Chapter 486: Retaking Qitian Cheng, Divine Tribulation rains down; the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, the mortal martial immortal, is tru

Clouds and mist gather, the moon grows dim; a gust rises, stirring dust.

Above the firmament, leaden clouds are thick to the extreme; faintly, lightning flashes, tearing through the night, illuminating the drifting snowflakes falling in pieces.

Heaven and earth are a sheet of dark silence; only the sound of falling snow drifting down can be heard.

But this tranquility was soon torn apart.

The snowy night of Qitian Cheng is no longer calm; countless snowflakes seem to be shaken by an invisible force, exploding into snow powder.

Cultivators practicing in the extravagant houses of Qitian Cheng all awoke in surprise, releasing their senses, listening to the Supreme will transmitted from within Nei Cheng.

Nei Cheng, to the many cultivators of Wai Cheng nowadays, is a forbidden existence, for Nei Cheng has already been partitioned by the Supremes of the Divine factions of the Mysterious Void.

The Strange Demon Lair, the Dark Heavenly Court, and the Black Sumeru—these three great Divine factions, within the Mysterious Void, hold unparalleled status, for they each have a true Divine Spirit enthroned.

Before a Divine Spirit, even a Supreme appears humble.

Because only the Divine Spirit is truly transcendent of all, an immortal and indestructible existence.

Now the Supremes have spoken, their voices booming and shaking, as if causing the air to undergo an uneasy distortion, rippling, releasing the surging force from within Nei Cheng.

However, the words of the three Supremes seemed encrypted; many cultivators could not hear them clearly, yet many felt an inexplicable chill, naturally understanding that the Supremes' purpose was certainly not benevolent.

The feeling of impending disaster, like a heavy mountain, pressed upon everyone's shoulders, almost making it hard to breathe.

And upon seeing the gates of Wai Cheng suddenly close, the feeling of panic and unease surged even more in everyone's hearts.

Wai Cheng is far more chaotic in its powers than Nei Cheng.

After all, Nei Cheng has only three major powers, which, under the leadership of the three Supremes, have divided the inner city's territory.

But Wai Cheng is different, because of the city's special nature, powerful forces from all under heaven have almost all gathered here; aside from the forces backed by the Divine factions, there are also many divine sects, clans, ancient foreign tribes, the Four Seas Dragon clans, and so on, from within Dàjǐng.

All that can be said is that, due to Qitian Cheng's special nature, too many forces have gathered.

Furthermore, the past year's mingling and lax, unregulated control have caused all sorts of cultivators to flow into Qitian Cheng—those fleeing for their lives, fleeing crimes, evading pursuit, and so on.

Tonight, these strong ones cannot help but feel unease welling up in their hearts.

The chaos of Wai Cheng may end tonight!

The powers behind the three Divine factions may seek to complete unification, to decide who will ultimately control Wai Cheng!

At least it will no longer be chaotic and disorderly, becoming a chaotic zone attracting all sorts of cultivators of every kind.

But what is this terrifying chill in the heart?

Why is there fear of a calamity that could overturn the heavens?

Many people are at a loss.

But many cultivators have already reacted, their breath bursting forth as they charge into the clouds, piercing heaven and earth!

These are Divine Tribulation cultivators from the Fang family of the ancient clan of Dàjǐng; they seem to have understood the Supremes' words, filled with shock and anger, fleeing swiftly outward from the city.

Facing the sealed gates, they directly unleashed slaughter, intending to breach the city!

However, the final result was that they flew backward, bloodied, and were subdued once more.

Yet on the city tower, a monk clad in a kasaya appeared, his face utterly cold, his eyes bearing cicada patterns that blossomed like fiery wings.

"Tonight, no one is allowed to leave."

A faint voice issued from his mouth.

"Venerable Kayun! My Fang family has no intention of contending for control of Wai Cheng! Let my family's people go!"

The Fang family's Divine Tribulation cultivator's face turned ashen to the extreme.

However, Venerable Kayun from the Western Regions' Buddhist lands merely pressed his palms together, utterly indifferent.

