Chapter 487

The wailing cries, bleak and sharp, were the lingering soul of a powerful Divine Calamity Cultivator, whose flesh and Heaven‑and‑Earth Dao soul had been slashed to pieces, now howling in the world.

It seemed like an unextinguished obsession circulating among mortals, the special nature called a "ghost".

All of Qitian Wai Cheng fell into dead silence.

This night, the strong ones of the divine camps within the Mysterious Realm, about to create a night of bloodshed, intended to purge the non‑divine‑camp cultivators from Qitian Wai Cheng and seize complete control of Qitian Cheng.

Among them, the Underworld was the primary target of these strong ones; exterminating the Underworld's felons was a goal the divine‑camp strongmen had prepared long ago and were now eager to act upon.

However, the development of events far exceeded everyone's imagination.

In the deep night like an abyss, Qitian Cheng was bright, because the Underworld Ghost Emperor, like a sun of ultimate radiance, hovered above the city walls, his whole body trembling, as if turning the entire city into a battlefield.

Many felt a chilling cold in their bodies, sensing the dense, misty blood fog mingling with the mysterious haze, filling the air with wails.

Know that this is the blood fog left after a Divine Calamity Great Cultivator's fall!

The nine Divine Calamity Great Cultivators of the One Disaster Three Calamities Realm who were besieging the Underworld Bull Demon were all slashed to pieces, with no chance of resistance, utterly crushed and killed.

So strong!

Everyone's mind buzzed, feeling nothing but the unbelievable.

But recalling the earlier scene of the Underworld Ghost Emperor striking the Martial Immortal realm, they no longer found it strange; that terrifying Heaven‑and‑Earth calamity, even breaking through barriers built up over five thousand years of martial destiny in both directions.

Displaying such splendor, many even thought it completely normal.

Nevertheless, many were numb—so powerful…

Those were Divine Calamities of the One Disaster Three Calamities Realm; they forged a Divine Formation to suppress the Underworld Ghost Emperor, yet they never imagined the Ghost Emperor would cleave the formation with a single stroke, like a hot knife through butter—easy and smooth!

The Divine Nature is impenetrable, the mortal body unrivaled, combat power invincible!

This is the mortal Martial Immortal, the Underworld Ghost Emperor!

Above Qitian Cheng, turbulent currents roiled, shattered space continuously mended, and faint booming sounds of airflow collisions rang on endlessly.

Boom—

The three major divine camps of Qitian Cheng, to control Qitian Cheng, this Mortal‑Mysterious Realm‑linked Sanqing Guiyi Miao, which may be the passage from the mortal world to the Mysterious Realm, were vying for control.

So it was a massive bloodshed; the Second Disaster Venerable dispatched nine in total.

Among them, each of the three major divine camps sent a Second Disaster Three Calamities Venerable, aiming to jointly govern Qitian Wai Cheng and fully seize Qitian Cheng.

To prevent any unforeseen changes.

Boom—

The two One Calamity Venerables, restrained by the Flipping Sea Nine Infant and the two monstrous beasts of extraordinary strength, wore expressions of extreme displeasure.

They felt immense pressure, for the two monsters before them feared neither injury nor death, fighting desperately to kill, forcing them to exert all their strength.

The sight of the Scale‑Head Demon God Venerable being blown apart struck their spirits, and the Divine Formation set by the nine Divine Calamity Great Cultivators was instantly slashed, causing the cultivators themselves to explode into blood fog.

Their faces darkened; how could this differ from the slaughter night they imagined?

Shouldn't they have been the ones slaying the innocents in Qitian Cheng, earning fame in the mortal world, making cultivators there more awed of the Mysterious Realm and the divine camps?

Why instead did cultivators emerging from the divine camps become the targets of a demonstrative showcase!

Boom—

The Three Tribulation Venerable stationed in Wai Cheng could no longer sit still; one went forward to block the ever‑rising momentum, and in the black night of Qitian Cheng, Fang Hanshu appeared like a scroll of the vast righteous Milky Way.

Fang Hanshu's aura kept rising without pause, reaching the level of Two Disasters Three Tribulations!

