As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1695 - 443: Six-Desire Corpse God and Three Great Heavenly Kings Unite as One, Today the Heart Demon and King Ping Luan Shall Fall [Monthly Ticket Wanted]...
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The Temple Gods of the Three Heavenly Kings burst forth, their gazes filled with fury as divine might surged across the skies and lands!
A blue-faced Heavenly King, a red-faced one, and a green-faced Heavenly King stood among them!
Even the three-faced Heavenly King plunged into the Blood Pool.
This surge propelled Ji Moli's presence to skyrocket.
At that instant, Ji Moli sensed an unmatched surge of power, his mind stretching out without bounds!
The treasures hidden in Qi Tian City fuel his ambitions!
Along with the total annihilation of the Underworld!
Black Silk coiled ferociously around Ji Moli's form, encasing him like a massive cocoon in tight restraint.
Behind this cocoon, the Blood Pool surged forward in a relentless torrent.
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"Is that... the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk?"
Beneath the Yama Mask split between black and white, Li Che's gaze shimmered with intensity.
Ji Moli had absorbed the Six Corpse Gods along with the supreme Temple God essence, cultivated through his descendants within those three Divine Weapons.
In theory, his flesh and blood couldn't withstand such force and ought to shatter in a cataclysmic blast.
Yet astonishingly, Ji Moli had called upon the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk...
A sudden realization struck Li Che: had Ji Moli's earlier scheme to dispatch Ji Haihui to Golden Light Prefecture, seizing the vast inheritances of the Third Prince Temple God, all been preparation for this very moment?
A scheme to consume and fuse the Temple God Power, elevating himself beyond the limits of ordinary humanity?
"Daddy! That's the Chaos Silk!"
Xi Xi's eyes sparkled with dazzling light as she perched atop the city wall, shielded by the utmost safeguards.
Li Che, donned in the Horse Face Mask, remained close beside her; the father and daughter clasped hands firmly atop the ramparts.
"Yes, that's indeed the Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk—it belongs to you."
"Today, your daddy will take it back for you."
Li Che grinned warmly while gently stroking Xi Xi's hair.
The Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk and the Mystic Thunder Vajra Qiankun Ring held immense value for Xi Xi.
This stemmed not just from their place in the Third Crown Prince's collection, but also from how, once wielded by Xi Xi, these divine weapons could align her body with the latent force inside her, mutually tempering and amplifying their might.
Might potent enough to bear the weight of the Prison Lotus Curse.
Li Che had originally intended, once the journey to Qi Tian City concluded, to raid the Corpse God Cult's central lair and reclaim this Chaos Silk.
However, circumstances now rendered that plan obsolete.
Ji Moli's alliance with the Corpse God Cult had surprisingly yielded this Chaos Silk into his grasp, and he had even dared to attempt its refinement.
The Chaos Silk's energy raged with ferocity, a clear sign that Ji Moli had twisted it via some sinister method.
Boom——!!!
A horrifying blast of power detonated, the divine essence of the Six Desires Corpse God blending seamlessly, followed by a vast radiant glow of Buddha essence and pulsing waves of Temple God presence.
The Chaos Silk shattered apart, reshaping into a colossal black dragon that thrashed savagely through the heavens and earth!
The very air over Mo City appeared to halt in stasis!
Every ink-hued raindrop cascading from above turned rigid in an instant.
As though time itself had paused in a mere fraction of a breath!
Boom——!
Waves of energy rolled outward like an oceanic onslaught, distorting the fabric of space and rippling outward in every direction.
Underneath the Chaos Silk, Ji Moli's sturdy, muscular build pulsed with renewed vitality, undergoing a complete metamorphosis.
Four heads manifested in a square array, affixed directly to his neck.
These additional visages gleamed green, red, and blue—the hallmark of the Three-faced Heavenly King—while six captivating eyes surfaced across Ji Moli's powerful frame, enchanting enough to ensnare the spirits of mortals.
His skin gleamed like polished obsidian, etched with intricate Curse Corpse Divine Patterns; the irises swirled with hook jades encircling them, exuding a malevolent vibe.
A range of emotions flickered across Ji Moli's four heads and faces.
His presence soared without restraint, attaining a historic surge and evolution right then.
Climbing higher and higher, it shattered the confines of the One Disaster One Tribulation Realm, surging into the One Disaster and Two Tribulations domain, and even cresting at its zenith!
His power's intensity neared the threshold of One Disaster Three Tribulations, falling short by the slimmest margin.
With the Six Desires Divinity combined alongside the essence of the Three Heavenly Kings Temple God, Ji Moli now wielded might beyond all precedent.
Ji Moli's dark locks whipped in frenzy as he tilted his head skyward, his gaze deep and shadowy.
Decades of schemes, decades of machinations, and now on this day...
He had at last claimed a monumental advancement in his power.
Better yet, this marked only the start; as he grew accustomed to the forces coursing through his body, his battle prowess could rival One Disaster and Three Tribulations!
Should his cultivation genuinely ascend to One Disaster and Three Tribulations, Ji Moli would boldly reshape the entire Great Vista into his personal domain!
Claim that Ji Moli couldn't unleash turmoil upon this realm?
Who dares utter such nonsense?!
The Great Supervising Minister? National Master Xie Yushen?
They are powerless against him!
Only Ji Moli himself could dictate his destiny!
Visions flooded Ji Moli's sight: memories of his youth, with snow blanketing the world, where he huddled as a ragged urchin, fighting wild mutts for scraps, clinging to life amid the vast expanse.
He had sworn long ago to plunge the realm into upheaval, to claim the throne and end all want and famine forever!
Having endured such misery himself, he would never allow it again.
From that point, he toiled relentlessly toward fulfilling this dream.
Enlisting in the ranks, studying diligently, drawing on cultivation aids, he forged his path, rising steadily through the military.
Yet the ascent proved grueling; even with his sharp aptitude in the forces, progress stalled, blocked by countless obstacles— the heirs and kin of high-ranking officers.