As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1838: Martial Immortal Golden Body Challenges Body Sanctification, Lord, Your Immense Fortune Has Been Credited [Monthly Ticket]
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
The road of Pure Martial Arts leads not to a dead end!
Even during this time when divinity crashes like raging waves, one can still pursue it—hope remains alive!
Tonight, myriad individuals are fated to remain wide awake.
Tonight becomes a joyous festival for martial artists!
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In the void.
The Qitian Treasure Tower, an octagonal pavilion boasting tiered eaves and overhanging ridges, floats in mid-air, encircled by endless rays of light weaving intricately.
The Great Supervising Minister perches atop the Mystic Turtle's shell, Fang Shangzhen positioned silently at his side.
"It’s over..."The Great Supervising Minister offers a faint smile, "The result... proved far superior to our expectations."
Fang Shangzhen tightens his lips, "Great Supervising Minister, can this outcome... truly be deemed favorable?"
The Great Supervising Minister lets out a soft sigh, "What choice do we have? The Human World has given rise to a Martial Immortal—a colossal feat that proves immortals can still emerge in the current Human World."
"Regarding Earthly Quequ's projection being swayed by immortal gods from beyond two realm barriers, it was inevitable..."
"Quequ's fusion with the Human World proceeds silently, each divine tide surge pushing the era forward. Soon, the gods' forces will flourish across the Human World, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths will mirror ancient realms, perhaps even witnessing immortal gods striding through the mortal plane."
The Great Supervising Minister sighs softly once more.
"The mandate of heaven and earth wearies as well..."
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Divine Capital.
The First City.
Imperial Mausoleum, Imperial Ancestral Hall.
Clad in radiant yellow imperial robes, the Emperor stands amid a vast array formation, where beams of light flicker wildly. Divinity-depleted divine crystals of The Three Pure Ones rank fracture and burst apart.
Beyond the array formation.
Noble Consort Su Da, Empress Yongrong, and Mr. Lian in his dignified purple robes stand in attendance.
Buzz—
A rift echoes from the array plate, as a fearsome martial immortal intent morphs into a razor-sharp blade, ripping through the void and striking down with ferocity.
The Emperor snaps his head up, irritation flashing amid the swirling divinity and Dao Yun on his face.
Myriad golden beams pour forth, shrouding his form to confront that horrifying martial immortal will descending from afar.
The Emperor’s yellow imperial robe billows fiercely, a jade tome materializing in his grasp, radiating dazzling brilliance that clashes head-on with the martial immortal will.
The martial immortal will dissolves instantly, like snow under flame.
"What an Earthly Ghost Emperor... to ascend as a Martial Immortal amid this divinity-flooded age! Across five millennia past or future, his feat stands unmatched!"
The Emperor’s icy, commanding voice resounds.
Gripping the jade tome, his gaze radiates a supreme detachment, surveying all beneath heaven and earth.
From beyond the array plate, Noble Consort Su Da’s captivating eyes fix on the jade tome in the Emperor’s hand, a hint of astonishment surfacing.
"This is the Three Pure Ones Divine Weapon... the Jade Emperor’s Pill Book!"
"The Earthly Ghost Emperor’s breakthrough to Martial Immortal involves the Second Calamity and First Tribulation—even a Second Tribulation Venerable might struggle against him. Suppressing this supreme entity with unparalleled physique and peerless battle prowess demands a Second Calamity Third Tribulation master, or perhaps a Half-step Supreme."
The Emperor breathes out deeply, "The Gathering Immortals Flag has indeed landed in the Underworld’s grasp..."
"Li Che ventured into the Ten-thousand-year-old Peach Garden and seized the Gathering Immortal Yellow Flag—what a detestable act!"
"With the Gathering Immortals Flag now held by the Underworld under the Earthly Ghost Emperor’s command, reclaiming it won’t come easily."
The Emperor strides slowly from the array plate.
"Yet it matters little... Qitian has awakened, and the Prison Lotus Gods may follow soon. The Third Prince’s Mysterious Temple in Golden Light Prefecture will draw the world’s gaze. Though the Earthly Ghost Emperor has reached Martial Immortal, he can only dominate the Human World—in the Strange Que, he amounts to little."
The Emperor's countenance changed as he raised the jade book, fixing his gaze on the majestic Empress, his voice profound and grave: "We'll set the Gathering Immortals Flag aside for now. The Qiankun Haori Kunlun Mirror hidden in the Ten-thousand-year-old Peach Garden must be secured in our grasp to bring peace of mind; otherwise, if it slips away like the Gathering Immortals Flag... it would wound me grievously..."
"I'll dispatch the Deities of the Dark Heavenly Court to retrieve the Qiankun Haori Kunlun Mirror... Empress, prepare thoroughly, ready the Pure Water Bowl and the Tianhe Ruyi Hairpin."
The Empress's majestic face abruptly stiffened.
Mr. Lian kept his head bowed low, yet his eyes sparkled with sharp intensity.
Lord, explosive good news has arrived!
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Li Che gripped the Flying Thunder Chess Piece firmly and headed back to Mo City Fengdu.
Black rain poured endlessly from the towering skies, drumming and splashing everywhere, churning up an enigmatic black fog.
Back in Mo City Fengdu, Li Che extinguished the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame, unveiling his frosty expression.
His dark, lustrous hair whipped fiercely in the wind.
Blazing fury roared in his eyes without end, an unmatched iciness, and a killing intent that soared sky-high.
"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Mysterious Que... Immortal Gods!"
Li Che drew a deep breath, gradually shutting his eyes, steadying his churning heart to serene calm.
Qitian had hurled himself into the Mysterious Que of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, clashing headlong with the immortal gods. With Qitian not yet fully healed to reclaim his divine fighting strength, directly battling immortal gods would surely bring torment and perhaps a crisis of life or death.
A fate hanging between life and death describes it perfectly.
Thankfully, Li Che had planted a white chess piece on the Old Monkey; even after Qitian plunged into the Strange Que of Earth, the link via the chess piece grew far hazier.
Still, through that white chess piece, he could sense the Great Sage's safety and vital signs.
This offered some comfort, allowing Li Che in the days ahead—when he marches the Underworld's champions and Prison Lotus Gods into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—to track Qitian's trail via the chess piece, rushing to his side for battle and achieving their vow to slaughter every god.