He has obtained the inheritance of the Patriarch of Qitian Temple! Even an empowerment of his cultivation!

Boom—

Within Nei Cheng of Qitian Cheng, a supreme's gaze—scarlet and icy—swept over Fang Hanshu, instantly grasping the situation, and spoke coldly.

The Patriarch of Qitian Temple, Fang Xinyuan, was originally a supreme‑level figure!

In its heyday, Qitian Temple overwhelmed all sides, even standing toe‑to‑toe with the divine factions in the mortal world without falling behind.

Fang Hanshu receiving that empowerment inheritance, breaking through to this level in a year, is understandable.

The supreme in Nei Cheng merely harbored secret resentment, having failed to notice Fang Hanshu's covert transformation; if detected early, they could have nipped it in the bud.

Fang Hanshu's white scholar's robe fluttered, his beautiful beard intertwined like coiling dragons, his white clothes unstained by dust, his eyes bright and deep as if holding a star‑sea, his bearing unmatched!

He rose step by step, wielding his ruler, lashing out at the God Tribulation cultivators who swarmed him, shattering them into blood mist that faded in midair; their wails sounded like drowned spirits, gradually fading away.

Qitian Cheng instantly fell into chaos; the mighty ones of the three major divine factions emerged from the ghostly gates, stationed in Qitian Cheng, having expended great effort, now countless strong, yet tonight they too must deploy fully.

The night was torn apart, one after another immensely thick aura surged skyward like divine light, piercing the clouds above the black night.

Each was immensely thick, as if propping up heaven and earth, dazzling and eye‑catching, piercing the firmament and the heavens!

Making the entire Qitian Cheng tremble.

Killing intent permeated, making Qitian Cheng, already in the bitter cold of the twelfth lunar month, seem to fall into a boundless frozen world, filled with a stern, lethal aura.

All cultivators trembled, daring not to leak the slightest aura; many God Tribulation cultivators even kept their Disaster‑Tribulation Wheels tightly concealed, not daring to leak a bit, yet they watched this slaughter with immense excitement and anticipation.

Tonight, the allegiance of Qitian Cheng will likely be decided.

"Boom—"

The roar shook as a Three Tribulation Venerable strode over, his burly, sturdy frame as if clad in armored official robes, resembling a heavenly court official, gripping a great spear; he shook it violently, the spear humming, and fiercely thrust it at Fang Hanshu, whose aura had just broken into the Two Disasters Three Tribulations realm, aiming to kill him.

"Die!"

The Three Tribulation Venerable's aura was utterly different, immensely overbearing; the Disaster‑Tribulation Wheel appearing behind him was exquisitely perfect, displaying all Six Tribulations of the Two Disasters, coiling up like a dreamy illusion, as if the marks of time etched upon it.

The Disaster‑Tribulation Wheel trembled, divine power surging like a tide, Dao essence intertwining like dragons; the force of the Two Disasters Six Tribulations seemed to come alive, streaming out from the Wheel, transforming into a vast, mighty flood dragon!

Fang Hanshu's scholar's robe fluttered, his white clothes whiter than snow; he flicked out his ruler, a light strike that seemed to bear the weight of a thousand jun, colliding with the Three Tribulation Venerable, blasting the surrounding void as if it were collapsing inward.

Yet Fang Hanshu felt no fear; excitement even welled in his eyes, having just raised his realm, lacking combat experience and unable to make use of these powers.

He actually felt a yearning for this battle!

Boom—

The Vastly Righteous River surged forth, heaven and earth seeming to boil; the Patriarch of Qitian Temple's secret art was unleashed by him, a mighty slaughter‑bearing splendor bursting forth, the explosion from insufficient space, the turbulent flow spreading out like waves pushed aside.

Powerful aftershocks slammed the entire Qitian Cheng; many divine tribulation powerhouses hurriedly unleashed their domains to block these shockwaves' aftershocks, otherwise, letting the aftershocks run wild, Qitian Cheng would ultimately become shattered ruins.

On the other side.

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor was even more highly regarded; the two Third Tribulation Venerables from the Guiyao Cave and Black Sumeru joined forces to come kill.