"When the Supremes speak, anyone not of the Divine factions may be killed."

The words having been spoken.

The entire Wai Cheng instantly fell into a myriad of silences; an invisible killing intent surged like a tide within the city, striking the minds of every cultivator within, causing their spirits to crumble and collapse.

The icy words, like a divine spear, sought to pierce their hearts and minds!

Those not of the Divine factions…… may be killed?

This is the Supremes' oral decree!

In other words, anyone not from the Western Regions' Buddhist lands, not from the Dàjǐng imperial court, not from the Wu Shen Mountain faction, could possibly be killed and slaughtered!

How ruthless!

The feeling of unease instantly spread, as if fear surged into the heavens!

Countless traces of divinity began to boil.

Within Nei Cheng, three Supreme phantoms lay across, opening their eyes to gaze forth, feeling the surging divinity, they each revealed a sneer.

As if watching a frightened ant's playful scramble.

Boom!

The strong ones of the three powers who had received the Supremes' order all moved, their killing intent bursting forth, with auras like icy blades flashing past!

Blood pillars sprayed, divine fetuses burst, someone let out a mournful wail, and was slain within the city!

Boom boom boom——

Various auras burst forth—those unwilling to die miserably within the city erupted their vital energy, attempting a final struggle!

The snow drifting down from the sky seemed to slowly stain itself with a blood‑like hue.

Standing upon the city tower of Qitian Cheng, the monk seemed to have become a terrifying great Buddha, a point of crimson at his brow glowing like a ruby.

The cicada patterns in his eyes seemed to come alive.

He raised his head, gazing toward the small courtyard where the Netherworld Ox Demon of Wai Cheng resided, revealing a towering killing intent.

"Damn it……"

"All damned!"

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……

Li Che clenched his five fingers around the Flying Thunder chess piece, his whole body vanishing into the restaurant.

Reappearing, he was already in the small courtyard where Fang Hanshu was, a gentle breeze blowing, snowflakes drifting down across the sky.

Fang Hanshu rose from his chair, and upon seeing Li Che, his eyes brightened.

"A-Che."

Fang Hanshu smiled and said, he did not call Li Che his lord, knowing Li Che wanted him to live on as Fang Hanshu, so he accepted it without objection.

"They are about to make a move."

Fang Hanshu also sensed the Supreme aura emanating from within Qitian Cheng's inner city.

The Supreme personally spoke, which for the many cultivators in Qitian Cheng's outer city meant imminent catastrophe.

Qitian Cheng's geographic position is too important; the Three Great Divine Factions do not wish to cause more trouble, because there are too many cultivators not aligned with the factions inside the city, which would mean too many uncertain factors.

Originally, the strong ones of the Three Great Divine Factions planned to wait for the Netherworld Ghost Emperor to personally emerge, wait for him to personally retake Qitian Cheng's outer city, meet the various powers face-to-face, and offend many forces across the world.

But now, after waiting so long, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor shows no sign of taking action.

Even the Netherworld Ox Demon in closed-door cultivation inside Qitian Cheng remains utterly still, as if preparing to shut himself away in some unknown number of crushing death passes.

This naturally cannot be accepted by the Supremes of the Three Great Divine Factions.

They also intend to quickly settle matters here in Qitian Cheng, then proceed to Golden Light Prefecture and Primordial Origin Dao City to participate in the siege against the rebirth of the Third Prince Temple God.

There's no choice; the Three Great Divine Factions naturally cannot keep waiting.

Therefore, they will commence a great slaughter tonight, aiming to pacify Qitian Cheng and exterminate all uncertain factors.

As for the many strong ones to be slain, perhaps some will come from the Divine Sect and the Myriad Ancient Clans, but what of it?

The Three Great Divine Factions simply do not care; it is full confidence in their own strength!

Fang Hanshu's eyes also flickered with a hint of killing intent.

"I have fully completed the inheritance of the Mind Monkey Ancestor, but for now I cannot completely transform it into cultivation; if I could fully inherit the Ancestor's cultivation, I could roughly step into the Supreme level."

