As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1705 - 445: Devouring the Four Heavenly Kings—Li Che Breeds Monsters, Heart Unstained, Pure Heart’s Fifth Metamorphosis
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Yet why would a God descend and turn into a Temple God?
Countless enigmas swirl like dense mist, clouding the sight and blocking the path to reality.
Deciding to set these riddles aside, Li Che turned his gaze toward the two young children.
He waved them over.
"Come on, let’s head out."
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Pat pat...
The downpour continued without end, as Xi Xi and Jin Taixui lingered at the rim of the Deep Pit, their moods heavy and downcast.
Their training partners, who had ventured out alongside them, had abruptly vanished two in number. Jin Taixui managed to hold steady, but Xi Xi grieved so deeply that her chest tightened painfully.
This marked her initial encounter with such heartbreaking separations and disappearances.
Still, her father promised to retrieve Yun E and Zhou Peng. Was that truly possible?
Scanning the barren landscape around her, with the blood-colored clouds roiling in the Heavenly Dome overhead, it seemed like they were spilling forth a chilling crimson shower.
This phenomenon emerged alongside the collapse of the Divine Tribulation.
She slumped against a massive tree and settled down. The scattered foliage shielded her from most of the rain, but Xi Xi was gripped by profound sorrow.
Jin Taixui remained silently at Xi Xi’s side, offering quiet companionship without a word.
Suddenly.
Xi Xi jerked her head up, her Primordial Spirit sharply detecting ripples in the atmosphere.
Gazing upward, she spotted her father guiding Yun E and Zhou Peng, emerging from the void, drenched in the bloody downpour, and approaching step by step.
Xi Xi stared at Yun E and Zhou Peng. Yun E cheekily blinked at Xi Xi, her pale and lovely features radiating warmth and delight.
The thrill of coming together again seemed to infuse Yun E with extra vitality.
Meanwhile, Zhou Peng mirrored Xi Xi by sticking out his small tummy, then flashed a broad smile.
Xi Xi sprang to her feet without delay.
Ecstasy sparkled in her eyes, on the verge of bursting free.
She plunged into the storm, dashing forward at full speed.
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Li Che didn’t leave the four young girls behind; rather, he ventured into Mo City to tally up the gains from this clash.
Instead, he remained with the delighted quartet of children.
They made their way into the partially devastated Luoyun City, securing a spot to escape the rain, and awaited the arrival of Lv Taibai and his group.
Roughly thirty minutes passed.
A streak of sword glow sliced through the dark heavens, ripping apart the bloody precipitation.
Aboard the Sword Artifact, the Great Cultivator Lv Taibai hovered elegantly, a flicker of astonishment in his gaze.
Lv Qiankun’s locks and whiskers whipped in the wind, his elderly eyes holding unfathomable depth: "A Divine Tribulation has fallen."
"This marks the disturbance from a fallen Divine Tribulation."
Fang Hanshu perched on the Flying Sword, his scholar’s robe billowing, as he fondled his elegant beard: "Corpse God Cult... Black Armor Guards..."
He swiftly noticed the bodies scattered amid Luoyun City’s wreckage.
"The remnants of the Temple God’s presence still linger in the atmosphere..."
"We’ve come too late."
Fang Hanshu let out a sigh.
Hopefully, no sorrowful events unfold.
"Sect Master, over here."
Shielded by the unfolding Heaven and Earth chessboard, Li Che had already picked up on the presences of Lv Taibai, Lv Qiankun, and the rest, so he called out right away.
Lv Taibai, now advanced to Divine Tribulation with his Heaven and Earth Soul evolved into Heaven and Earth Dao Soul, possessed an even sharper awareness, incredibly precise, even starting to pierce through illusions to grasp true natures.
The Taibai Sword morphed into a shimmering silver thread and slipped back into his sleeve.
The trio touched down in Luoyun City, zeroing in on Li Che and the others’ location, and rushed toward them.
"Sect Master!"
Xi Xi was enjoying a hearty meal in the tavern and lit up with happiness upon spotting Lv Taibai.
Noting that Xi Xi was unharmed, Lv Taibai’s expression softened instantly, and he felt his tense heart ease.
Gatherings like this always bring delight.
Even Xi Xi, facing Fang Hanshu, the Master of the Demon Cave, felt no trace of her typical dread, but instead a bit of cheer.
"Ji Moli is dead."
Fang Hanshu regarded Li Che and shared his deduction.
From the remains of the Corpse God Cult and Black Armor Guards, Fang Hanshu easily inferred that the perished Divine Tribulation was Ji Moli.
If Lv Taibai managed to reach Divine Tribulation, then Ji Moli... resorting to desperate measures, achieving Divine Tribulation wasn’t overly challenging.
Besides, with the Divine Tide drawing near, the surges of divine power across Heaven and Earth had intensified considerably, rendering the breakthrough to Divine Tribulation somewhat simpler than in the past.
Li Che wasn’t taken aback that Fang Hanshu figured it out, given his knowledge of Fang Hanshu’s actual role.
"Indeed, Ji Moli advanced to Divine Tribulation, planning to slaughter this city, collect Blood Souls, gear up for the trip to Qi Tian City, and he aimed to eliminate Xi Xi too, so I rushed here and summoned helpers from the Underworld to assist, ultimately dealing with Ji Moli."
Li Che explained in a steady tone.
Hearing this, Lv Taibai and Fang Hanshu showed little shock.
After all, the Underworld’s enigmas and might had long exceeded their prior levels, and now an Earthly Ghost Emperor bolstered them. Ji Moli had only freshly attained Divine Tribulation...
It truly lacked much uncertainty.
Breathing out in relief, Lv Taibai patted Xi Xi’s head and let go of a long breath.
"Massacre..."
"Ji Moli has completely lost his senses!"
"King Ping Luan? What nonsense."
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Guarded by Lv Taibai and his companions.
Li Che could finally relax as he stepped into Mo City to review the rewards.
After all, during the review of rewards, Li Che needed full concentration, concerned that any external trouble might arise too suddenly to safeguard against, like the enigmatic monk tied to Ji Moli, hailing from the Western Regions Buddha Land, who puppeteered Ji Moli into the slaughter, the sinister monk Golden Cicada amassing Blood Souls.
Thus, only now could he methodically assess the gains.
In Mo City, the gale and storm raged.
Li Che’s Qi-Blood surged fiercely around him, vaporizing into the void amid the wind and rain.
He reached the corpse of Ji Moli, which had endured a barrage of slashes from the Thousand Mountains Solo Sky-cutting Blade.
Remembering the ceaseless cries that exploded across Heaven and Earth following Ji Moli’s demise, how many souls must have been slain, how many Blood Souls offered up, to forge such a spectacle?