Chapter 190: 190. Chapter 189: The Showdown Between Father and Father, the Country Bummit Smashes the Martial Saint's Will
190. Chapter 189: The Showdown Between Father and Father, the Country Bummit Smashes the Martial Saint's Will
Boom—
The roaring sound of the rushing river exploded in everyone's ears.
Above the ten-thousand-zhang azure sky, splashing rain poured down like countless furious bullets, pattering nonstop.
At Fury Cliff Stone, they truly heard the endless roar.
That was the furious roar of the six Black Armor Blood Guards after drawing their horse‑slaying sabers, exploding in everyone's ears, reverberating without cease, like thunder ringing in the ears.
The many cultivators of Golden Light Prefecture all turned deathly pale.
The six Black Armor Blood Guards brought by Young Lord Ji Haihui were all masters at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, their qi and blood tempered to the extreme, and they cultivated the same method.
Their qi and blood linked together, they were not inferior to any Divine Gang Grandmaster!
Even in terms of aura, they were even more terrifying!
After all, they were united as one!
The furious roar echoed without end, like thunder shaking the heavens!
All martial artists felt their qi and blood surge uncontrollably, and many divine cultivators also sensed their divinity wavering!
The Shadow Guard True Person rose into the air, and before him three powerful figures blocked his path.
Lu Yao, Daoist Wang, and Zhu Chanyang of the Temple Suppression Office.
Two Divine Origin True Persons and one Divine Gang Grandmaster—such a lineup indeed caused the Shadow Guard True Person to gradually calm down.
But everyone could feel the anger.
Mixed with the anger were fear, despair, and sorrow!
"Sir, stay calm."
"The Temple God Resonance hasn't ended yet; no one knows what's happening inside."
Wang Kuoyu said in a low voice.
Jiao Shaoxiu has entered the Mysterious Gate, so now we need him, Wang Kuoyu, to step forward.
After all, he, Wang Kuoyu, is currently the sole Divine Origin True Person of the Divine Sect on the surface.
As for the Grandmaster charioteer who has always guarded Jiao Shaoxiu,
he is completely still at the moment.
As for this charioteer, unless something harms Jiao Shaoxiu, he has no intention of intervening.
But at least the presence of this Grandmaster gives us confidence.
Even if the Shadow Guard True Person is stronger… he surely can't take on two Divine Origin True Persons and two Grandmasters by himself, can he?
"Young Lord is dead!"
"Divine Origin Sect!"
"You can't escape responsibility; you must give the Lord an explanation!"
The Shadow Guard True Person's body trembled slightly.
He never imagined the Young Lord would die, after all, the Young Lord had many life‑saving means, plus the trump card left by the Old Lord.
But the fact is, the Young Lord is dead.
Before setting out, they each left a trace of divine sense on the Young Lord, while the Black Armor Blood Guards left their essence blood……
If anything happens to the Young Lord, they will receive the news immediately.
And when the Young Lord dies, they will naturally perceive it more clearly.
Despair……
The Shadow Guard True Person, a Divine Origin True Person in his own right, actually felt fear well up at this moment.
He could not imagine how, upon returning to Jizhou, he would explain himself to the Lord, let alone to the Lady.
Heaven has collapsed!
A heir apparent has fallen; how furious the Lord must be!
Not only the Shadow Guard True Person, but the six Black Armor Blood Guards, who never showed any emotional fluctuation, also had their hearts and spirits tremble at this moment.
They seemed to feel the Lord's explosive rage, as terrifying as stars plummeting to earth!
"Divine Origin Sect…… we must give an explanation!"
The Shadow Guard True Person said in a low voice.
Wang Kuoyu's heart sank instantly.
Lu Yao and Zhu Chanyang exchanged a glance, their eyes involuntarily flashing with an unusual hue.
Damn……
Looks like it's really true!
It's not an act!
Young Lord Ji Haihui…… did he really die in this Temple God Resonance?
