As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1555 - 413: Qian Yuan Divine Sect Is Not the Equal Heaven Temple of Old, Eight Gates Open and Gods Dance Their Last in the Human World
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The teleportation triggers exactly where the chess piece strikes the earth!
And that very piece...
Had descended right at Zhao Beidou’s side!
It was within a mere thirty-foot radius!
As his fingers curled to seize the piece, Li Che’s eyes ignited with a blinding radiance, his form manifesting instantly beside Zhao Beidou.
"You seek your own death."
Zhao Beidou threw a cold, sidelong look at the Underworld Yama, the Disaster Wheel behind him suddenly erupting in a brilliant glow!
The oppressive weight of the world itself came crashing down with fury.
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire in his grip coalesced, forging a razor-sharp blade. With a twist of his torso, he swung the weapon toward the Underworld Yama’s throat, intending to decapitate him in a single stroke!
However...
Li Che’s gaze shimmered with intensity as the three Dao Fruits within his chest began a frantic pulsation.
The [Dragon Elephant Vajra], [Chess Saint], and [Fairy in the Painting] Dao Fruits!
Like three celestial bells struck by a titanic force, they vibrated in unison, sending explosive shockwaves outward like a raging storm!
Dragon Elephant Vajra, Unmatched Horizontal Refinement!
The Dao Guide detonated as the Dragon Elephant Furnace fused!
His entire Qi-Blood reservoir erupted at once; within his massive tendons, the purest and most majestic Martial Qi-Blood surged!
The spinal dragon let out a roar as one Qi Gate Divine Seed after another flared to life, congregating inside the Dragon Elephant Furnace!
It was as if the Immortal Gods of the Nine Heavens were being refined to their limit within a furnace to produce a transcendent Immortal Pill!
Furthermore!
The Chess Saint’s Dao Fruit was at work, calculating every move with perfection!
A half-step ahead of the Heavens, the Heavenly Might belongs to me!
The thirty-foot Victory Over Heaven Dao Domain expanded violently, trapping Zhao Beidou within its grasp!
A web of chessboard lines spread out!
The crushing pressure, akin to a mountain's collapse, caused Zhao Beidou’s pupils to narrow!
"Heavenly Might?! Divine Tribulation?! No! This isn't right!"
"Your Heavenly Might... it’s a sham! All of it is fake!"
Boom!!!!
Zhao Beidou felt an invisible power, governed by the laws of Dao Yun, descending upon him. it sought to ruthlessly drag down and sever his very Cultivation!
To fall from the Divine Tribulation realm back down to the Divine Fetus!
It felt as if time itself were reversing, the years flowing backward!
Zhao Beidou was both terrified and enraged—what kind of bizarre technique was this?!
How could the methods of the Underworld be so diverse and strange!
He unleashed a long howl, and the Disaster Wheel behind him blazed with incredible light. The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire splintered into countless blade-lights that hacked wildly in every direction as his Divine Tribulation Heavenly Might erupted with staggering force!
Boom!
His Cultivation, which had begun to flicker and wane, was forcibly stabilized. He even pushed back against the Victory Over Heaven Dao Domain, struggling to reclaim his peak power!
Li Che’s eyes burned like torches, fiercely bright!
Inwardly, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
The Victory Over Heaven Dao Domain could indeed suppress an adversary’s Cultivation, pulling them down to his own level, but there was a catch...
If the opponent's Cultivation exceeded Li Che’s by too great a margin, the suppression would exist... but it would be incredibly brief!
In less than the blink of an eye, the effect on Zhao Beidou vanished entirely!
The chasm between a Divine Tribulation Cultivator and Li Che remained immense!
But...
That brief moment was enough!
Even if the Victory Over Heaven Dao Domain failed to permanently drag Zhao Beidou down to the level of a Divine Fetus Great God...
It succeeded in making Zhao Beidou’s aura wither to its absolute limit!
This was the opening Li Che needed!
The [Fairy in the Painting] Dao Fruit shuddered—Divine Power: Master of Mo City!
The people of the city were detained, their wills united as one!
From the wreckage of Mo City, one distorted soul-capturing figure after another rose, their spiritual threads surging toward the Dominator Avatar wearing the Bull Demon Mask.
Indeed...
Li Che did not direct that collective soul-capturing power into his own body.
There was no requirement for it!
His objective was to push the Dominator Avatar’s power to even greater heights!
Strong enough...
To withstand the force of his Eight Gates!
The Dominator Avatar could absorb the damage intended for Li Che!
And now, if Li Che intended to slay a Divine Tribulation expert, he had to... attempt to detonate the Eighth Strange Gate!
Only a force of that magnitude could trigger a qualitative transformation through the massive surge of Qi-Blood!
Currently, Li Che’s physical body was completely incapable of surviving the detonation of the Eighth Strange Gate...
But he had the Dominator Avatar to take the brunt of the burden!
He only needed...
To deliver a single punch!
...
...
Zhao Beidou’s eyes sharpened. His powerful Heaven and Earth Soul clearly detected the puppet auras below frantically congregating toward the Underworld Ox Demon.
