Chapter 477: The Early-Revived Equal Heaven, the Hot-Tempered Third Prince, Three

Sitting in stillness in Equal Heaven Inner City, guarding Equal Heaven for thousands of years.

Today, it ultimately still fell into ashes, turned into flying sand, dust to dust, earth to earth.

Originally a Supreme, after sitting in stillness for thousands of years, letting flesh and blood wither, cultivation fell, finally choosing to become a Temple Guarding Corpse King, restoring Supreme battle power, yet unable to achieve a leap before death.

After all, still unable to withstand the blade-like years, to persist.

Equal Heaven Temple Patriarch, Fang Family Ancestor Fang Xin Yuan, ultimately still died in battle.

Even Li Che felt deeply moved; this was an unparalleled figure, who lived through long ages, guarding Equal Heaven, with will like iron, always maintaining a fervent state of mind, like a blue lotus, unblemished.

His eyes often held light, following Equal Heaven's majesty.

Above the heavenly dome, the sea of fire surged; the alchemy furnace, trampled, exploded, and after bursting forth, four-colored strange fire rolled out from the furnace, covering the heavenly dome.

There, a Supreme's eyes flowed with fire, his very self seeming to turn into an immortal furnace burning with fierce flame, charging to battle the grieving Equal Heaven now, seeking to seize the moment when his heart surged.

However.

Equal Heaven suddenly raised his head, his eyes bursting with golden light like divine radiance, akin to an electric current; boundless killing intent shot up to the heavens, the Like-Idea Golden Hoop Staff in his hand flashing forth in an instant, space itself pierced, like a mirror, a spiderweb intertwining!

His whole body clad in golden armor clanged, the phoenix-feather purple-gold crown on his head fluttering, the treasure staff in his hand exhaling golden light!

That Supreme was fundamentally no match, perhaps the realm was the same, but the battle power gap was too great.

Equal Heaven deployed the Battle Victory Secret Technique!

It seemed to capture the Great Dao of heaven and earth, fusing it into a single staff, displaying combat and slaughter, unmatched!

The Supreme's brow was pierced, a shrill wail echoed, thick death aura rolled over the sea of fire, accompanied by a clang, as if flesh were being shattered.

Within the sea of fire, a large lump of minced flesh exploded, like splendid fireworks.

Equal Heaven strode through the void, holding the Like-Idea Golden Hoop Staff, walking amidst the fire rain, his cape behind seeming drawn from the sun, his boots appearing woven from captured thunder.

A resurrected divine spirit, overbearing and peerless, five Supremes came together, their Supreme foundations blown apart, a staff strike split and smashed, Equal Heaven's staff, hiding supreme profundity, caused each Supreme to split five ways, flesh and blood bursting in the void, encircling Equal Heaven, being frenziedly absorbed and strengthened by his newly revived flesh.

This was a battle akin to crushing domination.

Equal Heaven emerged into the world, demonstrating what a Great Sage is, what Battle Victory is.

……

……

Li Che lowered his gaze at the corpse of Fang Xin Yuan, which had turned to flying sand and vanished.

Merging with the temple's divinity, accepting its erosion, becoming a Temple Guarding Corpse, the body covered in corpse seals; as the seals shattered, even the flesh was successively destroyed, finally turning to sand and gravel that sank.

Li Che let out a soft sigh; he had tried to save, alas, could not.

Whooo—

The flowing wind brushed, slowly countless sand and gravel returned to heaven and earth.

Perhaps this is also the best resting place for that Equal Heaven Temple Patriarch who sat in stillness for thousands of years, guarding Equal Heaven for thousands of years; he had been sealed within Equal Heaven for thousands of years, and also wished to look upon the world between heaven and earth.

Li Che's eyes flickered slightly, gazing at the ground where the wind had swept away the sand and gravel; there lay a crystal stone flashing with light.

Within it flowed a vast Dao Essence.

The collapsed Great Dao, like withered falling leaves, the leaves that fell down were Dao Essence Divine Crystals……

Li Che suddenly recalled those words, then saw this serene Dao Essence Divine Crystal lying still on the ground; within it, Dao Essence seemed to unfurl, forming divine patterns like leaves.

All together, there were three leaves—this is a Three-Leaf Dao Essence Divine Crystal!