"Temple God Resonance…… is never completely safe; every child entering the Temple God Resonance trial is warned of its danger."
"Since the Young Lord insisted on participating, if something goes wrong, how can we blame the Sect?"
"Perhaps he died at the hands of the Temple‑guarding Corpse?"
"After all, the Young Lord's veins carry dragon‑god blood; maybe some Temple‑guarding Corpse took offense at the dragon blood."
Nan Lihuo said lightly.
His expression was indifferent, but inside he almost burst out laughing.
Ji Haihui is dead?
Ji Moli's little son died?!
The heavens have eyes!
Nan Li Huo almost drank a sip of ice‑cold watermelon juice on a scorching midsummer day, feeling so refreshed that every pore seemed to burst open!
"Shut up!"
"Nan Li Huo, shut up for me!"
Su Huai let out a ferocious shout!
He stared fixedly at Nan Li Huo, murderous intent spilling from his pupils as if finally no longer concealed.
Violent killing intent and frantic thoughts surged at Nan Li Huo like a tide!
Yet Nan Li Huo laughed heartily.
Death is more than deserved!
Nan Li Huo's arching fire gave Wang Kuyu a serious headache.
He was only out on a mission; if he helped the Profound Heaven Sect produce a pacifying king as a great enemy…
Returning to the Profound Heaven Sect, he would likely face heavy criticism, perhaps even be sent to the back mountains to wall‑meditate.
No…
How could he die?
Or die as a young prince!
Normally, a prince's heirs are called Crown Princes; only those with hereditary succession rights are called young princes.
This shows that the Ji Hai Association's status is decidedly respectable in the eyes of Old Prince Ji Mo Li!
Shadow Guard Immortal radiated murderous intent, and six Black‑Armor Blood Guards drew their swords and stood.
"I will tear apart the strange mist! I want to see… why the young prince died?!"
Boom—!!!
Divine Origin Golden Core hovered, erupting blazing light and heat!
Vast divinity rolled over like a tide!
"Are you trying to kill other prodigies?"
However, when Shadow Guard Immortal acted so forcefully, his intention to tear the strange mist became evident.
Lu Yao and Zhu Chaoyang were both enraged!
Wang Kuyu also struck instantly.
In an instant, wind and rain surged, the great river roared, and all surrounding flora bent down!
Three Divine Origin Golden Cores hovered, radiant as sun and moon, dazzlingly brilliant!
Six Black‑Armor Blood Guards simultaneously gripped their horse‑cutting sabers with both hands, murderous intent raging, as if they became a phantom of a Black‑Armor Divine General, soaring across the sky!
Zhu Chaoyang let out an angry snort from his nostrils.
In a flash, the heavens thundered with a crack!
The Grand Master's body radiated extreme light and heat; with a single step, his aura overwhelmed the world!
One person's aura suppressed the six Black‑Armor Blood Guards!
On the angry cliff stone, swords were drawn taut.
A full‑scale battle could erupt at any moment!
…
…
Boom—!!!
Within the Heaven‑and‑Earth Chessboard.
On the interlaced lines of the board, a plain, jet‑black ancient long sword, like a black hole, suddenly materialized!
Countless sword beams burst forth, each pitch‑black as ink extracted from a grindstone, impenetrably dark!
Buzz—
The sword's chant trembled, as if resisting, quivering, trying to tear open space and leave!
Sword qi surged within the Heaven‑and‑Earth Chessboard, like a lotus blooming in hell!
Prison Lotus!
Boom—!!!
In an instant.
Countless white, pure‑heart divine chess pieces, at Li Che's single thought, shifted horizontally, turning into a rain of meteors, rushing toward the Prison Lotus Yin Divine Sword!
As if to suppress this Four Sovereign Divine Weapon like the seal that subdues the Seven‑Element Corpse Curse!
Clap‑clap‑clap—
Each white pure‑heart divine chess piece exploded!
They burst into an extremely dense divine mist, shrouding the board.