Fang Hanshu said.

Upon hearing this, Li Che couldn't help but frown, turning his head: "Can one enter the Supreme?"

Fang Hanshu nodded.

"However, if I were to fully digest the Ancestor's cultivation inheritance, it would be somewhat difficult, after all, there is an upper limit to the power I can accept each day."

"Roughly how long would it take to fully digest it?"

Li Che asked curiously.

Fang Hanshu raised his hand, moved his five fingers to calculate: "About a year."

"In roughly a year, I can finish refining and raise my cultivation to the Supreme level."

This is still because he, Fang Hanshu, is a Bound God; for a normal cultivator, absorbing too much of the Ancestor's refined cultivation would likely cause them to explode outright.

But a Bound God fears no bodily explosion.

"Not bad." Li Che praised.

Indeed, it's quite good; this Bound God can strengthen himself on his own, which puts Li Che at ease, so he doesn't need to crush other Bound Gods to feed his subordinates' Bound Gods, which puts Li Che's mind at rest.

Qitian Cheng's inner city has three Supremes holding the fort; the specific strength of those three Supremes is hard to distinguish, after all the Three Disasters Divine Tribulation constitutes the Supreme, and the Supreme itself is divided into three tribulations.

Therefore, Li Che does not intend to charge into Qitian Cheng's inner city without certainty…

Back when dealing with the Black Ox Demon God, a Second Disaster Demon God, Li Che had schemed for so long; how could he possibly rashly charge toward a Supreme?

However, now in Qitian Cheng's outer city.

Li Che's killing intent, however, is no longer concealed.

His mind and spirit stirred slightly.

Through the Heaven-Earth Chessboard, he could clearly see that outside the three-room small courtyard where the ox demon resided, terrifying auras shot up one after another, sealing off the void completely.

Giving the ox demon no chance to escape the small courtyard.

Moreover, the courtyard where Fang Hanshu was located was also surrounded.

Li Che looked toward Fang Hanshu, Fang Hanshu also looked over, Fang Hanshu stroked his handsome beard and lightly laughed.

As Li Che's Bound God, Fang Hanshu instantly understood his lord's intention for tonight.

Unleash a great slaughter!

Just as the Three Great Divine Factions intend to unleash a great slaughter tonight, they too are doing the same.

"Kill, show no mercy."

Li Che said to Fang Hanshu.

In the next instant, his whole body vanished again, appearing inside the three-room courtyard where the ox demon was.

The Heaven-Earth Chessboard rotated above, shielding the perception of the many experts outside who were sealing and surrounding the small courtyard.

They could not sense Li Che, but Li Che could clearly sense them all.

Qitian Cheng is quite special, for it lies between the Ghost Rift and the mortal realm, the ghost mist extremely thick; the inner city is directly equivalent to the Ghost Rift, allowing Supreme experts to act.

And in Qitian Cheng's outer city, experts of the Second Disaster Divine Tribulation can also act, just as the Black Ox Demon God before had occupied the outer city with the cultivation of a Second Disaster expert.

Boom—boom—boom—

The vast pressure continuously erupted, shaking the entire Qitian Cheng outer city, the ground trembling as if about to crack open!

Outside the courtyard where the Netherworld Ox Demon resided.

One after another, auras like pillars of light shot into the heavens, shattering the black clouds that had accumulated the snowstorm.

In Qitian Cheng's outer city, cultivators who had rushed from all over the world, now trapped inside the city, suddenly felt a shudder in their hearts, a chill piercing straight to the bone.

Three experts of the Second Disaster First Tribulation realm, nine experts of the First Disaster Third Tribulation realm, Divine Tribulation grand cultivators!

Such a lineup, surrounding the courtyard of the Netherworld Ox Demon, leaves no doubt as to the purpose.

Tonight's slaughter in Qitian Cheng will undoubtedly begin with eliminating the Underworld's myriad fiends!

In the outer city of Qitian Cheng, the three major divine factions each sent a Two-Calamity Venerable, and among them there was even a Venerable of the Two-Calamity Three Tribulations realm—truly a huge investment.

