As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1638 - 430: Three Thousand Years of Rising and Falling, Sending Off the Dragon Emperor; No More Soul Capturing—Ink Splashes, Ten Fiendish Dragon Gods Return [Monthly Ticket Please]_5...
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Glancing backward, clearing the view.
Afar off.
The Underworld Yama hovered in the sky, his robes shredded, baring golden body and gore, while the dark poison pill at his back kept belching dense vapors.
No surprise that the Imperial Court's initial assault on the Qian Yuan Divine Sect ended in failure.
This Underworld...
proves to be exceptional, genuinely formidable.
The Old Dragon God let out a heavy sigh, a resolve forming in his mind; subduing the Qian Yuan Divine Sect... appears challenging now.
With the treachery from the Dragon God Crown Prince and Dragon Son added in, he decided to shelve the plan to capture Qianyuan Taoist City for the time being.
His intention was to head toward Qi Tian City, grasping that final opportunity!
Should he claim that chance...
a triumphant return awaited!
He would found a fresh ancestral domain for the Dragon God Lineage!
All inhabitants of Qianyuan Taoist City...
had to perish!
Poof—!!!
Abruptly, the Old Dragon God's mane bristled!
For his Dragon Claw burst open without warning, as Zhao Beidou, hanging onto life by a thread, managed to grip a lengthy sword ablaze with White Netherworld Tribulation Fire...
savagely thrusting it into his torso, the spot already wounded by the Dragon God Crown Prince's strike...
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire ignited straight in his core, detonating with a thunderous blast!
"You——!!!"
"Poof—!!!"
This abrupt twist happened swiftly, incredibly swiftly!
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, that calamitous force, had silently burrowed into his heart, blowing up right away!
Despite the Old Dragon God's cultivation surpassing Zhao Beidou's by one tribulation, he couldn't endure such a detonation!
The Old Dragon God's heart, previously run through by the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword and thus weakened in protection, got utterly burned to nothingness...
The Old Dragon God's gaze bulged, staring in disbelief at Yun Shen and Zhao Beidou within his grasp!
Yun Shen's form glowed with the radiant Power of Destiny, a golden Luck Golden Lotus wrapped around the Old Dragon God, that singular crushing weight of fate...
At the same time, Zhao Beidou pulled back the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire sword, aiming to cleave at his throat!
Treachery...
Yet more treachery!
This realm...
Lacks any true loyalty?!
Why?!
Why did the State Preceptor and Zhao Beidou... conspire to slay him?!
The Old Dragon God sank into utter quiet, sensing the world's profound hostility, which felt even vaster than the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations of Heaven and Earth Will.
Boom—!!!
Behind the Underworld Yama, the poison pill whirled once more, the seventh black aura poisonous dragon coiled forth, bellowing across the lands.
The Old Dragon God snapped alert, a horrifying presence bursting out, even as much of his frame lay broken, the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire raging inside.
In that instant, he appeared to regain his strength, reverting to top form!
His Dragon Claw lashed out viciously, Yun Shen's Luck Golden Lotus failed to hold, shattering outright, and the figure himself turned to dust beneath the Dragon Claw...
Yet Zhao Beidou, being a Divine Tribulation Cultivator at the One Disaster One Tribulation Realm after all.
In peak condition, he could take a strike from the Old Dragon God.
Having dropped to the earth, Zhao Beidou launched skyward once more, undaunted by demise, his disaster wheel fully mended behind him, though riddled with fissures, clashing with full force!
Boom—!!!
The poison pill rotated anew, reaching eight cycles, eight black aura poisonous dragons streaked across the skies!
The Underworld Yama hung impassively in the air.
He lifted his hand, fingers curved like talons, morphing instantly into five Divine Spears.
In another spot.
The Old Dragon God hacked up blood repeatedly, Dragon Blood spraying everywhere, yet his battle fervor burned wildly, a fierce will to survive driving him to battle Zhao Beidou in a frenzied, all-out struggle.
Bang—!!!
Zhao Beidou burst apart with a furious cry!
The Old Dragon God smirked, slamming down to the ground, blood forming a deep crater.
But his mocking didn't endure beyond a few heartbeats.
Far away, the scattered remains of Zhao Beidou and Yun Shen started to gather slowly amid the warped black aura.