It was transformed from the collapsed Great Dao of Equal Heaven Temple Patriarch Fang Xin Yuan……

Dao Essence Divine Crystals, Li Che knew not a few; the Four Symbols Dao Essence Divine Crystals obtained in the mortal world also contained a thread of Dao Essence, though not much, still useful for cultivators facing the Divine Tribulation.

But true Divine Tribulation cultivators, when they train, need Dao Essence Divine Crystals with abundant inner Dao Essence, woven into leaf-like divine patterns.

Only a Guiyi Miao of the Three Pure Ones rank can truly give birth to Dao Essence Divine Crystals.

The weakest is a One-Leaf Dao Essence Divine Crystal; Li Che once obtained one, and used it to have the Temple Divinity Flesh Ball, transformed from Huang Jian Jiu, devour it……

This Equal Heaven Temple Patriarch was a disciple of Equal Heaven, having received Equal Heaven's guidance, he went far on the path of cultivation, even reaching the peak, nearly touching the divine spirit's barrier, and touching the Great Dao.

Now the Great Dao has collapsed, turning into Dao Essence Divine Crystals.

And it is not the weakest One-Leaf, but a Three-Leaf, containing its Dao and profundity.

Fang Xin Yuan left two things for the world: a Jade Talisman, left for Fang Han Shu who inherited his will; and another, a Three-Leaf Dao Essence Divine Crystal……

Li Che squatted down and seized this Dao Essence Divine Crystal……

A warm breath continually flowed from the crystal, within it stored Fang Xin Yuan's Dao and profundity.

In his eyes flashed a hint of astonishment and complexity.

Perhaps this is the last thing Equal Heaven Ancestor left for the world.

The Dao Essence stored within is indeed immensely vast.

Compared to the One-Leaf Dao Essence Divine Crystal previously obtained, this is vastly stronger; Li Che's heart stirred slightly, not intending to use this crystal for his own cultivation, but planning to feed it to Huang Jian Jiu's Temple Divinity Flesh Ball, so that Huang Jian Jiu may inherit Fang Xin Yuan's Dao and profundity.

After all, cultivation needs Dao Essence, but the world has many Dao Essence Divine Crystals; it is not necessary to use this one—this Three-Leaf Dao Essence Divine Crystal for Li Che's cultivation would merely be drawing out its Dao Essence.

But feeding it to Huang Jian Jiu, this Temple Divinity in the midst of transformation, is different.

Perhaps it could allow grasping and comprehending the Dao and profundity of Fang Xin Yuan within the crystal, also counting as letting Fang Xin Yuan leave traces in the mortal world.

Li Che thus gathered the Three-Leaf Dao Essence Divine Crystal.

He gazed upon the heavenly vault above; in his mind, he began to continually recall the scene of Equal Heaven clashing with the five Supremes.

In his mind, he began to gain a new understanding of Equal Heaven's staff strike, even trying to comprehend the Battle Victory Secret Technique.

That is a powerful profundity secret technique.

If fully comprehended, it should also be an Immortal Seed martial art, with an extremely high limit, thus a Divine Spirit secret technique.

The Heaven and Earth Chessboard coiled around his body, each piece gleaming with light, as if weaving a scene, reflecting the image of Equal Heaven's staff suppressing the void, shattering the Supreme.

The heaven-and-earth chessboard wound around his body, each chess piece flashing with light, as if weaving a picture that reflected the scene of the Equal Heaven staff horizontally suppressing the void and blasting the supreme.

Boom—

The sea of fire surged and was torn open by a single staff.

A set of golden armor gleamed brightly, a crimson cape like sunlight and sunset clouds fluttered, and on his feet were cloud boots woven with divine thunder and lightning.

Golden light burst in the old monkey's eyes as he let out a soft sigh.

Blood rain swirled around him, continuously drawn in by him, his aura rising steadily as he absorbed the energy from the Supreme's flesh and blood to strengthen and empower himself.

Boom—

The entire Qitian Nei Cheng trembled violently, as if it were about to be ripped apart by a terrifying force.

A reverberating, echoing ape cry rang out, ceaseless and endless, its sound like shockwaves rampaging and intertwining.

Blood rain drifted down, heaven and earth changed color.

However, within the present Qitian Nei Cheng, only Li Che, a living person, could witness such a sight, his heart surging.

Qitian revived and slew five Supremes; such a battle will surely be recorded in history, and the loss of five Supremes in a single day is a tremendous blow to all factions and camps.

Qitian stood upon the firmament, the sea of fire falling, collapsing toward the mortal realm.

