As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1692 - 442: Ji Moli, a Toy of Heroes, Don’t Disturb My Poison Dao Research
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To think that he...
Was utterly defeated by the Underworld Yama?!
Not by the enigmatic Divine Tribulation powerhouse known as the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld, but by the Underworld Yama himself!
Ji Moli let out a furious bellow, his dark and coarse locks thrashing about wildly, his stare cold and piercing, with overwhelming rage surging inside him, like myriad Blood Souls wailing and howling in outrage!
His presence surged upward swiftly, climbing as though reaching an entirely new height!
He confronted the Underworld Yama's punch yet again.
Yet on that fist from the Underworld Yama, violet flames abruptly sprang forth and danced.
An oppressive might, causing Ji Moli’s Netherworld Fire to quiver in fear, burst out with tremendous force!
"You—!!!"
Ji Moli’s surging presence hadn’t yet settled, hadn’t yet launched a retaliation.
Once more, he was blasted away, the Netherworld Fire enveloping him totally overwhelmed by those purple flames!
As Ji Moli barely steadied his form, a burst of freezing cold detonated right behind him!
A sphere of frigid, bone-chilling white flame slammed viciously toward his skull!
Divine Tribulation!
It had to be Divine Tribulation!
This calamitous power!
White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, Zhao Beidou!
Bang!
The blow from the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire materialized without a sound, as if it had instantly warped into position, unleashing its assault.
Ji Moli took the hit squarely on his shoulder, making the Mysterious Black Armor shatter with a deafening boom!
His body flew like a severed kite string, hurtling down to the streets of Mo City, skidding back for hundreds of feet before smashing into the city wall and crumbling it apart...
Ji Moli felt, the moment he stepped into this Mo City Fengdu...
That he had become nothing more than a plaything!
Amid the debris and swirling dust, Ji Moli stumbled to his feet, only for a colossal Dragon Claw to unleash a pressure that locked him in place completely.
A mighty figure at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm?!
Ji Moli’s pupils contracted sharply!
With a piercing howl, the Netherworld Fire across his body ignited explosively, unveiling the Disaster Wheel at his back, which cracked open with fissures!
The newly formed Disaster Wheel, fresh to existence, now bore cracks from the impact!
By unleashing the energy stored in the Disaster Wheel, Ji Moli at last parried the claw attack.
Still, his body endured a brutal slap, hurtling away like a projectile once more, spanning hundreds of feet and careening from one side of Mo City to the other...
Ji Moli’s armor hung in tatters, his flesh and skeleton fracturing.
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Heh heh..."
"The Underworld seeks to probe my true depths?"
"Just you wait, I, the King... shall slaughter every one of you!"
Ji Moli gripped his umbrella gun tightly, using it to prop himself upright.
Defeated...
He had been thoroughly dominated by the Underworld.
A being at Divine Tribulation stage, in the grasp of the Underworld, reduced to a mere puppet, devoid of any power to fight back...
Cough cough cough cough—
While hacking up blood, Ji Moli glared at the hovering Underworld Yama, Zhao Beidou, and that horrifying nine-headed, winged beast!
So formidable...
The Underworld possessed such a vast array of Divine Tribulation masters!
Including even a monstrous creature at the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm!
This Underworld...
Utterly horrifying!
Ji Moli’s hairs all stood on end; he came to understand... that he had gravely misjudged the Underworld’s might.
Fortunately... the connection had at last been forged!
He stretched out his five fingers toward the swirling core of the Death Aura Vortex.
Gradually...
From deep inside the Death Aura Vortex, eerie, demonic growls suddenly reverberated!
Six warped silhouettes forced their way out sequentially from the Death Aura Vortex!
"Six Venerables Great Corpse God... Arrive! Manifest! Annihilate! Massacre!"
"Tear the Underworld apart for me!"
Ji Moli flung his arms wide, his expression wild with mania and thrill.
But—
His bellow halted abruptly.
For a soft voice, laced with irritation, whispered right by his ear.
"The Lord has been awaiting your reveal of these aces..."
"So, done with your cries?"
"If yes, then off to your death; don't disrupt my Poison Dao studies."
The words faded lightly.
Next.
Ji Moli sensed a keen dagger stabbing clean through his back, piercing his heart, its point jutting out from his front.
That dagger's edge...
Dark as pitch, evidently slathered in deadly poison!