As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1631 - 429: Heavenly Poison Rising Dragon Pill, the Ubiquity of the Underworld, the Old Dragon God Betrayed [Monthly Ticket Requested]
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Yet, Fang Hanshu didn't plunge into complete despair, since a ray of hope lingered.
His gaze shifted to Li Che, clad in a black shirt embroidered with a golden lotus, hovering mid-air with a face that appeared mild and utterly innocuous.
Li Che apparently noticed Fang Hanshu's stare and turned his head just a bit, offering a faint smile: "Great Elder, there's no cause for concern."
"All remains perfectly steady."
Fang Hanshu felt a slight jolt of surprise.
He apparently couldn't grasp what Li Che meant by perfectly steady.
"The Underworld exists in every corner."
Li Che pondered briefly before supplementing.
In the instant that followed, he descended softly onto the city wall, extending his five fingers broadly, summoning the Guanyin Lotus Main Battle Tank which promptly materialized there, while Li Che placed his hand upon it, his eyes gleaming with intensity.
Meanwhile.
Within the study room.
Li Che's actual body had eyes glowing faintly.
Lv Taibai's drive to challenge the Divine Tribulation Realm had truly caught Li Che off guard to some degree.
Still, it was fortunate that Li Che got word from Gu Changqing, the Soul Capturing Alchemy Saint, announcing the successful creation of the Heavenly Poison Pill and the Nine Revolutions Rising Dragon Pill.
This effectively finalized the last element in Li Che's strategy for pursuing the Old Dragon God.
With a casual flick.
The dark chess piece warped and grew in the air before morphing into Gu Changqing's highly deferential figure.
"Lord!"
Gu Changqing wore the garb of an alchemist, his expression brimming with thrill and zeal.
"You've managed to refine it?"
Li Che inquired, smiling.
Truly, ensnaring a soul proved most effective for enlisting skilled experts, such as Gu Changqing, this Alchemy Saint who delivered immense aid.
Li Che had previously considered crafting pills on his own, yet his knowledge of alchemy stayed shallow; he'd need to begin from the basics.
That would demand vast mental energy, far less gratifying than the current setup of simply binding an alchemy saint to handle the pill-making.
"Divine Weapon Saint Hand, Divine Pill Saint Hand, Divine Talisman Saint Hand, Divine Sculpture Saint Hand, Divine Array Saint Hand... Among the five key crafts, I've secured two craft saints already, and in time, I'll seek to collect the saints for divine weapons, divine talismans, and divine arrays."
"Achieving the status of a true all-profession saint hand!"
Li Che burst into robust laughter.
The soul-capturing power, after all, formed part of Li Che's own talents?
In that light, proclaiming himself an all-profession saint hand carried no flaw?
"Show me..."
Li Che narrowed his gaze, growing rather intrigued by the Poison Pill.
Gu Changqing grinned, abruptly flicking his sleeves, causing a dark jade bottle to drift upward.
Through a mere thought, a sleek black pill, lustrous like fine jade and radiating brilliance, emerged from the bottle, looking less like medicine and more akin to a precious ebony gem.
Furthermore, an intensely potent herbal aroma permeated the surroundings, stirring one's body and spirit into eager agitation.
Without prior knowledge, who would suspect it as a Poison Pill?
All would mistake it for some exceptional Treasure Elixir!
"How does one deploy it? You can't simply force it down someone's throat, right? Folks aren't idiots; they won't blindly consume a mysterious tablet."
Li Che observed the Poison Pill appreciatively, then turned to Gu Changqing with genuine curiosity.
Gu Changqing answered smilingly: "Lord, this [Nine Revolutions Rising Dragon Pill] stands as the Yin Xuan Ancestor's crowning Heavenly Poison Pill creation, featuring a distinctive activation: guided by will, the pill spins—one turn yields mist, two turns heightens the mist, three turns... up to nine turns unleashing a celestial poison veil, birthing the rising dragon form, from which even deities struggle to rescue."
At these words, Li Che grasped the pill's application right away.
"A wide-ranging assault?"
"Exactly, Lord... And this serves as the Detoxification Pill; once taken, it bestows lifelong resistance to the Rising Dragon Pill's toxin."
Gu Changqing, showing utter devotion, produced yet another pristine white jade bottle.
Li Che began to chuckle.
He nodded, extracted the Detoxification Pill, and swallowed it down, tasting a mild sweetness.
White sugar—Gu Changqing had mixed in white sugar!
Li Che's gaze sparkled profoundly as he stowed the Nine Revolutions Rising Dragon Pill, giving Gu Changqing's shoulder a firm pat: "Excellent..."
"For the next fine accomplishment, you'll receive early rewards."
Having dangled such a grand promise to the captured soul.
Li Che proceeded to loosen up his limbs.
Spreading his five fingers apart, he skipped the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame for concealment and instead firmly retrieved the black and white Underworld Yama Mask, affixing it over his features.
As his eyes snapped open, golden flames ignited and danced.
Clenching his five fingers, he gripped the Thunder Chess Piece securely in his grasp.
His entire form then disappeared tracelessly.
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...
The clash stands on the verge of erupting!
As the imperial forces' Mystic Iron Spirit Wood Warships surfaced merely five li from Qianyuan Taoist City.
Tension gripped everyone's hearts without fail!
However, none retreated, none wavered; each unleashed a formidable presence, all poised in anticipation.
Awaiting the fight!
All recognized too that the empire's follow-up assault on Qianyuan Taoist City would prove far more ruthless and resolute than the initial one—the regime could stomach a single setback, yet scarcely a repeat!
The numerous powerhouses atop Qianyuan Taoist City likewise locked their stares, projecting their auras to apply crushing force.
Rumble—!!!
Once the warships came to a stop, Xie Yushen's gaze sharpened instinctively.
His eyes fell upon Grandmaster Huang Mei at his side, and distantly upon Ning Caisen, Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Divine Sect, with profound intensity.
Meanwhile, the Old Dragon God donned gleaming golden armor, his pair of dragon horns poised as if to rend the heavens, his locks whipping wildly, exuding ultimate ferocity.
He advanced a single stride, launching skyward.
Abruptly, his figure twisted, shifting into his authentic True Dragon shape—a colossal hundred-zhang serpentine form materialized above Qianyuan Taoist City, concealed amid roiling thunderheads, with dragon whiskers, horns, and scales gradually revealing themselves, glittering with splendor!