Li Che's fighting spirit surged; the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao fruit in his chest jumped wildly, obviously he had extremely high expectations for this battle.

Killing a Second Calamity First Tribulation Venerable is not Li Che's limit; having stepped into the Martial Dao Human Immortal realm, Li Che's flesh is peerlessly strong, his qi and blood are mighty, and he also detonated four divine seeds; killing a First Tribulation Venerable is therefore normal.

Boom—

Space instantly collapsed and sank; the two Third Tribulation Venerables came attacking together, divine secret techniques pierced the void, surging and mighty air currents and turbulence chased wildly behind their forms!

The Black Sumeru Third Tribulation Venerable projected a huge golden Buddha silhouette, like a ten‑thousand‑zhang angry Buddha, clenching his fist and fiercely striking down!

Boom—

Golden light and Buddha light interwove, terrifying divine power like a tide, layer upon layer stacked, driving the mighty power of the angry Buddha Vajra, pouring down and smashing toward the Netherworld Ghost Emperor!

Li Che clenched his fist, pushed out a horizontal punch, the Kirin Suppress Void Seal blasted out, colliding with a punch of the angry Buddha Vajra!

As if a golden kirin stepped out horizontally into the void, roaring as it rammed forward with its head!

A Great Completion level immortal seed martial art was displayed by him, its power extremely terrifying, all kinds of forces fully merged and harmonized within it.

The kirin's trampling was like the sun and moon in the sky, mighty and unstoppable!

Boom—!!!

The vast and mighty aura was like a beacon rushing to the heavens, the whole Qitian Cheng seemed to tremble!

The ten‑thousand‑zhang angry Buddha was blown away, its surface instantly covered with fine cracks; just from that one impact, that matchless terrifying power erupted with its lethal and destructive force!

Roar—!!!

That Third Tribulation Venerable of the Guiyao Cave also went all out, surging demonic qi raged, killing intent ran rampant; after all, the Crocodile‑Head Demon God Venerable, as his subordinate, was brutally killed by the ghost emperor, so he naturally harbored anger and killing intent.

A colossal male eagle suddenly spread its wings, as if rushing into the clouds in an instant, the firmament exploded, mighty sound waves poured down, pressing upon the skies of Qitian Cheng!

Its talons fiercely struck, those sharp eagle claws were like six divine spears, accompanied by endless sharpness, cutting through the void and slashing down!

Li Che glanced, the three‑pointed two‑edged blade in his hand trembled, emitting a clang; the primal void‑cleaving, primal catastrophe tribulation raged, merged into the blade light, and he boldly slashed out!

The six divine spears burst apart, countless blade lights like a tide, slicing the air into a thousand holes!

"Amitabha!"

The Black Sumeru Wrathful‑Eyes Vajra Great Buddha pressed its palms together; the huge golden Buddha's palms suddenly closed, and the qi of heaven and earth seemed to solidify at this moment.

On the other side, the Xuan Ying Demon God Venerable of the Guiyao Cave let out a piercing scream that pierced clouds and split the sky, leapt up, its wings instantly sliced open, like a demon blade sweeping across, like a meteor pulling out thousands of zhang of devastation, killing toward Li Che!

The skies above Qitian Cheng instantly became a splendid battlefield!

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor, with martial immortal cultivation, faced two opponents alone, killing two Second Calamity Third Tribulation Venerables, simply ferocious beyond measure!

Cultivators from the Dàjǐng Divine Sect, myriad ancient clans, plus martial artists and wanderers of the jianghu, each were numb and shocked.

Such battle far exceeded their imagination, fundamentally beyond their cognition.

No one could remain calm; a Second Calamity Third Tribulation Venerable could already be said to be the peak combat power that the mortal world can manifest.

In the mortal world, the will of heaven and earth suppresses; only a First Calamity cultivator has the chance to act.

And Second Calamity Venerables basically do not appear in the mortal world; if not for Qitian Cheng's special geography allowing Second Calamity Venerables to come out and clash, these cultivators might never in their lifetimes get to see a Venerable fight.

