As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1598: 422: Soul Capturing Tribulation's Glimpse of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Unprecedented Dragon Elephant Vajra Level 7
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As space warped momentarily.
Zhao Beidou's figure dissolved into swirling dark vapors, gradually reshaping itself.
A faint smile tugged at Xie Yushen's lips.
His gaze shifted toward Zhao Beidou.
"Grandmaster Zhao... You see, I wasn't deceiving you?"
"Welcome to the Underworld."
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Rumble——!!!
Along the Grand Canal.
Turbulent waves churned wildly, white foam crashing and bursting with thunderous noise!
In the next instant, the massive figure perched amid the river, bobbing with the swells, abruptly snapped open his eyes.
A pair of razor-sharp dragon horns thrust through the emptiness like heavenly lances.
"This doesn't feel right!"
"Zhao Beidou's presence has vanished for too long now…"
The Old Dragon God's eyes widened suddenly, his slit pupils narrowing, radiating a savage intensity.
Bang——!
The waters below erupted violently, as the Old Dragon God rose to his full height, robes billowing, stepping forward in a blur that spanned distances instantly, materializing right in the Imperial Court's encampment.
Gu Qianchi, immersed in cultivation beneath the Array Flag's barrier that shielded against Heaven and Earth Will's detection, creased his brow at the savage surge of the Old Dragon God's energy.
He morphed into a streak of sword light, emerging high above the camp.
"Senior Dragon God, what do you intend?"
"Unleashing your power this way disrupts the morale of the court's troops…"
Gu Qianchi clasped his hands behind him, Sword Qi surging skyward, his voice grave.
"I'm here to inspect Zhao Beidou—that fellow's aura has been absent for ages; I suspect he's deserted the fight!"
The Old Dragon God scoffed coldly.
Gu Qianchi paused in shock—how could that be?
After all, a Divine Tribulation like him, even wounded badly, wouldn't simply abandon the battlefield.
Yet Gu Qianchi truly couldn't detect Zhao Beidou's energy anymore, causing his face to shift.
No further talk passed between them, their eyes locking onto Zhao Beidou's tent.
Guarding the entrance stood Grandmaster Huang Mei.
"Amitabha, the State Preceptor has set up a mighty formation to block Hell's Evils from spying; he's now in a confidential talk with Grandmaster Zhao…"
Grandmaster Huang Mei replied with a gentle smile.
The Old Dragon God narrowed his gaze, uninterested in clashing with Grandmaster Huang Mei—perhaps a Divine Tribulation from Little Lingyin Temple would earn his respect.
He paid no heed to one who hadn't even reached One Disaster One Tribulation.
Huang Mei made no move to stop him, simply stepping aside to clear the path.
But the tent flap parted shortly after, with State Preceptor Xie Yushen clutching four tiny flags, drawing them back, revealing Zhao Beidou's gravely wounded energy…
Gu Qianchi eased his furrowed brow—ah, so that's the situation; this sly old serpent had us worried over nothing.
Zhao Beidou remained a Divine Tribulation, after all; such a being carried the inherent pride of their realm—how could he vanish without a trace in retreat?
The Old Dragon God knitted his brows, strode into the tent, and spotted Zhao Beidou seated cross-legged on a mat, complexion ashen, his Disaster Wheel steadily leaking Dao Yun.
Upon seeing the Old Dragon God, Zhao Beidou sneered right away: "Old Dragon God, who exactly are you underestimating?"
"I, Zhao Beidou... even if I perish in combat, I'll never run away!"
"Death holds no fear for me whatsoever!"
The Old Dragon God creased his forehead slightly, shot a look at the fuming Zhao Beidou, and let out a mocking snort.
"No fear of death? Everyone fears it... everyone does."
Zhao Beidou observed as the Old Dragon God unleashed his brutal presence, then pivoted and departed.
A chill surged in his eyes.
"It's almost here…"
"Old serpent, you'll join me soon enough…"
"If I fall first…"
"Then I'm your elder!"
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Once Zhao Beidou had been dismissed, Li Che turned his attention to the Temple God Meat Ball, born from Yellow Sword Wine devouring the Temple God Dao Position Bead.
He paused briefly, then flicked the Dao Yun Divine Crystal from his grasp, sending it hurtling toward Yellow Sword Wine's Temple God Meat Ball.
Boom——!!!
As the Dao Yun Divine Crystal struck Yellow Sword Wine's Temple God Meat Ball, waves rippled outward, vast Dao Yun flowing like liquid, endlessly pulled forth…
Gurgle, gurgle…
Swallowing noises resounded without end.
The Dao Yun essence within the Dao Yun Divine Crystal drained away swiftly, devoured completely…
Moments later, just the hollow husk of the Dao Yun Divine Crystal lingered.
With a soft thud, the Dao Yun Divine Crystal shell fell to the ground, only for Li Che to scoop it up once more.