Even a single strand of sword qi sprayed out, as if it could easily cleave the void itself!
It seemed as if the Four Sovereign Divine Weapons were rebelling on their own!
Within the Heaven‑and‑Earth Chessboard.
Li Che's Primordial Soul sat cross‑legged, hovering in the air.
His eyes opened and closed, light flickering!
Li Che watched indifferently.
Why would he voluntarily act to seize this Four Sovereign Divine Weapon, the Prison Lotus Yin Divine Sword…
Because Li Che sensed that the source of that Warrior Saint phantom's power originated from this sword!
Ji Moli seems to have already set it up.
Upon Ji Haihui's death, this sword triggers the Martial Saint bloodline within Ji Haihui's body, causing the prestored Martial Saint phantom to emerge.
If this sword is not sealed, the power of the Martial Saint phantom will continuously surge, reaching an extremely terrifying level!
In that case, even Li Che would probably get a headache.
Therefore, as soon as Li Che makes a move, his target is the Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword.
Has Ji Moli refined this Four Sovereign Divine Weapon?
Li Che guessed, probably not.
But even if he really refined it... so what?
Once you enter the Heaven-Earth Chessboard, you bear the surname Li!
"Damn beast."
Li Che's primordial spirit is cold.
Watching it struggle nonstop, bursting with heaven-shaking sword qi, as if it wanted to cleave the Heaven-Earth Chessboard, the Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword, he shouted.
He raised his hand and tapped between the brows.
Countless pure heart divine chess pieces crashed down!
Instantly they turned into a huge net, spreading out.
Yet Li Che dared to drag this Four Sovereign Divine Weapon into the Heaven-Earth Chessboard, but his greatest confidence was not the pure heart divine chess pieces.
But rather...
【Heaven-Matching Face】!
It is also a mythic divine weapon!
Li Che's primordial spirit leapt forth, sensing and controlling the Heaven-Matching Face, approaching that Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword!
As expected.
The Heaven-Matching Face trembled to life.
It seemed as if an ancient existence, awakening from slumber, like the most pure and exquisite stone between heaven and earth, exploded with a boom!
The Heaven-Matching Face instantly shot up, turning into a stream of light that fiercely covered Li Che's primordial spirit's visage!
Close eyes, open eyes!
Both eyes shone with brilliant flowing gold, as if ultimate splendid golden flames blazed fiercely from within the pupils!
Li Che's primordial spirit wore the Heaven-Matching Face, and its aura rose steadily.
It appeared above the Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword.
A hand covered in monkey fur fiercely pressed down, and he sat down with a thud.
Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword…
After struggling a bit, it chose to give up and slack off.
Just like when, in the Mysterious Gate, it was stabbed twice by the fire-tip spear and then slacked off.
This is a sword that loves to slack off.
With a flick of five fingers, the pure heart divine chess pieces hovered around the yin divine sword.
The yin divine sword gradually fell silent.
It no longer moved, nor struggled.
Only then did the Heaven-Matching Face detach from Li Che's primordial spirit, and it hovered peacefully, with no further change.
Li Che's primordial spirit's eyes flickered.
It seemed to be savoring the feeling of wearing the Heaven-Matching Face.
This feeling actually deepened his insight into the Martial Saint's supreme art, the Primordial Unity Heaven-Matching Staff!
……
……
In the Mysterious Gate, mist surged and washed.
Li Che's pupil light flickered faintly.
Maintaining the motion of grasping the Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword.
In his mind, there flashed a lightning-fast image: the primordial spirit donned the Heaven-Matching Face, suppressing the Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword.
Li Che's face turned slightly weird; this situation was actually somewhat beyond his expectation.
Li Che stored the yin divine sword into the Heaven-Earth Chessboard, merely intending to rely on the power of the 【Heaven-Matching Face】 mythic divine weapon, combined with the power of the pure heart divine chess pieces, to suppress the yin divine sword.
But he never expected it to go so smoothly.