Positioned at a distance, they stared at him with spectral gazes.
Those gazes...
Like malevolent spirits and departed souls breaking free from Hell's gates!
Afar, the Dragon God Crown Prince, Dragon Sons, and Grandsons fixed him with eyes like phantoms too.
At that point, the Old Dragon God's mane rose again...
He appeared to grasp it.
Grasp why they turned against him.
Because...
They had all perished!
Boom——!!!
The Old Dragon God jerked his head up and spotted the Rising Dragon Pill behind the Underworld Yama finishing its ninth spin.
In a flash——
The ninth black Poison Dragon burst out savagely!
The Old Dragon God sensed his blood turning to ice.
And under the Underworld Yama's black-and-white mask, his eyes flared with violet light.
Violet flames danced from his five fingers!
A dreadfully fearsome aura of disaster and tribulation swelled like crumbling peaks and raging oceans!
Meanwhile.
Xie Yushen, Zhao Beidou, the Dragon God Crown Prince, and the others went wild with thrill.
"Welcome, Ghost Emperor!"
Ghost Emperor?!
Visible now, the Underworld Yama pressed the horrifying Tribulation Fire onto his crown, and right then...
Violet fire shot upward, dyeing the whole world in purple.
The Golden Skull blazed intensely under the violet flames.
His eyes radiated an intensely daunting pressure.
The Old Dragon God spewed a gush of fresh blood, detecting the immensely fearsome power of disaster and tribulation pouring from the foe...
The Ancestor Dragon Tribulation inside the Dragon Emperor Pearl quivered...
Evidently, the foe's disaster and tribulation power outranked his own Ancestor Dragon Tribulation.
The Old Dragon God's golden locks lost their sheen, shifting back to ashen white...
From his frame, nine Poison Dragons erupted, resembling nine Divine Spears, ripping through his blood and tissue in an instant.
Initially, the Old Dragon God raged in shock, then he sighed, ultimately yielding in despair...
Each step plotted...
Every action a trap.
In the close...
The Underworld had indeed summoned God Realm masters.
While he...
Hung by a thread.
"My Dragon God Clan... is finished!"
The Old Dragon God raised his head, tears flowing freely.
"I, Ao Jia, have braved the currents for three millennia... Yet in the end, I couldn't preserve the lineage."
The Old Dragon God shook his head in wry amusement, and the instant after, he bellowed toward the heavens. His form, restrained by the Nine Revolutions Rising Dragon Pill, disintegrated bit by bit!
The Dragon Emperor Pearl at his back detonated, the Ancestor Dragon Tribulation fading into nothing.
And the Old Dragon God shifted into his True Dragon Body, coiling and ascending to the skies!
Climbing to heights of hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of feet!
Roaring, infused with the poison pill's might from the Rising Dragon Pill, he barreled toward the Underworld Ghost Emperor.
Yet...
The Underworld Ghost Emperor gripped his five fingers tight, and eight dreadful purple vortices whirled into being.
A colossal Purple Fire Dragon Elephant loomed upward!
Enormous elephant feet pounded down in terror!
Poom——!!!
The Old Dragon God's entire raging, power-unleashed form shattered piece by piece in the air!
Boom——!!!
A horrifying blast, innumerous dragon fragments scattered, immense energies whipped up a terrifying vortex, a Poison Dragon Bone leaking ominous black mist slammed into Mo City Fengdu's soil.
The heavens and earth grew eerily still, all of Mo City Fengdu sank into hush, save for the patter of blood rain falling without end.
Xie Yushen and Zhao Beidou watched this scene with intricate expressions.
While the Dragon God Crown Prince and three Dragon Sons abruptly dropped to their knees...
Tears quietly trailed over the Old Dragon God, who battled for his kin unto the end.
This Dragon God Lineage...
The genuine Dragon Emperor!
"Farewell, my emperor!"
...
Li Che was wrapped in the purple Tao Tribulation Fire, becoming the Ghost Emperor whose skull-like eyes scanned with gloom.
Chillingly observing the Old Dragon God's fallen remains.
This round, he opted against Soul Capturing.
For the Old Dragon God, separate intentions brewed.
Rather...
He gradually extended his arms.
Behind him, a vast scroll rolled out with a boom!
Dao Guide——
Ten Vicious Brushwork.
The first vicious, repositioned!