Smoke and rosy clouds were like blood, the clouds billowing, as if within the death‑still mirage, they reflected splendid evening clouds, crimson‑gold radiance nearly engulfing the whole city.

Li Che stood in the deep pit, raising his head, the primal dragon‑elephant flame continually rolling and burning, his eyes streaming with gold.

Such a scene might become an indelible memory in his mind.

And he truly understood what power is.

He felt the allure of power.

……

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Qitian Wai Cheng.

The entire city shook violently, the city that had stood immovable upon the earth for ages, as if a great upheaval had occurred, enveloped by a terrifying anomaly.

All cultivators within the outer city turned pale with shock, feeling an immense, overwhelming divine might spreading out, suppressing them to the point of barely breathing, almost suffocating.

The blood above the firmament grew ever more crimson, as if blood rain were pouring down; everyone felt dazed, unaware of what had happened.

Such a phenomenon terrified them, inexplicably giving rise to sorrowful emotions, as if their very minds had lost control.

"A Supreme has fallen…"

Zhang Wují, holding aloft the silver bell, twitched his cheek, a complex shade appearing in his eyes.

He evidently guessed what had happened inside Qitian Nei Cheng.

The five Supremes of the major powers, who had pinpointed Qitian Nei Cheng within the mirage through Supreme foundations, came across, likely unable to suppress the newly revived Qitian.

Instead, they were stained with blood, even becoming the source of energy that Qitian, after its revival, drew upon to strengthen itself.

The firmament seemed to split, a huge rift like an abyss, crimson light stretching across countless distances, as if billions of miles, as if wandering souls wailed in silent extinction within.

Blood rain poured down, dyeing the entire Qitian city red.

Inside and outside the city, everyone fell silent, mouths open yet no sound escaped, unable to voice the shock in their hearts.

What on earth happened inside Qitian Nei Cheng?!

However, the news spread quickly, as someone not foolish seemed to have guessed something and voiced their speculation.

The Qitian temple deity revived, slaying many invading faction Supremes with its divine form!

This heaven‑earth phenomenon occurred because the fallen were Supreme cultivators born in the mortal realm!

Such speculation struck like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears; cultivators inside and outside the city felt their hairs stand on end, their spirits shaken.

Supremes have fallen!

Even many cultivators outside the city were bewildered, 'Supreme… what is a Supreme?'

Because their cultivation was too low, they had never even heard of a Two‑Disaster Venerable, let alone a Three‑Disaster Supreme.

After someone explained it to them, only dread and shock remained.

Could such a great event have actually occurred within Qitian Nei Cheng?

Of course, merely hearing that Supremes were slain would not be very shocking, but combined with the blood‑rain portent of Supreme demise above the firmament, the heavenly might wrapped in that portent was enough to make their hearts turn cold.

Zhang Wují did not linger; holding aloft the silver bell, although he had fled to Qitian Wai Cheng, … that did not mean he was safe.

Although the Qitian temple deity's stature makes it impossible to leave the mirage and descend to the outer city.

But one fears the unlikely.

To live long, one cannot rely on luck for many things.

Gambling, for one who seeks steady survival, is a great sin.

Zhang Wují, holding aloft the silver bell, without many words, braving the drifting blood rain, drifted away from Qitian Wai Cheng; he employed a secret art to completely seal and silence his Two‑Disaster cultivation, the shrine behind him re‑embedded into his body, as if it had drawn away most of his power.

Of course, few people managed to flee Thus line: Qitian Cheng at this juncture, and Zhang Wují was among the most conspicuous.

Most people's hearts surged, longing to catch a glimpse of the Qitian temple deity's appearance.

The Qitian temple deity revived, slaying five immensely powerful Three‑Disaster Divine Tribulation Supremes that lorded over the mortal realm, making them forever history and forging the divine spirit's supreme prestige and legend!

A dead divine spirit reborn in this age truly shocked everyone.

Blood rain continued to drift, no one knowing how long this heaven‑earth phenomenon, wailing for the fallen Supremes, would last.

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Qitian Nei Cheng.

Li Che watched as the Qitian temple deity strode out from the torn sea of fire.

The myths of two lifetimes overlapped, at this moment seeming to reflect reality, becoming tangible and real.

Needless to say, this turmoil had ultimately surpassed the level Li Che could intervene in; a Two‑Disaster Venerable, Li Che could still cope somewhat.