What's more, two Third Tribulation Venerables standing at the peak of the Venerable realm joined forces to battle and kill a martial immortal!

Such battle excited them, yet at the same time also frightened them a little.

"Boom—!!!"

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor's body stretched out, as if being suppressed by the two Second Calamity Third Tribulation Venerables joining forces.

An immeasurably huge Buddha‑light staff pressed down and hammered; although it was enveloped in Buddha light, it looked like a huge white‑bone mountain!

Extreme heaviness and enormity!

This is the divine weapon that the Black Sumeru Third Tribulation Venerable painstakingly forged his whole life; divine power intertwined into terrifying Dao principles, only a hair's breadth away from entering the ranks of supreme divine weapons.

At this moment, the divine weapon was unsealed, as if divine spirit aura rampaged and poured out.

Boom—!!!

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor recoiled like a cannonball, shattering space behind him; the air actually bore traces like a spiderweb, shocking to behold!

On the other side, the Xuan Ying Demon God Venerable also let out a bright cry, a golden eagle feather swept out with a boom, actually also being a divine weapon painstakingly forged.

The two divine weapons pressed against the void, their Dao principles intertwined with tribulation power, weaving into a great net, boundless and endless pressure erupted, emitting an unparalleled killing intent, aiming to completely envelop and suppress this mortal martial immortal Netherworld Ghost Emperor!

Boom—!!!

Li Che felt an incredibly powerful impact force; the two Second Calamity Third Tribulation Venerables indeed had formidable methods.

If he had just broken through to martial immortal, facing their encirclement, he might truly not be able to withstand it.

Being repeatedly blasted back, the space behind him kept exploding!

"Mortal martial immortal, invincible in the mortal world? Heh… just this."

The Xuan Ying Demon God Venerable was utterly cold‑hearted, the golden eagle feather hovered above his head, mocking words spewed from his mouth.

Although, they had to admit, this Netherworld Ghost Emperor who had just broken through to the martial immortal realm was indeed terrifyingly strong.

He could actually fight one against two.

But in terms of words, they naturally held the upper hand, provoking the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.

Although being suppressed and repeatedly blown back, Li Che paid no heed at all.

His body trembled, golden qi and blood like intertwining dragons, thick tendons sprang out one after another, bursting forth with brilliant humming!

A normal martial dao human immortal could roughly match a Second Calamity First Tribulation, but Li Che is no ordinary martial immortal!

Li Che was using this battle to verify his own martial dao!

The Golden Heaven Gate burst open, as if a surging release of martial immortal will swept forth.

The martial immortal will, like a mountain, rumbled forth and pressed upon the Xuan Ying Demon God Venerable and the angry‑eyes Vajra!

On Li Che's back, the Great Dragon twisted, and the four blazing suns that had been shining suddenly dimmed, as if they had lost their brilliance.

But in fact, it wasn't those four blazing suns that lost their light; rather, four even more dazzling blazing suns rose up!

The Great Dragon roared, the eight strange gates on the back quivered!

After the four divine seeds detonated, Li Che chose to detonate the four mysterious‑gate celestial seeds!

Boom—

In an instant, Li Che's qi and blood swelled again, and four enormous blazing golden vortices spiraled within his back.

It was as if four turbines compressed simultaneously!

It seemed as if a celestial aura, like a silk ribbon, wound around the Underworld Ghost Emperor.

The Underworld Ghost Emperor let out a sky‑piercing howl; within his golden skull, his eyes shone with golden light.

His five fingers grasped a three‑pointed double‑edged blade; with a tremor, the Thousand‑Mountain Lone‑Walker Sky‑Slash Blade exploded again, slashing fiercely into the mountain‑like Buddha Light Staff; the heavens and earth seemed to shake, countless clangs rang out, the Buddha Light flashed, exploding into myriad fine luminous fragments, and the sound roared like thunder!

"What?!"

The two Three‑Tribulation Venerables were horrified!

Crazy!

Is this Underworld Ghost Emperor going to perish with them?!

How did it come to this! The first Martial Immortal of the past five thousand years in the mortal world, to meet such a fiery end with them?

Isn't that too costly?!