We must firmly grasp Qitian Cheng in our hands, giving the Prison Lotus faction no opportunity at all.

The ownership of Qitian Cheng has already involved the struggle among the divine factions within the Ghost Rift.

And the three major factions seem to have reached a consensus, jointly governing Qitian Cheng.

Such a lineup is simply shocking to hear; many in Qitian Cheng's outer city have fallen utterly into despair, seeing no hope.

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……

Li Che returned to the courtyard where the Bull Demon resided, gave a faint smile, and his dark robe instantly changed.

Above his head, a cluster of purple flames instantly ignited, engulfing his skull, within which a golden skull appeared.

He stretched, his bones and joints ringing and trembling throughout his body, as if a deafening explosion had occurred.

"After breaking through to the Martial Immortal realm, I truly have never gone all out before; tonight… I'll just warm up."

The Primordial Dragon-Elephant Flame blazed above his head; Li Che's eyes snapped open, killing intent surging.

He took a step, and the ground trembled slightly.

The next moment Li Che embodied the Underworld Ghost Emperor, stepping upward to the heavens! Boom——!!!

Even the void seemed to ripple violently, pairs of eyes sweeping across, falling upon the figure that rose from the three-open courtyard, ascending to the heavens.

"Underworld Ghost Emperor!"

Boom——

The ghostly mist above Qitian Cheng seemed to be torn apart, three figures emerging—exactly the three Venerables who had originally intended to besiege the Underworld Bull Demon.

Moreover, behind them erupted the auras of nine One-Calamity One-Tribulation Divine Tribulation cultivators, shooting up like pillars!

"Let this Venerable see just how strong a mortal Martial Immortal truly is!"

Terrifying demonic aura surged forth; the demon god venerable from the Hundred Thousand Great Rivers acted, demonic aura like a sea, instantly turning the firmament above into an ocean of demonic energy!

Mighty and overwhelming, within that vast demonic aura like an endless sea, the shadow of an enormous crocodile appeared!

It opened its blood‑filled maw, as if to sever the heavens with a terrifying great shear.

Li Che saw this and gave a faint smile: "Since you seek death, I shall grant it."

In an instant, killing intent welled up, as if transforming into a flood dragon spanning the heavens!

Every single word, every single shot, every single inner content, every single in one look is flawless!

Regarding those powerful ones from the major divine factions who target the Prison Lotus and his own daughter, Li Che feels no mercy, having only one thought.

Kill!

Roar——

Blazing golden qi and blood erupted instantly from his flesh, his spine seeming to rise in an instant like a peerless golden heavenly dragon opening its mouth to roar furiously!

His five viscera and six bowels all trembled; the thirty‑six thousand apertures over his body spun rapidly, spewing golden qi and blood, making his whole person seem to transform into an unrivaled blazing sun in the night!

Boom——!!!

A twist of his foot made even the void seem to sink in an instant, as if a war drum struck the earth!

It blasted a huge void like thunderous roar, the air exploding, as if an extremely compressed cloud suddenly detonated into ring‑shaped rings!

Space could not bear the burden, shattering like a mirror!

Terrifying and overbearing qi and blood, like a mountain flood, slammed into space and airflow, shattering them completely!

The enormous crocodile head that emerged from the ghostly mist exploded instantly!

With a bang, countless demonic energies surged and raged; a long blade seemingly covered in billions of pores was whipped forth from the Underworld Ghost Emperor's hand.

Where it swept, the demonic energy dissipated; the final strike, overbearing and peerless, lashed onto the body of that crocodile‑headed demon god venerable!

The demon god venerable with an immensely powerful crocodile body, like a cannonball, shot forth instantly from the ghostly mist and smoke; with just that move, it could not be resisted.

It smashed into the ground of Qitian Cheng like an exploding shell, destroying many houses and raising clouds of dust.

The Underworld Ghost Emperor obliquely grasped a long blade, purple flames burning, golden skulls gazing faintly in all directions.