But at the Supreme level, Li Che had no means to contend.

These invading supremacists are not weak; each is a powerful expert from the various gods' camps, having located and come through supreme foundations, locking onto the position of Qi Tian's inner city within the mysterious realm and rushing there.

Even among the Three Disasters Supremes, they rank among the foremost.

Yet such supreme experts were blown to pieces alive by the Great Sage Qi Tian—not because they were weak, but because Qi Tian was too strong.

Even though he had just revived, his strength and combat power far exceeded the level these supremes had anticipated.

Perhaps this is the difference between divinities and cultivators.

But now…

It's all over.

Li Che let out a faint breath in his heart.

However, he suddenly sensed a thick deathly and corpse qi erupting skyward from the ground of Qi Tian's inner city.

Li Che froze.

The Heaven-Earth Chessboard instantly expanded, sensing toward the place where the deathly and corpse qi burst out abruptly.

Because within Qi Tian's inner city there are too many guardian corpse talismans, each emitting deathly and corpse qi, so Li Che had not yet noticed these somewhat anomalous deathly and corpse qi manifestations. "This is not the deathly and corpse qi of the guardian corpse talismans!"

Li Che's mind stirred, and via the Heaven-Earth Chessboard he locked onto the position where that deathly and corpse qi erupted.

Yet he saw a figure shrouded in a black robe, ugly in appearance, almost resembling a guardian corpse talisman, raising its head; above the ground, the deathly and corpse qi seemed to come alive like meridians.

"Wei Yuan?!"

Li Che recognized this figure, for this person had previously made a move to covet his daughter Xixi.

When the warship of Qianyuan Dao City was sailing along the Grand Canal toward Shendu, this was originally a disciple of Lü Taibai who had defected, joined the Corpse God Sect, and at that time made a move to confront Lü Taibai, threatening Xixi's safety.

And Li Che never expected that Wei Yuan would, at this very moment, after witnessing Qi Tian's unmatched posture slaying five supremes, still dare to act!

Wei Yuan appeared mad, six heads sprouting from his neck, each head bearing different divine radiance, frenzied thoughts intertwining wildly, surging deathly and corpse qi rising like waves!

Transforming into an immensely massive, ugly black-gold six-winged corpse cicada!

The huge black qi formed a cicada shadow, majestic as mountains, instantly seeming to shroud the void of Qi Tian's inner city.

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Within that immensely huge cicada shadow, a torrential divine spirit qi surged forth; merely a strand of such qi seemed to press down the void, with cracks continually intertwining and spreading.

Boom—

That divine spirit qi intertwined in the high sky, slowly transforming into a radiant golden six-winged cicada.

Each cicada wing seemed to represent a kind of desire!

"This is…"

Li Che's eyes, burning with the primal dragon-elephant flame, seemed to recognize the golden cicada shrouded in that golden light.

When he initially killed Ji Mojie, he uncovered the Corpse God Sect expert standing behind him—a Buddhist monk who had raised Ji Mojie from childhood and eventually descended into the great evil of slaughtering the entire city to sacrifice souls and blood for cultivation.

And now, this golden cicada has appeared again!

Li Che raised his head, gazing at the six-winged golden cicada; behind it seemed to stand a monk draped in a kasaya.

The monk was bathed in Buddha-light, divine spirit qi entwining around him, pressing down the void, facing Qi Tian directly.

Qi Tian strode out of the sea of fire, wearing cloud-tread holy boots woven from intertwined divine thunder, obliquely holding the Ruyi golden hoop staff, his golden fiery eyes fixed on the monk behind the six-winged golden cicada.

"Golden cicada…"

The old monkey, wearing his mighty golden eyes, couldn't help but narrow them.

"You should call me master." The monk sat cross-legged on the six-winged golden cicada's back, merely manifested by a strand of divine spirit qi, yet extremely terrifying, with countless Buddha-light resembling the flames of Buddhist nature burning.

"Our affinity has long ended." The old monkey played with his treasure staff, giving a light smile.

The monk on the six-winged golden cicada sighed lightly: "As always, obstinate, but you shouldn't have revived this early; you will become a target of all, a goal of many divinities… not worth the loss."

"Has Old Sun ever been afraid?" The old monkey scoffed.

The monk on the six-winged golden cicada calmly gazed: "Qi Tian's inner city lies at the junction of the inner mysterious realm and the earthly mysterious realm… now that you have revived, what do you intend to do? Storm the earthly mysterious realm and reclaim what once belonged to your Jue Lian?"

