As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1704: 445: Devouring the Four Heavenly Kings—Li Che's Monster Rearing, Unstained Heart's Fifth Molting

Boom—!!!

A ferocious gale roared ferociously, unleashing a savage energy.

Li Che suddenly raised his head, witnessing the void seem to crack apart, and from the heart of that fractured void, an inky-black metropolis materialized.

The metropolis towered grandly and timelessly, stretching across the turbulent currents of space as though it coexisted with eternity.

An overwhelmingly powerful divine force enveloped it, shimmering like the dim glow of an illusion, making Li Che's expression turn stern bit by bit.

Li Che's sight locked onto the entrance of the city, where four characters came into view.

[Nine Nether City]

Nine Nether City!

A slight quiver ran through Li Che's heart, as if from that metropolis he glimpsed a massive black lotus blooming, cursed black flames weaving and expanding, scorching lands and churning oceans, annihilating entire realms!

Defying heaven and earth alike!

Faintly, atop the walls of the city, Li Che noticed cool lunar light dispersing, as if poised to soar on feathered wings toward the moon.

A matchless Goddess appeared, resembling an eternal divinity bathed in the moonlit glow of Guanghan Palace.

Li Che's brow creased a little.

Next to the Goddess stood a sturdy form clad in golden armor, sporting a fierce boar head, gripping a nine-toothed nail rake.

The pair positioned themselves on the city ramparts.

With intricate expressions, they gazed outward.

As though bridging the broken spans of time and space, their eyes met Li Che's in a intense lock.

Buzz—

The city faded away.

In Mo City, the gusts and turbulence appeared to settle.

Li Che remained within Mo City, his forehead deeply wrinkled.

Nine Nether City…

Buried deep in the Netherworld?

Yet that doesn't fit, that metropolis… it shares a profound link with the Prison Lotus, isn't that enormous black lotus precisely the Prison Lotus?

Thus, the Temple Gods from which Yun E and Zhou Peng reincarnated, do they hail from this Nine Nether City?

Li Che's heart couldn't stop a faint tremor.

Those Temple Gods, are they aligned with the Prison Lotus faction?

Their emergence near Xi Xi, is it mere chance?

Xi Xi's ties to the Prison Lotus run far too deep, from the Prison Lotus Curse to the supposed past life of her soul…

Furthermore, after slaying Dead Ji Molie before, the monk called Golden Cicada was revealed lurking behind Ji Molie.

Golden Cicada…

Equaling Heaven, Golden Cicada… Li Che's eyes glinted.

Buzz buzz buzz—

Like the cries of tormented spirits resounding, faint luminous threads converged ahead.

The captured souls of Yun E and Zhou Peng emerged from the Netherworld.

Their cultivation levels weren't advanced, making soul capture hardly challenging, with zero drain on Li Che.

Still, Li Che sensed that the Temple Gods inside them had vanished.

Maybe their Temple Gods lingered in that Nine Nether City, staying put even after the soul capture succeeded.

Li Che considered using Summoning Gods, but despite seeming near, the vast separation made Summoning Gods impossible.

He let out a soft sigh.

For the moment, this would do.

Yun E and Zhou Peng's eyes fluttered open, Zhou Peng's plump features smoothed out, reforming into Little Fatty.

“Uncle Li… Lord…”

Yun E's eyes opened, her delicate lashes quivering softly, shifting back to her youthful self, her look settling on Li Che with a fleeting odd glint.

At her side, Zhou Peng scratched his scalp, eyeing his form with curiosity.

Details gradually seeped into their thoughts, clarifying their present circumstances.

Captured souls?

Yun E and Zhou Peng shared a look, both exhaling in relief.

Though existing in a new shape, all the same… survival remained a blessing.

“Don’t call me Lord, just Uncle Li is fine.” Li Che smiled lightly.

“Xi Xi’s waiting for you all outside, head over… even with your altered life form, cultivation and growth are still possible, perhaps even smoother now.”

“But the Temple Gods within you, I couldn’t bring them back… they’ve been called to Nine Nether City.” Li Che explained.

Yun E nodded: “Uncle Li, it’s alright, we get it.”

“Nine Nether City sits by Prison Lotus Lake…”

“It belongs to the Prison Lotus faction…”

“The Temple Gods of Zhou Peng and myself come from the Prison Lotus faction, and reincarnation simply obeys the Prison Lotus’s intent, aiming to alter the Prison Lotus’s current state.”

Yun E murmured gently, the lunar divine mark on her forehead glowing faintly.

“Once we return to Prison Lotus City, we can infuse the Temple God’s strength into our bodies, gaining massive advancements and transformations.”

“Temple Gods manifesting in this realm, even in the Strange Que, face intense suppression, and with our low cultivation, we can’t fully access the Temple God’s might…”

“As fallen deities, Temple Gods naturally can’t display their divine force at full strength, and carrying a Temple God weakens our power even more.”

“Naturally, if our cultivation progresses, wielding Temple God power—even imperfectly—would allow huge strides… making us valuable allies to Uncle Li.”

Yun E’s eyes sparkled with light, carrying a hint of anticipation.

Her stare at Li Che shone intensely, like stars swirling in its depths.

Nearby, Zhou Peng observed Yun E’s demeanor, scratched his head, and felt a touch of gloom.

He knew that look all too well.

Maybe the grip from that abyss was just a fleeting Nan Ke dream.

Li Che’s brow furrowed briefly but eased quickly, setting aside thoughts of the Temple Gods.

The Mysterious Temple’s arrival in the world, linking the Mysterious Temple to the Strange Que…

This forges a special bond between the realm and Strange Que, a bond that profoundly shifts the world’s dynamics, with the Mysterious Temple’s rise spilling divinity everywhere, enabling countless cultivators to advance, shatter their cultivation barriers, and herald a golden age of cultivation.