Could it be that the Heaven-Matching Face has been lingering in his Heaven-Earth Chessboard for so long?
Finally it softened, taking on the shape of him, Li Che?
In the Mysterious Gate, all was quiet.
Xixi blinked her big eyes, gripping the Purple Flame Serpent Fire-Tip Spear, extremely excited.
Watching Li Che grab the Hell Lotus Yin Divine Sword in one go and directly store it, Xixi's eyes shone!
As expected of dad, just overbearing!
This sword, say seize and seize!
Even the enemy's divine weapons are not let go!
And Ji Moli's Martial Saint phantom... seemed to have sunk into silence.
As the connection between the yin divine sword and the Martial Saint phantom was severed, the phantom's pressure transformed from the Martial Saint's will began to plummet cliff-like.
Finally, it fell to a horizontal line and then stopped falling.
Li Che sensed it, his eyes flickered, and he smiled.
"Now we've ended up on the same level."
Ji Molie's Martial Saint will's might, having lost the support of the Yin God Sword's reserve power, has now... fallen to about the level of a half-step grand master.
Moreover, it is still declining.
The Martial Saint's will flickered slightly, gazed at Li Che, its expression extremely complex.
"Where is the sword?"
The Martial Saint's will said in a deep voice.
The sound rumbled, exploding within the Strange Gate.
"It's the Li surname."
Li Che said.
He lowered his arm, hair flying, shielding Xixi behind him, facing the Martial Saint's aura alone, bearing it fully.
However, the Martial Saint's pressure at this moment, to Li Che, felt no oppression at all.
Just like that...
Li Che looked at the blurry Martial Saint phantom, only knowing the other was tall and sturdy, full of presence, but couldn't see the appearance clearly.
This person... is a renowned strongman of Dàjǐng, the Pacification King Ji Molie.
Present-day Martial Saint, Divine Fetus Great God!
What is now reflected before Li Che, although only a strand of Martial Saint's will, is nevertheless extraordinary!
Li Che was very curious...
Could the Pacification King Ji Molie, far away ten thousand li, perceive the present situation through this strand of Martial Saint's will?
If this strand of Martial Saint's will were completely severed...
Would the Pacification King Ji Molie still know of the events of this temple god resonance?
Li Che always acts with steadiness as his principle.
He can be his daughter's sturdiest shield, but he won't foolishly rush in headfirst.
A Martial Saint, and moreover a Divine Fetus Great God, is fundamentally not something Li Che now can try to exploit.
But now, it is not the true body descending.
It is merely a strand of Martial Saint's will!
Ji Molie perhaps needs to reclaim this wisp of Martial Saint's will to know what happened here.
Li Che's eyes flickered.
Within the Strange Gate, the strange mist surged...
Xixi indeed killed Ji Haihui, but those who know that Xixi killed Ji Haihui...
Only he, Li Che, the Martial Saint's will before him, that wisp of divine dragon phantom, and... the theater-watching temple god third prince.
Others may have sensed something, but they do not know what happened.
The strange mist's shielding of perception detection is very powerful; especially since this is the strange mist of the Strange Gate of the Four Guardian Strange Temple, even the primordial spirit power of a Divine Origin True Person finds it hard to extend perception within.
Li Che is special because he possesses the Dao Fruit 【Chess Saint】 and has reached LV4, making his perception stronger.
Therefore, the matter of Xixi killing Ji Haihui...
Few people know.
Li Che's eyes flickered, and he suddenly had a plan in mind.
"Impudent!"
That blurry Martial Saint's will seemed to sense the blazing wild will burning in Li Che's heart.
In an instant, lips and teeth opened, tongue bursting with thunder!
Rolling thunder, like an angry dragon turning, roaring and exploding!
Countless strands of strange mist were instantly blown into swirling black vortices!
Boom——!!!
Innumerable turbulent air currents formed an invisible pressure that fiercely pressed down on Li Che!
The Martial Saint's will's eyes shone brilliantly; although just a trace of will, it was incomparably glorious and domineering!
