Chapter 480: Painting Immortal's Five Transformations, Primordial Withered-Flourishing Branch, Blood Moon Night, Breakthrough to Peer

The orange-yellow light glowed faintly, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

The elongated shadows seemed to intertwine reality and fantasy.

In front of the restaurant.

The old monkey wore plain cloth, hands behind his back, walking slowly; his movement wasn't too big, like an elderly old man, strolling through the alleys, he happened upon a restaurant and came over leisurely to see the bustle.

However, inside the restaurant.

Gazes shot out one after another, landing on the old monkey.

The boss, dressed in white that outshines snow, continually fluttering, his eyes fell on the old monkey, with a hint of complexity.

"God Lord, long time no see."

The old monkey grinned, showing his fangs; even though he had become a deity, he still retained the beastly nature of a divine monkey, his sharp teeth never disappeared.

"Great Sage, long time no see."

The boss, dressed in white that outshines snow, brushed off the ash from the cigarette between his fingers, fluttering.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he rose from the chair.

The two were like old friends, gazing at each other, feeling as if they had met across time and space.

The old monkey's plain cloth fluttered in the night wind, and he walked into the restaurant.

"Really, it's let me, Old Sun, hard to find; I'm right here in Qitian Cheng, and Old Sun actually had no clue; you really always like being mysterious."

"You run a restaurant; why not open for business? Being so secretive, hardly anyone knows your restaurant, so basically no customers will come."

The old monkey muttered, his words suddenly increasing a lot.

Xixi sat on the chair, shaking her crystal-clear little feet, her long eyelashes lightly trembling, her big mouth cheeks moving, very cute.

"Mon... Monkey Brother!"

Xixi got excited, as if she recognized this old monkey.

Exactly, in the image previously reflected by the boss's smoke, that deity revived from the Guiyi Miao!

This is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!

"Daddy has told Xixi the story of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Monkey Brother, Monkey Brother, you're amazing!"

Xixi was very excited, her chewing motion getting faster and faster.

The old monkey also saw Xixi's gaze, his eyes inevitably showing a complex look.

Just a glance, the old monkey could confirm: this little girl is absolutely the Hell Lotus's daughter...

However, compared to that girl who was once extremely cold, never smiling, only killing, the current Hell Lotus's daughter... could it have gone astray?!

In this era of the divine tide rising, the leader of the Hell Lotus...

Is it just this little kid?!

Is the Hell Lotus perhaps going to be strung up and beaten by the gods' faction?!

The old monkey scratched his monkey fur, for a moment actually feeling somewhat numb; this little girl, is she really reliable?

Xixi thump-thump-thumped to the old monkey's front, raised her head to meet the gaze of the skinny old monkey, blinked her eyes, with a gurgle, completely swallowed the tea egg.

"Monkey Brother!"

Xixi happily laughed.

"Daddy has told Xixi the story of Monkey Brother!"

The old monkey glanced at Xixi, then raised his head, looking toward the boss dressed in white that outshines snow, his eyes full of questioning.

The boss stubbed out the cigarette, the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose slightly, he said nothing, putting on an aloof act.

As if saying, this time's divine tide Hell Lotus's daughter is like this: innocent, romantic, adorable to the extreme.

Possibly because she's been too well protected, she's somewhat naive about the world, retaining the childlike innocence and liveliness unique to children.

This...

This shouldn't be the Hell Lotus's daughter.

But the old monkey narrowed his eyes, actually feeling somewhat, quite delighted.

Perhaps, such a Hell Lotus's daughter isn't bad?

The old monkey reached out his hand, rubbed Xixi's head, a hint of tenderness appearing on his face.

But behind the tenderness, there were also some doubts and incomprehension.

Why has the Hell Lotus's daughter undergone such a change?

And what has changed all of this?

The Hell Lotus's daughter, the Heavenly Killer Lonely Star, actually has a living father, and moreover, she's been protected so well, she hasn't undergone the inherent trials of fate, and hasn't yet fallen into demonhood...

All of this, it's as if an invisible big hand is silently changing everything.

Making the originally clear path be obscured by mist, unable to see the future route clearly.

After all, where did the change happen?

The old monkey suddenly thought of something, his golden eyes slightly moved.

Is it the Hell Lotus's daughter's father?

That living Hell Lotus father, has he changed the originally set good trajectory?!

"Great Sage, do you want to eat something?"

The boss suddenly spoke, interrupting the old monkey's thoughts.