"Now the Jue Lian is only you; can you still make it up there?"

"Do you still have the ability to storm it?"

The old monkey narrowed his eyes: "You bald donkey, still so noisy."

"Then what is your purpose in coming here?"

The old monkey said in a deep voice.

On the back of the six-winged golden cicada, the monk gave a light smile; that strand of divine spirit qi dissolved like wind, like sand and gravel, scattering away.

"Naturally… to bring your corpse back."

"You were originally my disciple, and also my Victory Buddha of Sumeru; bringing you back to Sumeru is what the master ought to do."

Boom—

His five fingers clenched tightly, monkey hair flying, having absorbed the qi-blood and dao souls of the five supremes, Qi Tian's aura rose steadily.

"From ten thousand years ago to ten thousand years hence, I, Old Sun, am always the Great Sage Qi Tian!"

Qi Tian's eyes shone bright; without reservation, he unleashed at this moment the full power of those five supremes, detonating them completely.

It seemed as if divine spirit qi had revived, stirring the power of the Heaven-Earth Great Dao.

Brilliant scarlet light burst forth dazzlingly, gathering into the staff, which he slammed hard against the immense six-winged golden cicada erupting with massive deathly and corpse qi.

Qi Tian's single strike was like treading the azure heavens!

The void seemed to turn into cloth, being torn apart in the clash between the six-winged golden cicada and Qi Tian, violently trembling without cease; the power of the Great Dao surged continuously, shattering and piercing through everything.

The entire Qi Tian inner city shook violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.

In Qi Tian's outer city, many cultivators who had thought the battle ended suddenly felt a more intense tremor, instantly realizing that an even more terrifying fight raged within the inner city.

Besides the supreme slaughter, there was an even more terrifying battle; everyone felt a chill, wondering if this could be a divine spirit war.

Such a shocking clash, merely imagining it made everyone's bodies tremble.

However, while trembling, boundless longing arose in his heart.

To be able to witness a battle of the gods would be a fortune across three lifetimes.

Equal Heaven Nei Cheng

The terrifying storm kept blowing, ravaging and intertwining, the air currents seeming to be constantly pushed aside, as myriad acres of air currents burst forth in a roar.

Li Che's body, under the rampaging qi of the two sides' clash, was like a tiny skiff on the surface of a stormy sea!

His brow furrowed, and he couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised.

Never did he expect another sudden change, and it let him learn a hair-raising secret.

As it turned out, the monk Jin Chan standing behind Ji Mo Li was actually one of the gods of the Deceitful Void Faction?

It is actually a divine spirit?!

Moreover, unlike the recently revived divine spirits like the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, it seems to be an existence that had already revived long ago.

Behind the Corpse God Sect, standing is actually such an existence?

Jin Chan……

Jin Chanzi?

Li Che's heart sank slightly.

This too is an existence from mythology, only that Jin Chan's existence in this life is vastly different from his previous life.

Boom—

The immensely huge six-winged golden cicada flapped its wings, emitting a terrifying cicada chirp, like an extremely sharp blade; the intense cicada sound ripped the heavens!

The old monkey's divine radiance dimmed considerably at this moment; fighting this enormous golden cicada, he seemed far less cool and handsome.

"Great Sage Equal to Heaven, now it's you; next is the Wrathful Third Prince, and also the Marvelous Dao Manifest True Lord... of course, also the Jade Lotus Maiden."

"Your premature revival will only intensify the gods' extermination of the Jade Lotus deities!"

"They will lose the chance to revive, forever sink into slumber, and you are the culprit!"

"In this divine tide, the Jade Lotus will surely wither."

The six-winged golden cicada emitted a rumbling sound.

"Hahahaha……"

"What's there to fear? That hot-tempered Third Prince has a temper far more explosive than Old Monkey's; go try provoking him? As for the Marvelous Dao Manifest True Lord... he's the Three-Eyed Victorious True Lord, able to narrowly defeat anyone; what do you think that extra eye is? It's the mind's eye; go try provoking him!"

The old monkey's loud laughter shook heaven and earth, utterly without worry.

Countless pillars of light transformed from supreme aura continuously poured into his frail body.

On the emaciated old monkey's body, his fur seemed to have gained some luster!