"Do you want to suppress this king?"
"Country bumpkin warrior, you have guts."
A faint voice, bearing an unmatched fierce aura, he raised his hand, the blurry five fingers clenched, and instantly...
Countless streams of light converged, actually forming a... long-handled umbrella spear!
The long-handled umbrella spear... is very blurry!
Yet it is incredibly terrifying!
Upon its appearance, even the strange mist seems unable to bear its weight, as if it would be crushed by a boom!
Merely in the form of a divine weapon, it already possesses such fierce aura!
Li Che's eyes narrowed...
The Martial Saint's might, so terrifying!
Even if just a strand of will, the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword, once taken and suppressed by him, is still not to be underestimated!
This long-handled umbrella spear divine weapon is almost certainly a top-tier divine weapon completely mastered and subdued by Ji Molie!
How keen the Martial Saint's will is; even a slight leak of Li Che's battle intent is sensed!
Although the Martial Saint's will's connection with the Yin God Sword was severed, making it unable to be sustained, it still possesses an indomitable pride!
A mere country bumpkin also wants to suppress the Martial Saint's will?!
He gripped the long-handled umbrella spear, twisted it violently, and countless qi forces seemed to tear through the layered airflow.
The Martial Saint's will coldly lowered its gaze, then boldly stepped forward!
One step landed, like a drumbeat!
Boom——
Layer upon layer of waves surged outward!
As the umbrella spear turned, amid the sounds of tearing silk, its tip thrust forth, distorting and bursting the void; the howling, rending airflow transformed into myriad dragon shadows.
Myriad Dragons Subdue the Divine!
The Martial Saint's ultimate art, displayed by the Martial Saint himself, is utterly different from what the Ji Haihui displayed!
One in the heavens, one in the dust!
Roar!
Countless dragon roars erupted with overbearing force, deafening, shaking heaven and earth!
As if the ancient, dust‑sealed Buddhist bell atop the Spirit Mountain of the Buddhist gate had been struck hard!
The thrusting umbrella spear, unparalleled in its overbearing might!
The speed of the thrust seemed not swift, yet within the five‑hundred‑zhang span between Li Che and the Martial Saint's will, the airflow was torn apart!
This spear thrust perfectly fused the Myriad Dragons Subdue the Divine, the Martial Saint's ultimate art!
Li Che could not even describe the meaning of this fist!
It seemed to summon the myriad dragons of heaven and earth; even if a deity stood before, it dared to suppress and slay with overbearing might!
It is a command, it is mastery, it is grandeur, and moreover… overbearing!
Boom——!!!
The qi wave cleared the air, the airflow surged wildly!
It turned into the roar of myriad dragons, raging and dancing wildly!
Li Che's dark robe fluttered, his bones and tendons sang in unison, his spine trembled, as if a low dragon's chant echoed.
He was wrong!
The Martial Saint, even if his aura weakened to that of a master, is still far beyond any master!
His eyes shone bright as fire!
He did not lack the courage to act despite the Martial Saint's overbearing will!
And Xixi, blocked by Li Che, also felt a slight leakage of power; her small frame trembled involuntarily, her eyes widening.
How terrifying……
Just like the big bad wolf in fairy tales!
Worry appeared in her eyes!
Father……
Can we win?!
Sensing the doubt in his little padded coat, Li Che glanced back and smiled!
"Little stinky Xixi, don't underestimate your old man!"
The words fell!
Li Che laughed loudly, took a heavy step forward, and the fervor in his eyes blazed as if substance!
The Martial Saint's will……
Li Che felt within his chest the violent, unceasing throbbing of the Dragon Elephant Golden Vajra Dao Fruit, excitement nearly bursting his body!
Anticipation, excitement!
The heavy stomp seemed to overturn the entire mysterious palace!
Along his spine, every major tendon twitched, terrifying power surging forth.
Hum—bang——
His flesh grew slightly stronger; Dragon Elephant Golden Vajra, unrivaled in external tempering!