The old monkey was startled, then laughed, taking Xixi's hand, stepping into the restaurant.

Ding—...

The restaurant's door was pushed open, the wind chimes swayed, emitting a clear sound.

"Let's have... fried rice."

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Equal Heaven Nei Cheng.

The sky was overcast and gloomy, that was the hue of the ghostly citadel, countless ghostly mists surged, obscuring everything.

The ground, shattered by the battle of deities, began to slowly heal; the collapsed houses, as if time were slowly rewinding, saw grains of sand and stone float up, re-stacking and rebuilding into complete houses.

Li Che's black robe billowed, as dark as a pool of ink; his jet-black, vigorous hair danced wildly, and on his skin, vigorous qi and blood intertwined, surging forth in unison from his thirty-six thousand pores.

His skin burst forth with a golden hue, gold ringing; his muscles and bones seemed like forged gold, with overbearing undulations trembling.

Li Che's fleshly body is now exceedingly strong; his Martial Immortal Golden Body has increased to 20%, bringing an immense improvement.

But Li Che knows that his Martial Immortal Golden Body is actually stuck at a bottleneck; as soon as he completes the fusion of Martial Immortal Dao accumulation and Martial Immortal Golden Body, the improvement of the golden body will rise again!

Boom—

Black hair flew wildly, his body gleamed like forged gold; Li Che sat cross-legged within the courtyard, like an ancient deity, drawing in the essence of heaven and earth, tempering his flesh!

The cultivation of pure martial arts differs from divine martial arts; one must discard the immensely tempting heavenly-earthly divinity…

Once one is tainted by divinity, divinity will frenziedly invade the body, granting tremendous enhancement and transformation in a short time.

But it will completely sever the upper limit of advancement on the Martial Immortal path.

Qitian told Li Che that the future ceiling of the Martial Immortal path is extremely high, boundless, but the difficulty is too great, for as the realm rises, the temptation of divinity grows ever stronger.

In fact, breaking through to the Martial Immortal realm is merely the beginning; the immensely powerful temptation of divinity, like a bone-eating maggot, will incessantly erode the nerves; if one cannot resist, they will utterly fall.

In the long river of ages, it is not that no one has walked the Martial Immortal path; some have truly completed the transformation from Martial Saint to Martial Immortal.

Yet, on the road beyond Martial Immortal, they never made it to the end, for the temptation of divinity, like a demon, devoured them.

Li Che sat cross-legged, his mind and spirit shaken, the palace at his brow seeming to turn into a vortex.

That is where all his divinity converges.

He does not solely cultivate pure martial arts; he also cultivates divinity, but by relying on the nature of the Dao fruit, he completely separates the two powers.

Pure martial arts cultivates purity; divinity also cultivates purity.

A dozen or so divine embryos—is that something divine cultivation dares to imagine?

But this is the divine path Li Che currently cultivates; however, where the divine path will go from here remains unknown to him.

The Dragon-Elephant Diamond Dao Fruit gave Li Che tremendous help, allowing him to surpass others in martial talent; the pure martial path that mortals cannot achieve became extraordinarily smooth before him, and he walked it with utter ease and comfort.

But the divine path…

Although Li Che has the aid of the Immaculate Mind Dao Fruit, walking this path is indeed quite difficult.

Originally Li Che could have walked this path with ease, for his body is strong; if he switched to divine martial arts, it would surely be a rapid surge!

But Li Che decided to walk the Martial Immortal path with his fleshly body, so…

This path is destined to be arduous, yet it raises the ceiling.

Li Che does not know how terrifying the top-tier mighty beings among the divine factions are; in his awareness, even the Great Sage Qitian fears them, so they must be extraordinarily terrifying.

Moreover, beings such as the Great Sage Qitian and the Three Princes of Wrath have thus fallen, becoming temple gods; Li Che thus understood the opponent's might.

Therefore, Li Che wishes to walk a path with a higher ceiling, so that he may stand upon a loftier peak.

"Exhale—"

"Inhale—"

With each exhale and inhale, Li Che's entire body's sinews and bones rang out explosively.

Within the courtyard, wild winds surged, a great black mist rose; Li Che spread his arms, and his flesh and bones, which had originally gleamed with forged-gold light, at this moment turned black, instantly dimming.

Within his chest, the Immortal-in-the-Painting Dao Fruit trembled madly and violently, emitting a roar like thunder.

Each beat seemed to explode with earth-shaking thunder.

Every inch of his skin seemed to have ink droplets falling, striking the membrane and bursting forth, forming raging currents of black mist!