"Lord… more… give more…"
Yellow Sword Wine's fragmented intent shaped into faint sound waves, transmitting outward.
Indeed, growth had taken place!
"I understand your eagerness, but hold steady."
Li Che shook his head; he'd only just slain a Divine Tribulation to obtain that single One Leaf Dao Yun Divine Crystal, with none left in reserve.
Li Che had no idea how many Dao Yun Divine Crystals Yellow Sword Wine required to evolve into a full Temple God…
Thus, his craving for Dao Yun Divine Crystals could only find fulfillment in the approaching Qi Tian City.
Positioned where Inner Mysterious Que met Earth Deceit Que, Qi Tian City…
Might offer a way to secure Dao Yun Divine Crystals?
Sensing the mounting intensity from Yellow Sword Wine's Temple God Meat Ball…
A spark of anticipation gleamed in Li Che's eyes.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Down in Mo City, rain hammered relentlessly, like ebony lances stabbing through the skies and lands, laden with a heavy, shadowy dread!
Li Che fiddled with the depleted Dao Yun Divine Crystal, tracing the leaf patterns etched on its face.
Faintly, through one leaf, Li Che perceived a horrifying ancient tree withering away, rotting, crumbling…
Its massive trunk splintering, countless leaves drifting down in a ceaseless whisper.
Thump thump thump—
All at once, Li Che's gaze flickered, and within his torso, a thunderous rhythm pounded like a celestial deity drumming before battle, waves of force rippling out, slamming wildly!
Boom—!!!
Unseen shockwaves, centered on Li Che's frame, exploded outward in a frenzy!
The Qi-Blood in his veins surged uncontrollably, boiling over!
Li Che released all restraint, shattering the bonds entirely!
Bang—!!!
Vast Qi-Blood erupted from his every pore, manifesting as a spectral Divine Dragon and colossal Elephant, looming a hundred feet high, rampaging through Mo City Fengdu!
Fiercely burning Qi-Blood intertwined fiercely, resembling strands of celestial essence, coiling serpentine around the Divine Dragon and Giant Elephant!
Li Che's raven locks whipped furiously, myriad raindrops vaporizing on contact, instantly forming a murky dark haze that blanketed all of Mo City!
"It's achieved!"
Li Che's eyes flashed open and shut, blazing brilliantly in a heartbeat.
Braving the storm, his gaze erupted with golden vapors like lightning, thrashing about!
His flesh turned utterly radiant, each sliver of muscle, patch of skin, vital point overflowing with searing Qi-Blood, warping the nearby void against its will!
In his thoughts, the clash with Zhao Beidou replayed over and over.
"Exhale—"
"Inhale—"
At that instant, even absent the Instant Enlightenment surge from the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, Li Che felt heavenly guidance.
His backbone curved dragon-like, spinning Qi-Blood eddies, until the eighth enormous Qi-Blood whirlpool burst forth!
Li Che roared toward the heavens, his jet-black, vital tresses lashing like bolts!
Fists balling, hands forming intricate mudras, he drilled the moves on Mo City's barren expanse.
His stare burned fierce, thoughts whirling like a tempest!
Boom—!!!
Palms unfurling, executing binding arts, thrusting forth boldly—in a flash, radiant golden Qi-Blood poured out, morphing into a glorious golden flame Qilin, charging and stomping the emptiness!
The mighty Qilin roar evoked heavenly blessings arriving, reverberating across Mo City.
Along his spine, the eighth Qi-Blood whirlpool swelled further!
The din resembled an ocean roiling into a maelstrom!
Li Che's whole backbone crackled, the Martial Immortal Golden Body pushed to its limits, sinews and skeleton humming, tissues quaking!
Yet even igniting the eighth Qimen Immortal Seed's power proved bearable.
The Immortal Seed's boosting force fell well within tolerance.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—
Li Che appeared as a fireball of inferno, ablaze amid twisting, warping, hazy currents.
Jaws parting.
Blazing Qi torrents billowed forth, carving unhealing furrows in the atmosphere!
Immortal Seed!
Qilin Suppressing Seal, Minor Accomplishment!
Through the fight with that Divine Tribulation, paired with the Dao Fruit's evolution feedback now!
This profoundly arcane and challenging Immortal Seed Martial Art leaped from beginner stage into Minor Accomplishment!
Swish swash—
Qi-Blood flowed like surging seas.
Li Che's visage glowed crimson, bulging veins sprawling like coiling Jiao Dragons across the fearsome Martial Immortal Golden Body in this moment.
In his ears, an unending blast thundered, potent enough to rouse slumbering deities!
Like archaic bells in frosted mountains, tolled by divine beings, sonic waves booming across the cosmos!
A scorching tide welled in his core.
With each pulse, golden radiance seeped steadily.
Li Che sensed only a colossal force barreling at him!
[Dao Fruit: Dragon Elephant Vajra (Level 7, 0%)]
Dragon Elephant Vajra!
Unprecedented—
Transformation!
Fifth shedding!