Rumble—

Between heaven and earth, chains seemed to appear one after another—those were Dao chains, entwining and sealing the Dao!

The clattering Dao chains seemed to sweep from ancient spacetime; each Dao chain seemed to bind a supreme deity!

The six-winged golden cicada's golden light was splendid; countless Buddha light transformed into sword light, then into death light, containing immense Dao power and enveloping unmatched divine aura.

Rumble—

The huge six-winged golden cicada seemed to transform into an enormous hand, boldly spanning the sky, as if covering the entire sky of Great Sage Equal to Heaven's Nei Cheng.

The terrifying and oppressive aura filled every corner of the void.

Li Che silently observed this battle; to him, it truly was a fight of immortals.

Absolutely not something he could now intervene in.

However, the words spoken by the six-winged golden cicada made Li Che's whole body involuntarily tense, a pressure weighing on his heart.

Indeed……

The goals of these gods within the Deceitful Void also include the Jade Lotus Maiden!

They will not let the Jade Lotus Maiden go!

And Xixi's true identity is the Jade Lotus Maiden…… this identity secret can no longer be hidden; many forces have already learned of it.

Above the sky, endless divine light surged, obscuring the sky and sun like a tide, endless; only the immensely huge six-winged golden cicada and the old monkey, tiny as a black dot, were battling!

The terrifying pressure, impossible to resist, was like one mountain after another being sliced away, continually pressing down, giving an unbearable weight.

Within Great Sage Equal to Heaven's Nei Cheng, one could no longer linger.

Li Che lightly sighed; the terrifying divine aura pressed upon the void.

He could not see the final outcome of this battle; he could only hope that the Great Sage Equal to Heaven would ultimately win.

This battle made Li Che's body tremble slightly, and he began to crave power more and more.

Rumble—

Peerless sharpness suddenly appeared in the void; the secret technique of Fighting Victory was pushed to the extreme; even facing the hand formed by the six-winged golden cicada that sought to cover heaven and earth.

Also, there was no fear.

Li Che finally took a deep look, and saw a somersault, a golden light, and a staff strike!

Fighting with all one's might, battling without regret.

Exhaling a breath, Li Che clenched his fingers, and his whole person disappeared within Great Sage Equal to Heaven's Nei Cheng.

He reappeared, and was in Mo City Fengdu.

All divine might vanished; heaven and earth became peaceful, giving Li Che an unprecedented sense of safety.

Inky rainwater gathered from the high skies into clouds, pattering down.

Washing over every corner of Mo City that had become ruins.

In the battle with the Second Disaster God Tribulation Venerable, Mo City Fengdu became shattered ruins, with nothing intact.

Inky rainwater blurred heaven and earth.

Above the heavens.

The heaven‑earth chessboard stretched out, intersecting and intertwining.

Li Che's Flying Lightning Chess Piece left in Qitian Nei Cheng established a link with the heaven‑earth chessboard.

On the board, radiant light flickered, projecting an image.

Inside a black‑colored small pavilion.

Fang Hanshu sat upright, calmly holding a sage's book, his white Confucian robe fluttering, a smile on his lips.

Even in death, he bore the distinctive composure of a scholar.

Li Che let out a soft sigh.

He walked to Fang Hanshu's corpse, ultimately dying, borrowing the power of heaven‑earth will from the Grand Supervisor, exceeding his body's limits.

Li Che walked into the black‑colored leisure pavilion.

Rain struck the pavilion's roof, splashing outward and bursting into a misty spray.

Above the heavens, within the image projected by the heaven‑earth chessboard.

The battle between Qitian Dasheng and the Six‑Winged Golden Cicada continued, but the outcome could already be seen.

Li Che sat beside Fang Hanshu's corpse.

Within his chest, each Dao Fruit throbbed violently; clearly, his harvest this time was abundant.

Dragon‑Elephant Vajra, Immaculate Mind, Chess Sage, Immortal in the Painting, and Myriad Demon Emperor Dao Fruit all trembled violently.

But at this moment, Li Che paid no heed to them.

He exhaled a gentle breath.

He raised his head, watching the battle between Equal to Heaven and the Golden Cicada.

His palm landed on Fang Hanshu's corpse; under the palm, the corpse instantly, eroded by heaven‑earth power, seemed to turn into countless fireflies, as if undergoing ascension.

God‑Seizing.

Lao Fang, open your eyes.

Take a look at this—immortals clashing.

(End of chapter)