Li Che's eyes opened and closed, presenting a black hue.

By his ears, the sound of the Dao Fruit's violent beating gradually faded.

Like a peerless painter, seated cross-legged in the long river, holding a wolf-hair brush, dipped in thick ink, upon the scroll he lightly unfurled, letting the ink flow smoothly, leaving traces.

Watercolor washed, ethereal and transcendent.

Immortal-in-the-Painting Dao Fruit, lv7!

Five Transformations!

Li Che is no longer experiencing his first five transformations of the Dao Fruit; his mind has long been tranquil, undisturbed by dust.

Of course, it is also because he has witnessed a battle of deities, knowing that his current self still has a considerable gap from true powerhouses.

Even a five-transformation Dao Fruit is merely a means and method to enhance his strength; Li Che will not become immersed in it.

After all, many formidable opponents in the future will require him to confront them directly.

Wanting to protect his daughter, to cast aside all nagging and clamor, to quietly watch her grow, to quietly reap the Dao Fruit.

Thus he needs to make himself stronger.

His jet-black, vigorous hair danced like ink, resembling an unparalleled figure in an ink-wash painting.

Li Che's eyes suddenly opened, his powerful spirit overflowing and surging, as if letting the void ripple, forming invisible ripples.

Heaven and earth suddenly became extremely quiet; even the surging ripples made no sound.

The sounds of wind, rain, and rolling gravel all vanished completely.

Only within his chest did the ceaseless beating of the ethereal Dao Fruit sound remain.

All of Li Che's distractions vanished at this moment.

Boom——!!!

A terrifying attractive force erupted; Li Che instantaneously seemed to shuttle through time and space, countless colored lights flashing rapidly around his body.

Dao Tree Space, Li Che descends again!

The stars shift and the heavens turn, it's a familiar feeling.

Then, a vast and desolate aura came rushing over; the Dao Tree stood towering in the boundless expanse of heaven and earth, shooting up ten million zhang into the clouds, the cloud layers had long been pierced through, even pierced through multiple layers.

Lush branches and leaves, one leaf, one world.

Li Che hovered in this heaven and earth, his gaze sweeping over the vast expanse, a mighty pressure surged toward his chest, as if it would almost suffocate him.

Li Che once speculated whether this vast heaven and earth was the Deceptive Gap.

"Even if it is the Deceptive Gap... perhaps it is a place within the Deceptive Gap of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths that mortals cannot reach."

Li Che's eyes shone brightly.

Looking up at the Dao Tree, he felt its mystery and power.

Upon the Dao Tree, the 【Painting Immortal】 Dao Fruit's five transformations burst forth with endless rosy light, then turned into ink-colored flowing clouds, weaving between heaven and earth.

The Dao Fruit drifted out, translucent and lustrous, like a drop of ink dripping from a brush soaked in ink.

Although dark within, it contained the grandeur and vastness sufficient to paint a universe of stars.

The Dao Fruit hovered before Li Che, then ink-colored mist surged forth, rolling like fog.

Then, an image began to intertwine and outline before his eyes.

Within the image, there appeared an endless white, a boundless sea of clouds, a pure white sea of clouds, immaculate to the extreme, like the purest place between heaven and earth.

And upon that endless white cloud, a figure sat cross-legged.

That was a figure glowing white, with white hair, white brows, skin translucently white, even blood white.

Such an existence held a brush of white jade and white hair, never stained with dark ink.

Maintaining the motion of gripping the wolf-hair brush, as if frozen in the midst of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, his eyes drooped, as if spanning the void of heaven and earth, the primordial cosmos, the vast heaven and earth, crashing down upon Li Che.

The glowing white eyes collided with Li Che's black pupils.

Then, Li Che saw a speck of black.

Black spread from the forehead of that majestic figure, then wildly expanded, engulfing the entire white heaven and earth.

The white figure turned black, the white sea of clouds turned into a black cloud dome.

"Hahahaha..."

"If it cannot be obtained, let those who come after obtain it! Across lifetimes, there will always be someone who gets it!"

Boom—

The words shook the void; in an instant the void collapsed, countless black clouds crumbled. Like the resounding sound of a supreme deity pouring down, those of insufficient rank could not hear it.

Heaven and earth crumbled, and Li Che's will crumbled as well.

He withdrew from the Dao Tree Space.

Heaven-Equal Nei Cheng

In the courtyard

Wind and rain howled, pattering lashes of rain violently striking the Heaven-Equal Nei Cheng under repair.

