As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1813: The Daughter of Prison Lotus, the Heavenly Slaughter Star, Actually Has a Father; the Equaling Heaven Protector Devours All Heaven and Earth Essence Qi...

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Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
Li Che sensed the gods' targeting of the Daughter of Prison Lotus and witnessed the immense battle between the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and the Six-winged Golden Cicada above Qitian Inner City. Overwhelmed by divine pressure, he retreated to the ruins of Mo City Fengdu and observed the clash via the Heaven and Earth chessboard. Beside Fang Hanshu’s corpse, his Dao Fruits throbbed with gains as he performed Soul Capturing, inviting the departed scholar to witness the celestial confrontation.

For Li Che, seizing Fang Hanshu's soul presented no real challenge.

After all, Fang Hanshu's current cultivation remained fairly low. Even aided by the Chief Supervisor's Heaven and Earth Will Power, it wasn't his personal strength.

Therefore, Li Che accomplished the soul capture effortlessly.

Myriad ink-black rays twisted together, hazy and billowing, like dark clouds crashing down from the heavens into the mortal realm.

Gradually, the Vast River started to churn.

Fang Hanshu's scholar robe billowed, his fine beard swayed, and his eyes gradually opened, displaying solitary bewilderment and shock.

Chains clattered loudly nearby, since Li Che had dragged Fang Hanshu's soul forcefully from the Netherworld.

His fine beard danced as he showed a blend of awe and insight, eyes gleaming while fixing on Li Che.

He at last grasped why cultivators stepping into Mo City Fengdu abandoned their former loyalties.

And why powerhouses forsook their old factions, fully committing to the Underworld.

These techniques and this might were profoundly frightening, forcing spiritual submission.

Crucially, the Earthly Hell’s Evil embodied only Li Che himself.

This Underworld, ceaselessly unleashing turmoil worldwide, had always been just one man.

All guesses and reasonings amounted to nothing.

The rumored support for the Underworld, like the Prison Lotus Camp, was pure absurdity.

After all, Prison Lotus Camp's All Gods hadn't recovered, barely reviving a single Equaling Heaven. How could such a Prison Lotus prop up the Underworld?

Fang Hanshu stood stunned, his worldview completely demolished.

What an Underworld...

Truly a staggering Underworld.

His fine beard swayed as Fang Hanshu straightened, clasped his fists, and bowed: "Fang Hanshu, greets my Lord."

Li Che lounged in the ink-hued pavilion, cocked his head, and eyed Fang Hanshu: "Old Fang, let’s not complicate things among us."

He drew out the jade talisman from Fang Xinyuan and gravely presented it to Fang Hanshu.

"This is the item the Fang Family Ancestor left for you, due to your resolve, your devotion to the Ancestor’s wish in guarding Equaling Heaven; thus, the Ancestor bequeathed this inheritance."

"This is a Supreme’s legacy."

Li Che spoke gravely; this object carried huge weight, enough to ignite frenzy outside, luring countless pursuers.

Hearing this, a tangled look appeared on Fang Hanshu’s face: "Ancestor... has fallen?"

Li Che briefly outlined events: "I’m sorry, the Fang Family Ancestor turned into the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, offering his soul. I couldn’t seize his soul, couldn’t save him."

Truth be told, even if soul seizure were feasible, success odds would be minimal.

For the Fang Family Ancestor was a Supreme, after all.

Li Che's present battle strength, despite hitting Second Calamity First Tribulation, lagged far behind a Supreme.

Snatching souls from Second Calamity Second Tribulation or even Third Tribulation experts offered some hope, but a Three Calamities Supreme's soul was vastly harder, failure likely.

"There’s nothing to apologize for, it was not related to you."

Fang Hanshu looked up, heaved a deep sigh, tears flowing as he saluted the Fang Family Ancestor's peerless loyalty and righteousness, devotion to teacher and Dao.

Rumble——

Li Che lifted his gaze too; the Heaven and Earth chessboard blanketed Mo City's sky, mirroring scenes across it.

Fang Hanshu peered upward as well; after tributing the Ancestor, he recalled his demise, and absent the Lord's soul pull, he would have fully dissipated, vanishing forever.

Indeed, Fang Hanshu had long foreseen this fate, so he tapped the Chief Supervisor's power, knowing only two in all Great Vista could elevate it further.

One the Qintian Observatory Chief Supervisor, the other Wushen Mountain's Great Witch God.

The Chief Supervisor's real power eluded Fang Hanshu entirely.

Fang Hanshu had braced for death long before; self-sacrifice was his standing choice.

Yet he never foresaw surviving still.

Thanks to Li Che.

It was sheer singular fortune.

Fang Hanshu raised his head, viewing the godly clash in the display, sighing in awe.

Qitian Temple God awakened, divine might sweeping Nine Heavens, that colossal Six-winged Golden Cicada equally horrifying.

Like a massive palm, relentlessly probing the somersaulting golden trails of Qitian Temple God, yearning to pulverize and pin it down!

Gods collided here, divine auras smashing repeatedly, Tao Power weaving fiercely.

This bursting might rocked the world, though no true gods fought.

Qitian freshly revived, draining flesh, essence, divinity, Dao Yun from five Supremes to reclaim some godhood.

That Six-winged Golden Cicada came not from Sumeru deity Golden Cicada's direct summons, but a mere sliver of Jin Chanzi’s divine aura...

Even so, their duel shook heaven and earth!

Rumble——!!!

Qitian Inner City hid nothing of this fray; dread battle ripples surged outward to Qitian Outer City!

Outer City.

Powerhouses dotted the city, forms shuddering, eyes skyward at Qitian Inner City's vault, a huge sky swath seemingly fractured!

Faint scenes peeked through, horrifying all!

"A battle of deities?!"

"Qitian revived, fiercely clashing with a god from across the Strange Que!"

"Terrifying..."

Now, Qitian Outer City boiled over, the godfight no longer fancy but glimpsed real.