But that thought flashed only briefly in the two's minds, and the clash continued to erupt!

Boom—!!

In the distance, a Dual‑Disaster Single‑Tribulation Venerable was being repeatedly bloodied by the near‑mad self‑detonation of the Nine Infant's exploding skull.

Their monstrous strength turned even more ferocious; in the melee they fought with utter disregard for life!

Fang Han Shu and that Dark Heavenly Court Three‑Tribulation Venerable fought each other, also throwing themselves into the battle as if life meant nothing, growing more frantic the longer they fought, as if they cared not for their lives at all.

In Thus line: Qitian Cheng, everyone trembled.

All knew the fate of Thus line: Qitian Cheng tonight rested on the outcome of this battle.

Within the Inner City of Thus line: Qitian Cheng, the Three Great Supremes could not intervene in the Outer City battle, so they could only cast their gazes from within the Inner City to watch.

Suddenly, one of the Supremes spoke, his tone tinged with surprise and doubt.

"That Underworld Ghost Emperor has gone mad? He just greedily seized the five‑thousand‑year martial destiny of the mortal world, and now wants to burn together, risking his life?"

There was no mistake, one verse, one release, one interior, one container, one at a glance!

They also saw the Ghost Emperor's insane posture, and were somewhat puzzled.

Because, based on the combat power the Ghost Emperor now displayed, if he were to leave Thus line: Qitian Cheng, no one could stop him unless a Supreme intervened.

Yet he insists on staying to fight, even if it means a scene of mutual annihilation!

Stupid, right?!

Even if he fights the two Three‑Tribulation Venerables, so what?!

The growth ceiling of a Martial Immortal is so high; battling two Triple‑Tribulation Venerables who have reached the end of their path is a massive loss.

"But he is courting death, and no one can stop him; the hope of the mortal world… falling on such brutes, truly… tragic."

"Tragic, tragic…"

The sound boomed like a massive bell, rippling from within the Inner City.

In the Outer City of Thus line: Qitian Cheng, many warriors' faces turned pallid, devoid of blood.

The terrifying clash of the Venerables' aura and pressure raged wildly, yet many warriors felt deep sorrow; the Underworld Ghost Emperor… could he truly intend to perish together with the two Venerables?

"There's no need; the Underworld Ghost Emperor is a mortal‑world Martial Immortal with limitless future; swapping lives with the two Three‑Tribulation Venerables would be far too costly!"

…

…

In the restaurant, orange‑yellow light bathed the room.

Xixi clenched her fists, and even her big eyes showed a hint of nervousness.

The strongmen of the divine camps are too many.

Even just to guard Thus line: Qitian Cheng, they dispatched numerous strongmen; the rare Dual‑Disaster Venerable, once appearing, counted as nine Venerables, and there were even three Venerables of the Triple‑Tribulation tier.

Such a lineup was simply despair‑inducing.

Naturally, after Thus line: Qitian Cheng became desolate, the shift in geography caused the Outer City to be enveloped by the mysterious gates of the Guiyi Miao, as if a bridge had been erected linking them, enabling the Dual‑Disaster Venerable to break out as well.

"Is Master Ghost Emperor truly going to perish together with them?"

Xixi was unwilling, clenching her small fists, her body trembling with cold.

Now Xixi vaguely knows many secrets.

Because she had come into contact with the Guiyi Miao, Dark Heavenly Court, Black Xumi and other divine forces, she naturally learned of the Underworld Lotus faction and the discord and mutual suppression between the Underworld Lotus faction and the other three major camps.

And Xixi understands that a curse of the Underworld Lotus seems to have infected her body, binding her inseparably to the Underworld Lotus faction.

Therefore, Xixi realizes that those three major camps will certainly be at odds with her.

Thus, Xixi only hopes that Master Ghost Emperor can win!

Dog Master lay on the roof, his dark glossy hair shining as if coated with oil, glittering endlessly.

Hearing Xixi's question, Dog Master sneered.

Do you not know your father's nature?

How could such a steady person possibly choose the path of mutual annihilation?

The so‑called mutual annihilation means the enemy must die; he might only lose a few hairs!