Li Che opened his eyes, his ink-colored hair strands dancing wildly, he slowly exhaled a breath.

Before him, gilded light swirled like ink mist, gradually condensing and weaving into an image.

【Dao Fruit lv7, Five Transformations, Dao Guide (Ten Ferocious Ink-splatter Diagram) advancing, Dao Tribulation (Primal Withering and Flourishing Branch)】

Boom——!!!

Heavenly sound trembled, ears rang.

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Li Che's mind seemed, at this moment, to have fallen into chaos.

Ink-colored flowing light wove into text, converging into a prompt!

The familiar terrifying aura of a world-ending catastrophe surged from all directions, locking onto his body, nowhere to escape, as if a dreadful force sought to crawl out from beneath his thirty-six thousand pores, destroying his flesh and blood.

Fourth Dao Tribulation!

It has come!

Li Che suddenly brightened!

After the Primal Fire Tribulation, Wind Tribulation, and Water Tribulation, a brand-new Dao Tribulation has finally appeared!

The Dao Tribulation provoked by the Painting Immortal Dao Fruit transformed to the Fifth Transformation!

Primal Withering and Flourishing Branch!

Primal... Wood Tribulation!

Li Che slightly closed his eyes, able to sense the inescapable Dao Tribulation power bursting forth from deep within his flesh, as if countless fine branches continually grew and faded, each cycle of growth and decay even taking away his vitality and lifespan.

This is a unique yet dreadful tribulation number!

Li Che's eyes opened, his breathing thundered in his nostrils.

That was ragged breathing, the emergence of the fourth kind of tribulation, as if it brought him ever closer to the mystery.

He seemed to truly grasp that key!

How many kinds of Dao Tribulation are there?

Wood, water, fire... could there also be metal and earth tribulations, too similar to the Five Elements Tribulation!

The additional Primal Wind Tribulation also means that Dao Tribulation is not limited to the Five Elements...

"No matter how many kinds of Dao Tribulation there are..."

"Now that I have a new goal, the emergence of the Dao Tribulation means I can again enhance a Divine Seed Martial Art, merging with the Dao Tribulation, raising it to the level of an Immortal Seed Martial Art."

Guiding it into my body might perhaps let my martial immortal path walk more smoothly...

"The divine-seed martial arts of the Eight Odd Gates have already been altered; perhaps in the future they will be called the Eight Odd Gates' Immortal-Seed secret arts!"

Li Che's improved and elevated secret technique.

Among the Eight Odd Gates, the divine seeds, having been elevated from divine seeds to immortal seeds…

Thus giving rise to the Eight Gates' Immortal Martial Arts!

Once all are activated, the spinal great dragon trembles, as if eight martial immortals simultaneously manifest and press down!

How overbearing would that be!

Heavenly Tribulation, guide over!

Li Che suddenly lifted his head, his black hair turning into a terrifying divine whip that lashed out violently!

The strong flesh, amidst the clanging, because of his flesh and blood, seems to have given birth to countless seeds; these seeds are rapidly sprouting, madly absorbing and devouring his vitality, flesh, and essence!

Then they take root and sprout, breaking through flesh and blood, growing into wildly dancing vines; between withering and flourishing lies a cycle of vitality!

Boom—

Li Che slowly opened his eyes, again and again, repeatedly experiencing the shattering of flesh and blood, the frantic dance of the withering-flourishing branches.

Now he is no longer the weakling who cannot even withstand a moment of heavenly tribulation's power.

Even within the heavenly tribulation space, where detonating the Eight Odd Gates is forbidden and I can only rely on my flesh to resist and support, I can still uphold the power of the withering-flourishing branches…

Before him, light reappeared.

【Heavenly Tribulation: Primal Dragon-Elephant Flame (30%), Primal Void-Slashing Rage (3%), Primal Heart-Cleansing Flow (1%), Primal Withering-Flourishing Branch (1%)】

Having experienced several cycles of the withering-flourishing branch's flickering.

Li Che also finally succeeded in mastering a primal wood tribulation,

He slowly raised his palm, a pitch-black bean like ink appearing in his hand; though it looks like a physical object, it is actually heavenly tribulation power, and once it permeates his body, it will madly devour vitality, lifespan, and essence…

"Although there is only one… but if in the future there were tens of millions, it would be utterly terrifying."

"This primal wood tribulation, which divine-seed martial art should it be fused into?"

Elevate that divine-seed martial art to an immortal-seed martial art?