He did not even use the power of the temple god pieces!
He merely relied on the Dao Fruit to stir all the external‑tempering power within his flesh!
Because Xixi was behind him, Li Che did not let his flesh fully distort; he merely grew a bit, his flesh swelling to fill his clothes.
So as not to frighten his daughter!
Bones and tendons rang together, furnace‑like qi and blood boiled, waves towering to the heavens!
Terrifying true qi raged and roared!
Dragon Elephant True Strength!
Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant!
Li Che's eyes gleamed bright, as if the Heaven‑Equal visage covered his face; that instant's insight arose spontaneously in his heart!
With a stir of mind and spirit, qi and blood, rosy as clouds, coiled outward.
The Tiger‑Leopard Thunderclap rumbled and exploded!
The Tiger‑Leopard Thunderclap Split‑Gold Spear fell into his hand; his hook‑like five fingers clenched tight, tearing out streaks of shooting airflow as he gripped it.
Qi and blood, rosy as clouds, wrapped the Tiger‑Leopard Thunderclap spear, instantly turning it into a crimson‑gold treasure staff!
The long staff shook; between its vibrations, the staff shadows wove together, as if giving rise to countless cycles of birth and extinction!
The Tiger‑Leopard Thunderclap rumbled and exploded!
He swept out with a staff!
It seemed as if thunder lay upon his staff's shadow, then burst forth with a boom!
Staff shadows everywhere!
Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant, plus the Primordial Chaos Equal-to-Heaven Staff!
Killer move……
Primordial Chaos One Staff!
……
……
Boom——!!!
Long-handled umbrella spear and the Primordial Chaos One Staff fiercely collided!
This seems not just a simple collision of two weapons, but more like a bodily contest, a clash of strength, a confrontation of qi and blood!
The earth shook and mountains trembled!
The eerie mist instantly surged toward them at high speed, then was forcefully and violently blasted outward in all directions, continuously spraying and dispersing!
The entire eerie citadel seemed to tremble slightly.
Within a range of several li where they clashed, the eerie mist beneath their feet seemed to collapse en masse, crashing into the surging Nine Dragon River surface!
The river water exploded with a boom!
It shot up tens of zhang of water columns like rushing into the clouds!
In an instant!
On the Listening Fury Cliff stone.
The God Origin experts who were about to clash and nearly come to blows turned pale with shock!
They all turned their heads to look at the silent eerie citadel, a sudden agitation, and a sky‑shooting water column exploded!
The boiling qi and blood blazed fiercely!
«This is… a Grand Master?! »
«Inside the eerie citadel, is there a Grand Master clashing?! »
The knife‑wielding, horse‑standing coachman standing on the cliff's edge suddenly had his eyes blaze, his divine aura surged, and his Grand Master's qi and blood roared like an angry tiger!
Zhu Chanyang also appeared, brows furrowed, fists clenched, gaze fixed.
Whoosh——
The eerie mist surged turbulently, as if hundreds of dragon shadows were wildly coiling and dancing upward within it!
It was merely a single collision, yet it was this shocking!
In the gale, the mist surged and spread outward, howling and roaring, causing the wind and waves on the Listening Fury Cliff to rage!
Flying sand and rolling stones, rocks pierced the sky!
The water waves' shocking surges angrily struck the shore!
Such a commotion caused the dragon horses and ordinary horses to panic, neighing incessantly; for a moment, the crowd fell into chaos.
Golden Light Prefecture, and the martial artists and cultivators from all over, all turned pale with shock.
Many cultivators who had sent spirit children to participate in the temple god resonance turned deathly pale……
How could the temple god resonance produce such a terrifying collision!
What about those children?!
For a moment, even the opposing Shadow Guard True Person stared fixedly into the eerie citadel.
«It's the Prince! »
Amidst the collision aura that swept across heaven and earth.
The Shadow Guard True Person felt a familiar aura that struck deep into the soul.