Dog Master still knows Li Che all too well.

……

……

This is Li Che's first time detonating four Qimen immortal seeds.

His spine trembled, the martial immortal's golden body ringing nonstop, as if countless streams of light burst and intertwined, his blood boiling, as if some could not withstand this power, on the verge of exploding collapse.

Qilin Suppress Void Seal, Thousand Mountains Lone Walk Void-Slashing Blade, Blood-Weeping Immortal Phoenix Wither-Flourish Arrow, Equal Heaven Tread the Ascendant Heavens!

The four Qimen immortal seeds, fused with primordial tribulation power, seemed to contain energy of extreme terror.

At the instant Li Che triggered the detonation, like four immortal pillars, they shot up into the sky, resonating with the golden heavenly gate, as if to pierce the firmament!

Vaguely, within the four golden vortices, mysterious energy particles gathered and intertwined.

It was a transcendent energy, different from essence, divinity, and Dao profundity, like an ancient and mysterious power.

Li Che's heart trembled slightly!

"Immortal energy?!"

It was a term that involuntarily surfaced in his mind, as if the Qimen immortal seeds within the spinal dragon had reached their utmost, allowing immortal energy to rise and fall!

However, this feeling merely flashed and then vanished without a trace.

In this age without immortals, how could one possibly condense true immortal energy?!

Li Che's heart trembled; perhaps if the Qimen immortal seeds were pushed to their limit, they could refine immortal energy?

However, that is still too far; even now, he cannot condense even a trace of immortal energy.

Even detonating the Qimen immortal seeds merely produced an illusion.

Four blazing suns rose behind him, like a grinding disc reflecting golden radiance, showering the world, tearing the night apart, no longer dark!

The Profound Hawk Evil God Sovereign's head was draped with golden feathers shedding silken strands of divine aura, his hawk-like eyes sharp.

On the other side, the Wrathful Buddha Vajra also narrowed his eyes, his ten-zhang golden body rumbling and vibrating.

Yet in their hearts, hesitation arose: whether to perish together with the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, mutually destroying jade and stone.

They were somewhat unwilling, after all, having cultivated to this height, having drifted through the mysterious realms for countless ages, how could they today perish together with the Netherworld Ghost Emperor?

Li Che seemed to see their state of mind, and let out a sneer.

His five fingers clenched, the bones in his left hand trembling, the martial immortal's will erupting and sweeping forth.

Not even the courage to perish together.

Then you are doomed to die.

Li Che's flesh extended, his tendons and bones ringing in unison, the sound of exploding qi resonating without cease, a three-pronged two-edged blade extending outward, divine aura leaking from within.

In an instant, he suppressed the Buddhist staff and that supreme golden feather.

And his whole body, striding through the void, walked above the Equal Heaven Wai Cheng, each step causing the four great suns to seem to encircle and spiral around him, his entire being as if utterly sublimated, burning at the limit!

All strength, essence, and Dao profundity burned madly at this moment!

Boom——

The heavenly-earthly chessboard unfolded, flying stars shifted.

In an instant, they appeared before the two Three Tribulation Sovereigns, and a great slaughter erupted!

There was a desperate, frenzied battle to the death!

As if the four great suns pressed down from the heavens, wind and clouds exploding, Li Che's terrifying flesh erupted with unmatched strength, pulling forth dragon-like serpents of exploding qi!

Bang——!!!

"Madman!"

The Profound Hawk Evil God Sovereign clashed in one strike, spitting blood from his mouth, flapping his wings behind him, his fighting spirit completely gone.

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor's death-defying posture truly frightened him!

"Present-day martial immortal, you would just throw away your life like this?!"

The Profound Hawk Evil God Sovereign flapped his wings, turning into a black shadow, as if shattering space, madly rushing toward the Nei Cheng direction!

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor's purple flames burned, enveloping his head.

He thrust forward a punch, within which was fused the Fighting Word Secret, the opening move of the Battle Victory Secret Art, its power unmatched!

The Wrathful Buddha Vajra instantly shattered, countless golden lights exploding, revealing the black Sumeru Three Tribulation Sovereign with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He gave the Netherworld Ghost Emperor a complex look.