Soon, Li Che had made a decision in his heart.

He chose the most inconspicuous among his many divine-seed martial arts.

"The Blood-Weeping Divine Phoenix Life-Death Arrow is an archery art, but in truth, because I possess many Divine Artificer Barretts, I haven't paid much attention to this archery art; now… I can instead study it."

"From now on, I shall become the Immortal Arrow Hero!"

Li Che's lips curled slightly; as for this withering-flourishing tribulation calamity seed, it is hidden within the arrow.

In Li Che's mind also arose the new name of this martial art.

Immortal-Seed·Blood-Weeping Immortal Phoenix Withering-Flourishing Arrow!

Boom—

Li Che rose from his seated position in the courtyard, his mighty qi and blood erupting, and began to practice martial arts within Qitian Nei Cheng!

He began to draw in and devour the heavenly-earth essence within Qitian Nei Cheng.

However, he was hard-pressed.

Whenever he drew in a portion of heavenly-earth essence, a huge amount of divinity would surge forth, continually mixing in, seeking to penetrate his body.

Bursting with strong temptation, it tempted Li Che, as if cheering and shouting, saying that swallowing divinity would surely bring a great breakthrough in his cultivation, allowing him to instantly erupt with unrivaled power, able to match deities!

Such temptation is simply terrifying!

"We still need to break through to the Martial Immortal realm in the mortal world; although the mortal world is also tainted by divinity, compared to the Ghostly Void, it is a pure land of martial dao."

Li Che fell into thought.

The will of martial dao roared, his eyes bursting with brilliant golden light, his body radiating brilliance, his black hair tinged with gold, he let out a long cry, forcefully withstanding the temptation!

Boom—

A single punch thrust outward, countless divinities exploded, leaving only pure heavenly-earth essence, like a yellow dragon soaring to the heavens, then rushing into his body and spreading throughout!

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Time trickled by.

Before he knew it, half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside Qitian Cheng, it had already become extraordinarily lively.

The deity of Qitian Temple has been resurrected, and will soon aid the Ghostly Emperor of the Underworld in breaking through to the Martial Immortal realm, becoming the sole Martial Immortal in the five-thousand-year surge!

Literally the entire mortal world is watching; moreover, the news has reached the Ghostly Void, and the various gods of the major factions there seem to have cast their gazes as well.

Outside Qitian Cheng, a great multitude gathered, most of them martial men, practitioners of the martial dao who had rushed from the four seas and eight wildernesses.

Some went on foot, some ran, some exhausted all their qi and blood in the journey.

They finally arrived outside Qitian Cheng.

The mighty qi and blood almost covered the sky and earth, like wave upon wave, never before had a single place gathered so many martial men.

The strength of their qi and blood was almost enough to scatter divinity.

The setting sun blazed like fire, the red sun sinking westward, the entire mortal world reflected a fiery hue, as if it were the color of the martial men's qi and blood.

The sect master of the True Martial Divine Sect, Shi Jian, brought many disciples of the True Martial Divine Sect rushing over, setting up camp far outside Qitian Cheng, as if paying homage.

The Dàjǐng court also had many officials come; the absolute warrior of the Da Liang Kingdom, disguised, crossed the Eastern Sea and set foot on the outskirts of Qitian Cheng.

Upon the Eastern Sea, huge waves surged; many martial sage powerhouses walked upon the waves, solely to gather outside Qitian Cheng to witness the Martial Immortal's breakthrough.

After all, the most recent Martial Immortal had long existed in ancient records, becoming a bold stroke of ink in the annals of time.

The atmosphere of Qitian Cheng grew ever heavier.

Everyone could sense that the day the Ghostly Emperor of the Underworld would assault the Martial Immortal realm was drawing near.

Lu Taibai and Lu Qiankun felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Fang Hanshu had already ended his insight from the jade talisman of Qitian's assistance, returned to Lu Taibai's side, his Confucian robes fluttering, his beautiful beard swaying.

"It feels a bit off..."

Lu Taibai took a deep breath.

Fang Hanshu held the Book of Sages, actually refining the inheritance within the jade talisman: "Of course it's off, the Netherworld has offended how many forces, and moreover, now it's tacitly acknowledged that the Netherworld is bound together with the Prison Lotus faction..."

"Therefore, too many people don't want the Netherworld to grow strong; for the Netherworld Ghost Emperor to break through to Martial Immortal, he must obtain heaven-and-earth validation, and many will surely secretly sabotage."

Fang Hanshu said lightly.

