As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1763 - 459: The Arrival of All Gods to Guard Equaling Heaven, Heart Monkey Fire Refines Dragon Elephant Immortal Seed to Major Accomplishment [Monthly Ticket Requested]...

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Li Che located the Mysterious Temple at the end of the Qi Tian Inner City, where the Primordial Chaos Ruyi Golden Cudgel protruded, but dense mysterious fog and chaotic energies blocked his perception through the Heaven and Earth chessboard. He observed that entrants, including the Black Bull Demon God Venerable, the monk from the Western Regions, and acquaintances like Lv Taibai, were scattered across the city by whirling divinity forming transmission patterns. Realizing the city gate bridged the human world and the Strange Que without alerting Heaven and Earth Will, Li Che heard battle drums reverberate, clearing the fog to reveal a stone coffin in the palace holding the corpse of the Qi Tian Temple God, a Great Saint.

The Corpse of the Great Saint?

The Body of the Qitian Temple God?!

Li Che felt every hair on his body rise straight up, stiff as iron spikes, capable of slicing through the atmosphere.

Thunderous drumbeats reverberated nonstop across the vast palace grounds, within this Qitian Inner City linked to the Mysterious Que, positioned right where the Inner Mysterious Que meets the Earth Deceit Que.

A thick Mysterious Fog billowed without end, with an endless divine essence apparently condensed inside, blending seamlessly into the mist. Each inhale by anyone nearby felt like it could draw that divinity straight into their veins.

A golden glow pulsed and quivered at the spot between Li Che’s brows, indicating he had pushed his Star Plucking Pupil to its utmost limit.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard kept rotating high up in the sky!

His eyes locked onto the heart of the Qitian Inner City, where a magnificent hall rose tall with a Hun Yuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel planted upright. The structure gleamed with gold and jewels, featuring shimmering roof tiles and golden paving stones, crimson beams supporting walls of pure white jade, all etched with sacred motifs that radiated grandeur.

One could say this was the most opulent and bizarre temple hall Li Che had laid eyes on yet.

Yet Li Che paid no mind to such splendor; his focus remained solely on the stone coffin housed in that eerie temple, containing the fur-covered remains within.

The body appeared utterly withered and icy, somewhat emaciated, with dried-out fur pressed close against its skeletal frame.

Thick streams of death qi and corpse qi leaked from the stone coffin, bubbling and spilling over the edges like heated liquid from a pot.

The stone coffin itself was remarkably unadorned and basic, standing in sharp opposition to the lavish and majestic hall around it.

Atop the stone coffin, a pattern of a black lotus had been carved, giving off an unsettling vibe.

Li Che’s heart skipped a beat; this black lotus design... might it be the Prison Lotus?

His mind churned no longer in peace, roiling like a stormy ocean...

Does Qitian connect to the Prison Lotus Camp?

And that Great Saint’s corpse... is it authentic?

Can even a Great Saint meet his end?

Li Che shivered faintly; the stirrings from Equal to Heaven’s Face unleashed a flood of emotions within him, crashing like relentless tides.

Though Li Che couldn’t confirm if this world’s Qitian matched the Great Saint from his recollections, one truth stood firm: a Great Saint wielded unmatched might.

Yet, could a being of such caliber truly perish?

The remains rested forlornly in the coffin, wrapped in layers of death qi and corpse qi.

All at once, a powerful urge surged through Li Che, compelling him to venture into this hall, approach the coffin, and verify the reality of this Great Saint’s form.

From afar like this, even a brief sight of it projected an overbearing and eternal aura, stretching beyond eras and voids, as though aiming to crack his psyche and erase his resolve, akin to a god’s majesty that no mortal dared face.

Dong dong dong dong—

The war drums boomed explosively once more, filling the air.

The Mysterious Fog churned and swelled, shaping into a massive palm that blotted out the heavens and swallowed the entire hall anew.

Despite the aid of the Heaven and Earth chessboard, Li Che now saw nothing at all!

Swoosh swoosh—

Across the heavens and earth, the rattling of chains dragging and clinking echoed again.

Li Che’s eyes narrowed a touch; with the Great Saint’s corpse reposing in the coffin, who then was this shadowy human form tugging at the chains, producing those metallic clangs?

Before, when peering from Qitian City Outer City into the Inner City, as the Qitian Inner City quaked and parted, a humanoid silhouette had emerged, glowing faintly, bound by chains, writhing and crying out.

Li Che had assumed back then that the chained struggler was the Qitian Temple God.

But now, it appeared... that assumption might prove wrong!

If that tormented figure wasn’t the Qitian Temple God, what entity could it be?

Just who was it, precisely?!

Perplexity, bewilderment, uncertainties... countless riddles swirled chaotically in his thoughts, refusing to unravel.

Woosh woosh woosh woosh—

Gusts swept through the whole Inner City, laden with biting cold and desolation, infused with death qi that chilled like the bottom of an icy abyss, threatening to encase one’s very spirit in frost.

Near his ears, the drumbeats appeared to slowly diminish.

Li Che remained motionless, his Mo Shan robes billowing in the breeze for a moment.

He let out a long breath, reining in his burning curiosity about the Great Saint’s remains, steeling his determination: he would press forward into the core of that hall, to confirm the truth of the form in the stone coffin.

Even if only for a fleeting look.

Yet inwardly, a lingering pang of regret and grief persisted—could a Great Saint truly succumb?

The enduring corpse of the Great Saint, might it...

Li Che lifted his gaze gradually, under the Equal to Heaven’s Face, where faint golden vapors seemed to drift.

Might it ensnare souls?

Li Che breathed a quiet sigh, shaking his head; most likely, such a feat lay beyond reach at present.

Aside from that, given his present cultivation level, seizing the soul of the Qitian Temple God proved utterly unattainable. Moreover, the era of the Qitian Temple God’s demise stretched far beyond any soul-capturing prowess he possessed.

Nevertheless, Li Che resolved to investigate all the same.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard contracted its scope, then started to widen, scanning via portals, teleporting haphazardly to spots near the myriad Treasure Towers and hall clusters encircling the Inner City.

He tilted his head upward, staring at the firmament; Qitian Inner City... nestled profoundly inside the Mysterious Que, beyond the Inner Mysterious Que, bordering the Earth Deceit Que.

This spot held extreme delicacy.

Numerous powerhouses held the view that this Qitian Mysterious Temple, tied to the Earth Deceit Que, could serve as the entryway into the Earth Deceit Que.

Such importance loomed large, since entering the Earth Deceit Que meant accessing a transcendent enigmatic realm, brimming with even vaster divinity, unlike the Inner Mysterious Que. Above all, cultivation resources abounded there, with superior Dao Yun Divine Crystals and Divinity Crystals emerging in plenty.