His whole body radiated golden light, the Martial Immortal's qi surging and shaking!

Overbearing!

Dominant!

Is this the mortal Martial Immortal?!

Simply brilliant as the proud sun!

Li Che's brow trembled; his overbearing Martial Immortal will, like a storm, condensed into substance and swept away, like a single river tide, surging forth mighty and vast!

The other two Two-Calamity Venerables turned pale with shock!

This is the newly ascended Martial Immortal?!

How can it be this strong?!

It can fully rival a Two-Calamity Venerable!

You should know, the Martial Immortal walks the pure martial path, corresponding to the Martial God realm, yet he can cross ranks and fight this easily!

He deserves to be struck down by the heavens' supreme tribulation!

"Join forces!"

"Attack!"

Facing a peerless Martial Immortal, the two Venerables also grew solemn; they did not come from the mortal world, but from the holy land where the divine factions of the Ghost Rift reside.

One comes from the Thunder Sound Temple on the Sacred Black Sumeru Mountain; the other from the Divine Pavilion of the Thirty‑Three Heavens in the Obscure Heavenly Court.

They were originally cultivators of the mortal world, but after entering the strange realm, their practice made them unaware of the years; upon returning, they found the mortal world had already undergone tremendous change, and thus no longer considered themselves cultivators of the mortal world.

He directly placed himself among the cultivators of the myriad gods' camp.

Boom——!!!

"Kill!"

Two Two-Disaster One-Calamity Venerables struck simultaneously!

The nine One-Disaster Three-Calamity Divine Tribulation grand cultivators behind him, also coming from within the Gui Que, likewise erupted with divinity, employed secret arts, and laid out divine formations!

Li Che glanced at them indifferently.

He flicked his sleeve fiercely; three chess pieces instantly drifted through the high air, then suddenly swelled with a boom.

Terrifying demonic and vicious qi rampaged, intertwining!

The Nine Infants of the Overturned Sea and the Mighty Multitude each appeared!

Two peerless ferocious beasts of Two-Disaster grade emerged, extremely vicious, and directly slaughtered toward the Two-Disaster Venerables of Black Sumeru and the Dark Heavenly Court.

The aura from the clash of Venerable-level powerhouses directly erupted in the skies above Qitian Wai Cheng, bursting forth with a boom; the void was no longer tranquil, undulating without cease.

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Fang Hanshu's Confucian robes fluttered as he stroked his beautiful beard, one hand gripping the Sage's Book, the other gripping a ruler.

He looked toward the direction where the Netherworld Ghost Emperor struck, and his eyes involuntarily shone with brilliance.

"Qitian Cheng……belongs to my Qitian Temple."

"Today, it is only fitting that blood flows like a river!"

To recover lost lands, where could there be no bloodshed?

Naturally, it is the enemy's blood that flows!

He set down a single step.

The courtyard's gates burst open with a boom, and countless gusts blew out with a whooshing sound.

Fang Hanshu's white Confucian robes fluttered like a snowflake piled upon the world; after stepping out of the courtyard, the cultivators guarding outside the house from all factions were suddenly startled.

In fact, regarding Fang Hanshu, the various factions did not underestimate him, dispatching five Divine Tribulation cultivators, among whom was a One-Disaster Three-Calamity Divine Tribulation grand cultivator.

However……

At this very moment, as Fang Hanshu stepped out of the courtyard, his aura rose steadily, as if guiding the heavenly stars down.

These five Divine Tribulation cultivators instantly changed color!

Because……

What surged forth from Fang Hanshu's body was the pressure of a Venerable!

The Grand Elder of the Qianyuan Divine Sect, Fang Hanshu, is actually a Two-Disaster Venerable?!

How the hell did he hide it so deep?!

Smack!

The ruler lashed out fiercely, the vast heavens swirling, and a Divine Tribulation cultivator directly swelled up and exploded, blood spraying.

Fang Hanshu's white Confucian robes snapped, his stature straight and tall, his eyes as deep and boundless as the starry sky, a ruthless killing intent spreading wildly.