This left Zhao Beidou utterly baffled.
No...
What is the point of this?!
Why wouldn't he focus the puppet’s strength into the Underworld Yama’s body?
Why gather it all on the Ox Demon instead?
Has the Underworld Yama... lost his mind in the heat of battle?!
But in the following heartbeat, Zhao Beidou realized his error.
Li Che’s golden hair flared upward as his fingers tightened into a fist—the very space within his grasp shattered!
The void ruptured!
This single punch... possessed the raw caliber of a Martial God!
Zhao Beidou’s hair stood on end in terror!
"Come! Old Deng!"
"Witness my strike!"
"Unleash everything!"
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom——!!!
The roar of seven divine seeds detonating echoed like thunder!
The sound escalated from a low rumble to a deafening explosion!
Li Che’s eyes flashed with brilliance, and the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit in his chest pulsed with extreme excitement. He could almost hear the jubilant cry of the Dragon Elephant itself!
Deep within his spine!
The eighth golden vortex of Qi-Blood shone with blinding intensity!
The Eighth Strange Gate!
Magnificent and radiant!
Explode for me!!!
Boom——!!!
As the command fell, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck right next to Zhao Beidou’s ear, like the roar of a heavenly catastrophe!
Rumble——
Visible to the naked eye, the eighth Qimen Divine Seed seemed to be drained by a terrifying force, slowly imploding.
The Dominator Avatar, which had absorbed all the concentrated malice of the Earthly Hell, expanded instantly. Countless ghastly fissures appeared across its surface, a terrifying web of wounds!
It looked like a piece of porcelain that had been struck a million times by a devastating force!
"Ah——!!!"
The Dominator Avatar threw its arms wide and let out a long, harrowing roar.
The cracks upon its form continued to spread, reaching down into the very foundation of Mo City.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom——!
The earth of Mo City could no longer contain such power; it fractured and exploded into fragments!
The perimeter of the city began to rapidly disintegrate and vanish!
"What are you doing?!"
"You madman!!!"
Zhao Beidou felt the Underworld Yama’s power expanding at a terrifying velocity!
That vast sea of Qi-Blood shattered the shackles of a Martial Saint in an instant!
Martial God!
This is...
A Martial God!
The Underworld Yama had actually reached the level of a Martial God in this moment?!
And it wasn't just any Martial God!
No!
The Qi-Blood of a common Martial God could never reach such a terrifying level of intensity!
It was incomprehensible! Unfathomable!
How could the Underworld Yama’s physical frame endure this power?!
He is seeking death!
And he wants to take me with him?!
In Zhao Beidou’s eyes, this punch was a suicidal gambit. Such power... it was not something a Martial Saint who hadn't endured the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations could possibly survive!
Zhao Beidou was incensed, and for the first time, a flicker of genuine dread appeared in his eyes!
The fear of death!
As a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, it was only when confronting the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations...
That such a fear would ever surface!
Countless streaks of White Netherworld Tribulation Fire erupted from his skin. Zhao Beidou roared, forced to play his final, most desperate card.
With a sharp click, a fracture appeared on the Disaster Wheel behind him!
Instantly, his entire body was consumed and wreathed in Tribulation Fire!
Divine Tribulation Body!
The ultimate forbidden technique of a Divine Tribulation Cultivator!
Burning one's own body with the fire of tribulation in exchange for power beyond imagination!
Boom——!!!
The Underworld Yama’s eyes flared with a brilliance like two massive suns bursting with light!
As he stepped forward, the void itself could not sustain his weight and shattered!
Like broken glass, the atmosphere splintered and flew in every direction!
Qi-blood... boiling Qi-Blood!
As Li Che tightened his fist, it was as if a golden Qilin, radiating auspicious light, manifested behind him!
The fist clenched, and the wheel imprint began to rotate!
Beneath skin as clear as glazed glass, every vessel was visible, filled with golden blood that flowed like liquid mercury!
The Eighth Strange Gate!
Qimen Immortal Seed!
Qilin Suppression Seal!
The blood thundered through his veins; his organs and extraordinary meridians were all trembling violently!
It was as if they were screaming a warning to Li Che—to throw this punch...
Is to die! You will die!!!
But Li Che’s eyes remained intensely bright, ignoring the alarm!
At this moment, his soul held only one conviction!
Punch!
Throw the punch!
His heart was like a fierce tiger descending from the peaks; his intent was like a hidden dragon rising from the depths!
My will is as unyielding as iron!
Even though the Mo City Sovereign absorbed the majority of the backlash, Li Che’s own body was splitting open, his scorching Qi-Blood spraying out like arrows!
Yet Li Che did not care!
He thrust his fist forward!
Amidst the total collapse of Mo City and the explosion of the Dominator Avatar...
The boiling intent of the fist transformed into a Qilin soaring toward the heavens!
It struck out ferociously toward Zhao Beidou, who—sensing the disaster—had shattered his Disaster Wheel to unleash the ultimate Divine Tribulation Body...
The strike landed with absolute finality!
An ultimate, dazzling punch, like the final dance of a Heavenly God within the mortal realm!