That is the Prince's aura!
Is it a thread of martial will that the Prince left inside the Little Prince's body?
It actually aroused this thread of martial will……
The one who killed the Little Prince……
He is surely doomed to die!
……
……
The eerie citadel churned, and a terrifying dragon's roar rolled in.
Above the head.
The Golden Light Wheel of the Blazing Fire Lotus Prison spun with all its might, scattering countless sparks!
Jiao Shaoxiu sat cross-legged, his whitening hair flying, his withered face involuntarily showing a hint of shock.
«This is… the Myriad Dragons Subduing God……»
«At least a master‑level true intent of the Myriad Dragons Subduing God»
«Is it the martial sage will of Ji Moli»
Jiao Shaoxiu's face, like that of a thousand‑year‑old withered bark, couldn't help but tremble.
The closing of his dry, parched lips spread a hint of bitterness.
Ji Haihui……
He was really killed.
Even the martial sage will of the Pacification King was forced out, and the murderer could even clash with it without falling behind!
That is indeed the martial sage will of Ji Moli……
Looking across Golden Light Prefecture, who could withstand it!
Who can?!
Those little brats who participated in the temple god's resonance?
Definitely not those children.
So, the one who killed the Ji Hai Hui…
Who on earth is it?!
Could it be…
Is it really a temple-guarding corpse?
At this moment.
Jiao Shaoqiu felt a strong urge, to push aside the ghost mist and take a good look at the situation of this confrontation.
Wanted to glimpse the truth.
However…
He couldn't.
The Ji Hai Hui is dead.
There are also other children who participated in the temple god's resonance.
……
……
Bang bang bang bang bang—!
The exploding, surging airflow whipped up a vortex in midair!
The collision was merely a clash in an instant!
Two figures each shot out, flung away.
Li Che continuously retreated several steps; each step he landed caused the ghost mist he stepped on to explode.
He stood before Xixi, his stature still tall and sturdy.
But his surrounding heat rolled, the air twisting and misty—this was the Smelting Furnace Grandmaster plus the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit stimulating the unparalleled horizontal tempered physique, vibrating!
The sound of blood surging like great river waves beating through his meridians burst out through his body!
Xixi's chubby little face, heated, instantly resembled a monkey's butt!
Her little feet kicked back several steps; tiny as she was, she seemed dazed, as if drunk.
Dad…
Daddy… he's actually this strong?!
That Xixi wants to grow strong, to smack Daddy's butt… she'd have to train until the year of the monkey and month of the horse!
Li Che wiped away a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes flickered.
His Grandmaster-level strength… seemed… a bit stronger than imagined.
In the distance.
The blurry figure of the Martial Saint Will also drifted backward two steps in the ghost mist.
And its aura, after that earth-shattering Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing God strike just now…
…then completely fell to the bottom of the valley.
On that blurry, indiscernible face, there seemed to be a pair of bright eyes.
Only able to exert Grandmaster-level power, the Martial Saint Will represents the invincibility of the Grandmaster realm!
His Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing God…
…yet was blocked by a country bumpkin.
"What an unparalleled physique!"
"Which wild god's reincarnation are you?!"
"I… will… find you!"
The words fell.
Only a muffled bang was heard!
In an instant.
Ji Moli's Martial Saint Will's body—with a "bang"—exploded!
It seemed as if real flesh mud splattered, falling like rain, the airflow from the explosion swept away by the ghost mist's currents, leaving only scorching intent and lingering aura.
Li Che didn't even glance at the exploding Martial Saint Will.
He clenched his five fingers.
Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound roared in unison!
Countless air currents intertwined, Dragon Elephant Resonant Roar let out a long cry!
In an instant.
Between the tremors of the spear, it shot forth like a blood-colored meteor, piercing the void!
It blasted through the distant, winding Dragon God Illusory Shadow!
Carrying unmatched inertia!
Like nailing a loach, it pinned it within the ghost mist!
End of Chapter