Occupying the Qitian Temple, seizing control of the Qitian Temple……

You……are even worthy?!

"The current sect master of Qitian Temple, Fang Hanshu, will tonight reclaim Qitian Cheng."

Fang Hanshu spoke lightly, and the ruler in his hand came down with a fierce strike.

The One-Disaster Three-Calamity Divine Tribulation grand cultivator leading the team, his body as if struck by lightning, under his stubborn resistance, spat out a large mouthful of blood, which flew sideways in midair.

The ruler's unreasonable lashings, with their pap-pap-pap sounds, resembled the sound of death.

One One-Disaster Divine Tribulation cultivator after another, in his hands, could not even raise a wave.

They could not even escape, for the Vastly Radiant River spanned the four directions, and breaking through it to flee would take considerable time.

And Fang Hanshu's killing speed was too fast!

Pfft!

A muffled thud.

That One-Disaster Three-Calamity cultivator finally could not withstand it; before Fang Hanshu's aura, which had risen to the Two-Disaster Three-Calamity realm, he utterly burst apart, turning into a smear of blood mud, his heavenly-earthly Dao soul also pulverized, dying completely.

However, Two-Disaster Three-Calamity is the limit of Fang Hanshu at this moment.

He cannot rise any further.

He wants to break through the supreme barrier, which would require at least a year of refinement.

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Boom——!!

The powerful battle erupted in an instant, terrifying might sweeping across the entire city; within Qitian Nei Cheng, the three supreme beings' gazes were deep and mysterious, perceiving all, scanning the strong will that came, observing the battle erupting in the outer city.

Meanwhile, the cultivators in Qitian Wai Cheng trembled, as if the demonic abyss had been opened, seeking to devour the whole city!

Many of the cultivators who rushed to Qitian Cheng from all over the world were martial artists who stayed in the city to observe the Netherworld Ghost Emperor's breakthrough to Martial Immortal, while others came because of the chaos in Qitian Cheng.

Many of their cultivations were at the level of grand masters; facing such a level of battle and divine might, they broke out in cold sweat, lacking even the courage to move.

A battle of Venerables!

It is entirely a battle of Venerables!

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor's first strike after breaking through to Martial Immortal!

Overbearing and peerless!

With just a single blade, he nearly slew a Two-Disaster Venerable; although the powerful present were terrified to death, they could not help but cast their gazes to observe this rarely seen battle.

In the restaurant.

Xixi ran onto the restaurant's roof, pulling along Dog Grandpa, Cloud Maiden, Zhou Peng, and Golden Tai Sui and other little companions, tiptoeing to watch.

Every now and then they let out shrieks of extreme excitement!

Xixi's birthday had just ended, and there was such an exciting scene to watch; Xixi was truly overjoyed.

Boom—

A large mass of blood light exploded in midair.

In the next moment it turned into rolling surging blood clouds—the scene of a One Disaster Divine Tribulation cultivator falling.

Li Che transformed into the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, the Primordial Dragon-Elephant Flame surging fiercely hot, forming a terrifying dragon-elephant that spanned the horizon as he charged forth; some One Disaster Divine Tribulation cultivators couldn't withstand it, being directly crushed and exploded by the demon elephant.

Even the heaven-and-earth Dao souls were annihilated by the Primordial Dragon-Elephant Flame, reduced to flying ash!

The crocodile-headed demon god sovereign, struck into the ground by Li Che, roared as it rose up, yet facing it was a Martial Immortal's punch!

Li Che clenched his five fingers; on his back, four divine seeds erupted explosively, he only detonated the divine seeds, never the immortal seeds.

Nevertheless, his golden qi and blood instantly boiled, his aura becoming a golden light pillar that shot into the clouds.

Clenching his five fingers, four blazing suns hung behind him, a golden kirin appeared in his fist, spanning the void.

Countless sounds like heaven-collapsing thunderclaps instantly rolled across the firmament!

Li Che's eyes beneath his golden skull were icy cold; his punch came down, skin, tendons, bones, and qi and blood violently colliding together, as if forming a hoof of a kirin trampling down fiercely.

