As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1691 - 442: Heroes Strike as Ji Moli Is Reduced to a Plaything—Don’t Disturb My Poison Dao Research [Monthly Ticket Needed]
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Bang bang bang bang——
Raindrops hammered relentlessly against every structure in Mo City, shattering them into a murky veil of dark fog!
The Underworld!
Mo City Fengdu!
A horrifying earthly force pressed down, as if some monstrous power had shattered the massive Tianhe dam, unleashing wild and furious heavens!
Fierce gusts and shockwaves ripped through the ceaseless Mo Rain.
Ji Moli's dark armor rattled with clangs as he gripped the umbrella gun at an angle, floating high over Mo City. From his back, a swirling vortex of Death Aura churned and grew, spanning roughly fifty feet.
"This is inside Underworld Fengdu..."
Coldness sharpened in Ji Moli’s eyes as he scanned the area, his stare locking onto the Horse Face atop the Underworld's city wall.
That figure was Li Che.
Still, Ji Moli didn't linger there, his search pressing onward.
The Underworld hid other savage entities...
What Ji Moli sought above all was... the Divine Monkey!
He had plunged into Underworld Fengdu at great risk, driven by a single goal—to seize the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod from the Divine Monkey.
The Great Supervising Minister and the State Preceptor both declared Ji Moli unworthy to claim the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod, stirring uproar across the Dajing World.
Ji Moli refused to accept it!
In an instant.
A massive silhouette emerged next to Li Che on the city wall, clad in a black and white mask, arms folded, rooted there like a pillar between sky and ground.
It was the Underworld Yama!
Long time no see... Underworld Yama.
Ji Moli could never erase the memory—his avatar had been cleaved by the Underworld Yama, even his Divine Fetus sliced in two.
Though merely an avatar, it felt nearly as real as his main body.
The agony and shame from that encounter burned deep.
Boom——!!!
Ji Moli realized that inside Mo City Fengdu, the Will of Heaven and Earth blocked all detection; it formed a Small Cave Heaven.
As a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, he could freely unleash his full might here!
Thus, Ji Moli burst from the churning Death Aura Vortex, tearing across Mo City's skies, charging straight at the Underworld Yama with murderous intent!
Netherworld Fire Disaster Power flared in Ji Moli’s eyes, his roar echoing as his presence surged with unmatched ferocity and might.
The umbrella gun in his grasp erupted with Temple God Power, rampaging forward while the earth of Mo City cracked and splintered beneath him.
Having elevated his Three Calamities Dao Position to Divine Tribulation, Ji Moli’s battle prowess stood truly impressive!
"Ji Moli."
A low, raspy voice...
Rumbled from the Underworld Yama's lips.
Ji Moli launched his deadly assault, eyes locked tight.
Yet from under the Yama's black and white mask came a thunderous blast.
"Is that all...?"
"Just that much?"
Boom——!!!
From the city wall, Yama stomped forward with savage force, the gaze beneath the mask igniting fiercely!
Like twin lamps detonating with billions of watts, casting boundless radiant glows!
That single step crushed the void, making it shatter under the weight.
Surging Qi-Blood boiled over in an instant, golden streams like towering pillars blasting skyward, linking earth to the heavens!
Against Ji Moli’s supreme spear thrust, Li Che balled his fist and drove it out flat, countless Qi-Blood strands weaving into a majestic Qilin!
Clear as flawless crystal, its inner veins stretched taut!
The Eight Extraordinary Meridians flared wide!
Qilin Suppression Seal!
Boom——!!!
Dreadful fist intent surged like boiling Martial Dao Will, forming an inverted cascade surging upward, forcing all the dark raindrops to hang reversed against the sky!
As if time and eras flowed backward!
A fiery golden Qilin bellowed in a flash, its dominating force eclipsing the aura that had risen to Divinity Transformation True Martial through Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods!
Boom——!
At the clash's peak, swirling shockwaves rippled outward!
Enormous fissures ripped through the ground of Underworld Fengdu, jagged and terrifying, weaving thickly in all directions!
It resembled the end of days!
Once the impact faded!
Blood sprayed from Ji Moli’s mouth as his body rocketed like a shot cannonball, slamming into Mo City’s earth with a deafening crash.
He gouged a huge crater into the ground of Mo City, where he lay with his chest collapsed inward, eyes wide with disbelieving horror!
How could...
It be this powerful?!
This was the Underworld Yama?
He... had grown even mightier!!!
Right now marked Ji Moli’s peak form, having advanced to Divine Tribulation and unleashing his cultivation wildly in this Small Cave Heaven!
Delving deeper into Divine Tribulation via one of the Three Disasters—the Netherworld Fire!
Ji Moli believed that in this state, he could rival even a Divine Tribulation Cultivator at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm!
Yet a single strike from the Underworld Yama nearly ended him!
Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle——
Blazing hot!
Intense scorching heat kept radiating throughout Mo City.
The Underworld Yama hovered mid-air, under the black and white mask, eyes streaming with golden radiance.
"Is that everything you've got?"
"Unleash any hidden aces you've got, fast... Or else, charging foolishly into my Underworld lair will make me see the foe I've always dreaded as nothing but a blind swine."
The gravelly tone drifted lazily from Yama’s mouth.
Buzz——
But the moment the words ended.
The Underworld Yama’s form blinked out of sight, vanishing like a specter slipping through the folds of time and space.
It was the Flying Thunder Move from the Heaven and Earth chessboard!
Dropping a chess piece meant instant teleportation.
Yama reappeared right in front of Ji Moli, sprawled in the crater, his fist wreathed in golden Qi-Blood flames, smashing down with brutal force!
Ji Moli’s senses screamed in alarm, and he thrust the umbrella gun up as a barrier.
Thud——!!!
A dull boom rang out, driving Ji Moli’s legs deep into the soil, carving long furrows across the ground of Mo City Fengdu.
Legs sunk amid the ruts, Ji Moli’s grip on the umbrella gun shook uncontrollably.