As if trying to see through the true identity concealed beneath the purple flames.

"The martial fortune of the mortal realm, wasted thus by you…… alas, alas……"

The Wrathful Buddha Vajra also entered the mysterious realms from the mortal world, having lived for ages, long having no attachments in the mortal world, completely transformed into a cultivator of the black Sumeru faction.

However, his roots still belong to the mortal world.

"Martial fortune? What is martial? Strife is martial; if one fears death, how can one bear martial fortune?"

Li Che gave a faint smile.

Yet amidst the boiling, turbulent violent gale, Li Che's black robe had long been torn apart, revealing his body covered in coiling dragons intertwined, his arms flung up, and his whole person instantly vanished!

Boom——

The vast sky exploded!

The night was torn apart by golden light!

The Profound Hawk Evil God Sovereign cursed, fleeing as if flying toward the Nei Cheng direction!

The Wrathful Buddha Vajra, however, raised his head and let out a long sigh: "What a fine saying, strife is martial……"

Boom!

This monk actually did not flee, his eyes shining with ultimate brilliance, the disaster kalpa wheel behind him bursting forth with ultimate radiance!

He seemed to be moved by Li Che's words.

Did not flee toward Nei Cheng like the Profound Hawk Demon God Venerable did; instead, taking a step forward, strands of golden light burst from his body, the golden light shooting up to the heavens, ten thousand zhang, and he reformed into a ten thousand zhang tall Buddha!

The great Buddha seemed to sit cross-legged in the nine heavens, not transcendent; countless divine auras swirled around it, like the bustle of the mortal world, the seven emotions and six desires—it was a Buddha of the Red Dust Vajra.

The Profound Hawk Demon God Sovereign glanced at it, instantly cursed the stupid monk silently, paid no heed, and turned into a golden light that fled into Qitian Nei Cheng.

The supreme demon god of the Strange Demon Lair was instantly speechless, yet also said nothing.

The peerless martial immortal who commands the four-wheel great sun spanning the heavens came soaring across the sky, clenched his fist, the Fighting Word Secret erupted, and countless golden qi-blood gold dragons streaked across the firmament!

Myriad Transformations Dragon-Elephant!

This divine-seed martial art created by Li Che was undergoing transformation into an immortal-seed martial art; combined with the Fighting Word Secret, it erupted with terrifying slaughter.

He smashed it fiercely onto the golden-body great Buddha!

In an instant, his fist transformed, his breath rose steadily, the myriad-transformations dragon-elephant fist-light intertwined into one hundred and eight strands!

Boom——!!!

That golden Buddha instantly exploded, and the Three Tribulations Sovereign's Wrathful Buddha Vajra spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the scattering golden light, fresh blood poured down like a scarlet rain.

Behind the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, a four-wheel great sun arose; he stood firm in the firmament. The golden Buddha exploded, and the golden light-blood rain from the falling monk was swept and blown away across the sky, fluttering wildly around him.

Li Che lightly exhaled a breath.

"Not bad, monk; you may enter the Netherworld."

The gates of Fengdu Mo City flung open, instantly erupting with suction, devouring the flesh and blood of this first fallen Three Tribulations Sovereign.

Behind him, the four-wheel vast sun trembled; his gaze swept a glance at the Profound Hawk Demon God Sovereign who had fled into Nei Cheng. Li Che stepped forward, step by step, pressing down the void, as if beating war drums upon the firmament, walking toward the Two Tribulations Sovereign who was locked in battle with the Nine Infants of the Overturning Sea.

He clenched his five fingers, dragon-elephant soaring across the sky!

Raising a fountain of blood mist that shot up and exploded!

In Qitian Cheng, everyone stood dumbfounded like wooden chickens……

Many martial artists were both startled and delighted, yet their hearts filled with sorrow.

In their eyes,

At this moment, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.

The human martial immortal who had just broken through again reached a dead end.

Burning to the extreme, like a fleeting blossom of the night.

To fight a battle of mutual destruction.

Too lamentable.

(End of chapter)