Lu Taibai stood in the tavern of Qitian Wai Cheng; now Qitian Wai Cheng had regained its former glory, as if the once mighty Qitian Cheng that overlooked half the world had returned to its peak.

The population was not much less than its peak; even the commercialization within Qitian Cheng had returned, with vendors hawking goods and major forces taking up residence.

"The Western Regions' Buddhist lands, the Hundred Thousand Great Rivers, the Witch God Mountain... martial gods have come from all these places; behind these forces stand the Divine Alliance, and they surely harbor ill intentions."

"Perhaps someone will, when the Netherworld Ghost Emperor attempts to break through to Martial Immortal, use their body to lure the tribulation, making the Martial Immortal tribulation even more terrifying, in order to destroy the Netherworld Ghost Emperor..."

"All it takes is one divine tribulation; a moth flying into the flame to guide the tribulation can eliminate a Netherworld powerhouse and pit a great foe—what a satisfying thing!"

Fang Hanshu chuckled lightly.

However, after Li Che transformed him into a Bound God, Fang Hanshu had long known that the Netherworld Ghost Emperor was actually Li Che.

When the sunset completely fell, the red sun vanished from the mortal realm!

A huge moon disk rose into the sky, its clear, cold light spilling over the mortal realm.

Qitian Cheng suddenly burst into clamor.

"Quick! On the tower of Nei Cheng, the Qitian Temple deity has appeared!"

Someone shouted loudly.

His face flushed with excitement—this was a deity personally manifesting!

In an instant, a single stone stirred up a thousand waves.

On the broad, boundless main street of Qitian Cheng, it instantly became congested; beneath the gate of Nei Cheng, a mighty crowd surged, filling the area with figures.

Most were martial artists who had rushed from all over, their qi and blood surging, extremely fervent.

Their eyes blazed, fixed on the stooped old monkey appearing atop the tower of Nei Cheng.

The old monkey wore coarse cloth, holding in his hands a thin, bamboo-pole-like golden staff, like a crutch, lightly tapping.

Whooo—

Below, the crowd surged.

Qi and blood gathered like fire, like an abyss like the sea, as if they would pierce the firmament, stirring the stars and moon.

The night became much brighter.

"So many people……"

The old monkey exhaled lightly.

To break through to a martial immortal is indeed a grand affair in the human realm; perhaps in this era, martial immortals are truly exceedingly rare.

No one can suppress the exhilarating boost brought by the Divine Martial Dao; it is a deadly temptation.

Hum—

It seemed as if a purple flame leapt up.

Then it turned into a purple flame that burned and twisted the figure.

The black robe fluttered, making a hunting sound; the golden skull gleamed brightly, the purple flame rolled, at times becoming a dragon, at times an elephant.

"Are you ready?"

Looking at the towering figure that appeared out of thin air, that fervent qi and blood, that vast vitality, the old monkey couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Sorry to trouble you, senior."

Li Che's eyes were deep and dark; the purple flame seemed to turn into flying strands of hair, dancing wildly and flamboyantly.

"Go, leave Qitian Cheng and break through outside the city."

"Qitian Cheng after all lies at the border between the Ghostly Realm and the human world; it is not a suitable place for a breakthrough."

"You need to fully return to the human realm."

The old monkey said.

Li Che nodded.

The next moment, his toe touched down.

His whole body leapt down, appearing beneath the walls of Nei Cheng, stepping on the ground of Wai Cheng.

A clamorous sound immediately rang out.

The gazes of countless martial artists gathered, falling upon the body of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.

And the hidden powerhouses of all factions also cast their gazes from the inns and teahouses spread throughout Qitian Cheng.

Li Che spread his arms, the large sleeves of his black robe billowing wildly behind him.

Then he stepped out of the city.

The crowd surged aside like water, clearing a path leading out of Qitian Cheng, leaving the shelter of the ghostly mist.

The entire Qitian Cheng fell silent, as if plunged into a deathlike stillness.

Under countless gazes, under myriad attentions.

Li Che finally passed through the gate of Wai Cheng.

The black boots on his feet stepped on the ground outside Qitian Cheng.

In an instant.

Terrifying qi and blood boiled in an instant; the primal purple flame danced wildly, qi and blood surging to the firmament!

The silver moon hanging high in the night sky turned into a blood moon!

The eight-direction divine nature was violently oppressed, and the eight-wilderness vital energy surged like a raging sea tide!

It seemed that the martial dao seal on the body had been completely undone!

(End of chapter)