zhang Wuji wasted no more time there, gripping the Silver Orb; though he’d fled to Qi Tian Outer City, safety remained illusory.