Immortal Seed: Kirin Void-Suppressing Seal!

And after a year of arduous cultivation, the Kirin Void-Suppressing Seal was finally perfected!

The Kirin Great Seal instantly smashed down!

This crocodile-headed demon god sovereign that shot up into the sky, under this trampling, was horrified to the point of despair, exploding with a boom!

Martial Immortal's qi and blood, plus the boost from detonating the Qimen divine seeds!

That increase was truly terrifying!

Countless blood mists exploded from his body, the airflow howling; the air and space within a hundred zhang radius around his body seemed to be instantly blasted apart, shattered debris rolling outward.

A Two Disaster demon god sovereign fell like lightning!

Too fast!

So fast that inside Qitian Cheng, the other several Two Disaster venerables hadn't even reacted; those three who were about to lead and control the Two Disaster Three Tribulation venerables of Qitian Cheng were somewhat bewildered.

The three Two Disaster Three Tribulation venerables from the Deceitful Gap Gods' camp instantly flew into a rage.

And the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, with golden qi and blood intertwined above Qitian Cheng's Wai Cheng, fingers splayed, tore open the void, scooping up all the flesh and souls of the demon tribe's god sovereigns in one gulp.

"This Netherworld Ghost Emperor, after breaking through to Martial Immortal, his combat power actually rivals that of a Three Tribulation venerable?!"

"Martial Immortal… this is the human realm Martial Immortal? Truly domineering! With such combat power, in the mortal world it is even unrestricted by the will of heaven and earth; it can truly be called invincible!"

The three Three Tribulation venerables' faces were grim and solemn.

Without much hesitation, the three Three Tribulation venerables split into two groups!

One Three Tribulation venerable went toward Fang Hanshu's side, where blood already flowed like a river; that scholar, when killing, showed no mercy at all.

And the remaining two Three Tribulation venerables went toward the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, directly facing a Martial Immortal.

This Martial Immortal had only just broken through to the Martial Immortal realm less than a year ago; they were confident they could suppress him!

Boom—

The two One Tribulation venerables who were battling the two supreme ferocious beasts, the Nine Infant of the Overturned Sea and the Mighty Various Huai, turned pale with shock!

Boom—

The nine One Disaster Three Tribulation divine tribulation grandmasters, jointly activating the divine power grand formation, instantly triggered it.

However.

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor stepped forth, as if teleporting through space, appearing at the center of the formation.

Facing the surging divine power like a vast sea, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor clenched his five fingers, and a three-pronged double-edged blade fell into his hand, the clanging sound echoing.

A dazzling blade light burst forth, so gorgeous it seemed to cleave the void itself, terrifying.

Moreover, the divine power grand formation, painstakingly crafted by the nine divine tribulation grandmasters, was actually split open by a single blade!

The divine power grand formation collapsed with a boom.

And the Netherworld Ghost Emperor's whole body, as if above little golden qi and blood.

The double-edged blade in his hand was swung again.

One after another, blade qi like a storm, compressing and slashing across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Puff puff puff puff puff—

Above Qitian Cheng, nine clusters of blood mist instantly exploded!

Boom—

A pitch-black city gate as dark as ink emerged from the high sky, the words 'Fengdu' inscribed on its exceedingly dark surface.

Then, from the exceedingly dark city gate like an abyss, a terrifying suction burst forth.

It devoured the flesh and heaven-and-earth Dao souls of the nine slain divine tribulation cultivators, all like a whirlpool.

Thus, above Qitian Cheng, only the miserable, extreme wails of the dead lingered, like evil ghosts screaming.

The entire Qitian Cheng, all cultivators who witnessed this scene fell into deadly silence, losing their voices; the top combat power of the mortal world, the grandmasters of various divine sects and ancestral-level forces, at this moment fell like rain.

Netherworld Ghost Emperor, such bearing!

This is the human realm Martial Immortal forged by five thousand years of martial fortune!

In the human realm!

Could it truly be invincible?!

(End of chapter)