As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1810: The Early Awakening of Equaling Heaven, the Irritable 3rd Crown Prince, and the Three-Eyed Dangerous Victory True Monarch [Monthly Ticket]...

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Li Che stored the Three-leaf Dao Yun Divine Crystal away to avoid leaving traces of Fang Xinyuan in the human world. He witnessed visions of Qi Tian's early awakening, clashing fiercely against five Supremes in golden armor, slaying them amid blood rain and shattering voids while absorbing their essence. The cataclysm shook Qi Tian Inner City, with anomalies spreading to the Outer City where cultivators sensed the Supremes' fall and rumors erupted of the Qitian Temple God's revival slaughtering invaders.

Although the Qi Tian Temple God could not possibly depart Strange Que to reach the Outer City,

One can never predict; suppose the unforeseen occurs?

To achieve a prolonged lifespan, avoid indulging in naive assumptions about various matters.

For those pursuing a stable path to survival, taking risks amounts to a cardinal offense.

Clutching the Silver Orb, Zhang Wuji spoke little; he exited Qi Tian Outer City, vanishing amid the blood rain, employing a hidden art to fully suppress his cultivation to the Realm of Two Disasters, his divine shrine retracting into his body like it was absorbing the majority of his strength.

Naturally, few dared flee Qi Tian City during this pivotal juncture, rendering Zhang Wuji the most noticeable among the departures.

The masses were exhilarated, burning with desire to behold the Qi Tian Temple God's presence.

The Qi Tian Temple God had returned to life, annihilating five formidable Three Calamities Divine Tribulation Supremes, erasing them eternally and crafting unparalleled divine might and legend!

A god, fallen long ago, resurrected in this age; such an event stunned all onlookers.

The blood rain kept falling relentlessly, with none aware of how long this heavenly phenomenon, grieving the demise of a supreme entity, might persist.

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Qitian Inner City.

Li Che observed the Qi Tian Temple God rising from the fiery ocean.

The legend spanning two eras appeared to solidify into actuality, turning real before his eyes.

It must be conceded that amid this turmoil's climax, events had escalated beyond Li Che's capacity to influence; he remained capable of dealing with a Two Disasters Venerable.

Yet against Supremes, Li Che possessed no countermeasures.

These intruding Supremes were no pushovers; every one hailed from the All Gods Camp as elite fighters, having pinpointed Strange Que's Qitian Inner City via their Supreme senses.

Even within Three Calamities Supremes, they ranked at the pinnacle.

Nevertheless, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven mercilessly butchered these Supreme experts—not due to their frailty, but owing to Qi Tian's overwhelming superiority.

Freshly awakened, its prowess and battle might surpassed all expectations from these Supremes.

Maybe this marks the gulf separating gods from mere cultivators.

But at present...

Everything has concluded.

Li Che exhaled softly in relief.

Yet abruptly, he detected thick death qi and corpse qi bursting from beneath Qitian Inner City's soil.

Li Che froze in shock.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard unfurled at once, probing the sudden outburst of death qi and corpse qi.

Since Qitian Inner City hosted countless Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses teeming with death qi and corpse qi, Li Che had overlooked these unusual surges of death qi and corpse qi.

"This isn't the death qi and corpse qi from the Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses!"

Li Che's thoughts jolted, prompting him to deploy the Heaven and Earth chessboard to pinpoint the source of the erupting death qi and corpse qi.

A black-robed silhouette, hideous and eerily resembling a Temple Guardian Cursed Corpse, raised its head, as though the underground death qi and corpse qi had awakened to life.

"Wei Yuan?!"

Li Che identified this form, for this individual had once harbored designs on his daughter Xi Xi.

As the Qianyuan Taoist City warship traversed the Grand Canal toward the Divine Capital, originally Lv Taibai's disciple, he betrayed and aligned with the Corpse God Cult, clashing with Lv Taibai and endangering Xi Xi at that moment.

Li Che never imagined that Wei Yuan, having beheld Qi Tian's peerless feat of felling five Supremes, would still muster the audacity to strike!

Wei Yuan, with a frenzied expression, sprouted six heads from his neck, each radiating distinct divine hues, interwoven with berserk intents and roiling death qi and corpse qi!

Metamorphosing into a colossal, monstrous black-golden six-winged corpse cicada!

The cicada's shadow, condensed from thick black qi, loomed mountain-sized, instantly shrouding Qitian Inner City's skies.

From within the enormous cicada shadow emanated a divine aura of such intensity that mere traces warped the void, fissures endlessly forming and propagating.

Boom—

The divine aura converged overhead, gradually shaping a dazzling golden six-winged golden cicada.

Each wing of the cicada embodied a form of craving!

"This is..."

Beneath the intense scrutiny of Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame in Li Che's gaze, he seemed to identify the golden cicada wrapped in radiant gold.

Upon slaying Ji Moli, they exposed a Corpse God Cult heavyweight—a Buddhist monk who raised Ji Moli from infancy, ultimately guiding him to citywide carnage for soul blood refinement in cultivation, committing heinous deeds!

And now, this golden cicada reemerged!

Li Che lifted his gaze to the six-winged golden cicada, behind which stood a Buddhist monk clad in kasaya.

The monk, bathed in Buddha Light and divine aura, bore down on the void, confronting Qi Tian head-on.

Qi Tian, ascending from the inferno, donned cloud shoes forged of divine thunder, Ruyi Golden Cudgel slung casually, its golden fiery eyes locking onto the monk astride the six-winged golden cicada.

"Golden cicada..."

The Old Monkey, arrayed in splendor, narrowed its golden eyes.

"You should call me master." The monk perched calmly upon the six-winged golden cicada, manifested from a mere strand of divine aura yet profoundly fearsome, infinite Buddha lights morphing into blazing Buddha nature flames.

"Our fate ended long ago." The Old Monkey spun the Treasure Stick leisurely, flashing a faint smile.