As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1747 - 455: I Heard Your Voice in the Underworld; Slaying a Demon God Each Day, Qitian Recovery
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In the heart of Mo City Fengdu, the Painting Immortal Avatar enhances the Immortal Artisan Gatling, the Immortal Work Barrett, and various other immortal devices, aiming to fuse the Shenxiao Prison Thunder Pill into them for greater potency.
Enhancements to the Guanyin Lotus Bullet advance in parallel.
Blessed with the aid of the Painting Immortal Avatar, Li Che juggles numerous responsibilities without overextending.
He gathers and stockpiles the compacted Prison Thunder Pills.
Li Che releases a measured breath.
Donning the Truth Listening Mask, he launches his strike against a One Disaster Two Tribulations Demon God from the Nine Demon Gods, his form dissolving into the shadows.
His tactics mirror those from the previous day, showing scant alteration.
Still, a One Disaster Two Tribulations Demon God boasts far superior defenses than a One Disaster One Tribulation Demon God.
Boom——!!!
The Hundred Feet Victory Heaven Dao Domain unfurls, driving the One Disaster Two Tribulations Demon God's aura to sink relentlessly.
In addition, the Divine Skill Demon Immortal Nine Revolutions, infused with the demon energy from the two Demon Gods enlisted yesterday, acquires two additional revolutions, amplifying the demon energy further.
Bolstered by the suppression from the Ten Thousand Demon Emperor Dao Fruit.
Amid the demon energy exchange, Li Che smoothly imprisons the adversary within Mo City Fengdu.
The third day.
The fourth day.
Time flows leisurely like a soft breeze, days merging seamlessly.
Daily, with the shift from daylight to night, a Demon God quietly succumbs to an invisible foe.
The Night Bat Demon God persists in updating the Black Bull Demon God Venerable every three incense sticks on the Bull Demon and Li Nuanxi's developments.
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable remains highly content, convinced that his command is secure with a competent ally like the Night Bat Demon God.
Meanwhile, the three demon gods stationed at Qi Tian City's three portals grow progressively more occupied.
For some tenacious cultivators detect the nearing of Qi Tian City's inheritance event.
Yet those powerful enough to breach the city have already overcome their ordeals and linger inside.
The insufficiently mighty, denied entry, can merely stew in worry outside.
Across the Heavenly Dome, brooding clouds tumble, dense and foreboding.
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable lingers in his yard, wrapped in towering demon energy, head lifted with horns poised to skewer the firmament.
“It’s about to begin...”
“Five hundred years, our Demon Race has waited a full five hundred years...”
“The Demon Saint is about to return!”
The demon energy swirling around the Black Bull Demon God Venerable erupts without control.
“Night Bat, can I successfully summon the Demon Saint back?”
The Night Bat Demon God neatly folds his bat wings, inclining his head.
“Venerable, you can definitely do it!”
...
...
Within Qi Tian City, in an extravagant abode.
The Heaven and Earth chessboard whirls steadily overhead, sealing off all presences. Demon energy churns wildly, though shifts pass undetected.
Li Che, equipped with the Truth Listening Mask, props the Yin Yang Demon Blade on the floor like a staff, his purple locks ablaze and streaming like fire in the breeze.
The heavy, constraining vibe in the atmosphere intensifies steadily.
Rumble——
The earth quakes subtly as the colossal frame of the Croc-headed Demon God tumbles down, pulverized to fragments just like before.
The Sea Flipping Nine Infants turns more fractious; denied the Demon Gods tantalizingly close, it resembles a youngster encircled by treats yet barred from tasting them, bound to erupt in frustration.
Nonetheless, the Sea Flipping Nine Infants faithfully executes Li Che's directives, confining its petty outbursts to solitude.
What recourse remains when its master denies sustenance?
Finalizing the Soul Capturing of the ultimate One Disaster Two Tribulations Demon God.
Disregarding the three One Disaster One Tribulation Demon Gods at the gates, Li Che has ensnared five of the Twelve Demon Gods, four One Disaster Three Tribulations Demon Gods yet to fall.
These four demon gods demand far greater effort to conquer.
Considering the Sea Flipping Nine Infants itself resides merely at the One Disaster Three Tribulations level...
Plus, these One Disaster Three Tribulations demon gods receive reinforcement from fellow Demon God Venerables, necessitating heightened vigilance compared to the Two Tribulations variants.
Buzz——
Beneath the Croc-headed Demon God's deferential watch, Li Che in the Truth Listening Mask unleashes his demon energy skyward, then pivots to depart.
He forgoes returning to the residence.
Li Che sheds the mask, unraveling the Demon Immortal Nine Revolutions.
He traverses the shadowy passage, his steps reverberating through the narrow space, sharp and echoing.
Soft amber lanterns diffuse a gentle warmth, lighting up the humble diner.
Before the establishment.
Xi Xi and the Big Black Dog romp together.
Jingle.
The drape rises as the shopkeeper, clad in immaculate white garments, steps out bearing a piping-hot dish.
“Xi Xi, come have a late-night snack.”
As though detecting a familiar presence, the shopkeeper glances toward Li Che's location.
Xi Xi, dashing toward the treat, halts abruptly and whirls to spot Li Che, her gaze igniting with delight.
Torn briefly between the snack and her father, she opts to sprint to him.
With a bound, the little girl sporting a lofty ponytail launches into Li Che’s embrace like a tenacious octopus.
“Daddy! Did you come to take Xi Xi home?”
Xi Xi blinks her eyes.
Li Che strokes her tiny head: “No, Daddy just came to see you.”
Sensing her noticeably rounder form after only days apart, Li Che swiftly deduces the indulgent care she receives from the shopkeeper.
“Yay! But aw... that’s disappointing!”
Xi Xi claps her hands without thinking, but spotting her father’s amused expression, she hurriedly reins it in, realizing such glee might seem out of place.