Chapter 511: The Third Prince's Strange Temple Ascends from Four Sovereigns to the Three Purities, Directly Confronting the Gods' Arr

Bang bang bang bang—!!!

The waters of the Jiulong River roared wildly, exploding and bellowing; in the instant they surged skyward, they slammed against the banks, shattering many river stones into spider‑web cracks.

Within the erupting misty spray, a boiling divinity surged, as if turning into a torrent, or into a sky‑covering veil, swirling the heavens and earth into chaos!

Everyone only felt a rumble in their ears, as if a celestial god were beating war drums, pounding fiercely against their eardrums; the vibrating sound waves rolled like waves, striking the whole body, shaking every limb, making bone, cells, flesh and blood quiver.

Divine spirit…

Revived!

All hearts and minds were shocked!

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned toward the center of the Jiulong River, where a temple radiated dazzling brilliance, as if an invisible force spread outward, continuously expanding the field around the temple.

The river water was pushed aside, clearing a vacuum‑like field, and within the temple it seemed as if another world had emerged.

The eerie mist was torn apart by the overwhelming divinity, as countless starlight glimmers shone, dazzlingly brilliant.

Heh heh heh—

It seemed a scorching force spread, evaporating the river water, turning it into rising wisps of steam, soaring upward as everyone stared in horrified awe.

As if a lofty divine voice echoed.

"Little lord, I am the Three Altar Sea Assembly, the strongest martial deity of war!"

"This heaven, this earth, these four seas!"

"Little lord Nezha! Return!"

Three Altar Sea Assembly!

Nezha!

Rumble rumble rumble—

Countless waters burst around the strange arch of the Three Prince's Guiyi Miao, then the water was drawn by an unseen force, spiraling like a bud about to bloom.

As it spun, it gradually unfolded; the petals seemed etched with delicate divine patterns woven from water streams, intricate as a naturally water‑born lotus.

The Guiyi Miao, originally only at the Four Sovereigns rank, seemed at this moment to keep ascending; divine essence in heaven and earth gathered ever denser, and the temple's rank broke through its barrier, surging into the Three Purities rank.

Divine energy surged like tides in all directions; many cultivators first showed astonishment, then sat cross‑legged in ecstatic joy, entering cultivation, greedily siphoning the divine essence of heaven and earth. The Guiyi Miao's rank ascent is an exceedingly rare event.

It is also a superb cultivation ground; the divine energy is active now, and anyone who seizes the chance to ingest the lively divine essence will see their divine cultivation skyrocket at an extraordinary rate.

Many have prophesied that the Three Prince's Guiyi Miao would eventually undergo a metamorphosis, striking the Three Purities rank.

Now that prophecy has come true: the Three Prince's Guiyi Miao has surged from the Four Sovereigns rank to the Three Purities rank, its ascent fulfilling the conditions for the temple deity's revival.

Some revere, some revel, some frown.

Above the stone mountain.

Li Che stood with his hands behind his back, floating high in the air, a strange hue flashing in his eyes.

That fast?!

Somewhat unexpected.

I didn't expect that Xixi had just obtained the Xuanlei Jingang Kuankun Ring, which was as if she had gathered the temple deity's three souls and seven spirits, reviving the temple god from slumber.

Li Che's heart pounded, his jet‑black, sinewy hair wildly fluttered between heaven and earth, slicing the airflow in endless turmoil.

He naturally also heard the sound reverberating from the Guiyi Miao.

Three Altar Sea Assembly, Nezha!

Li Che's heart trembled; like the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, also a myth spanning two lifetimes, this name was displayed plainly and directly.

At that moment, Li Che even felt his spirit waver under the impact of the deity's name.

But he did not waver long; his mind steadied quickly.

Xixi floated down from mid‑air, blinking her big eyes; every wound on her body had fully healed, restored under the fierce infusion of divine energy.

The infernal lotus at her brow blossomed, radiating dazzling brilliance, supremely beautiful.

As if revitalized, the divine energy emanating from the Xuanlei Jingang Kuankun Ring continuously converged on her brow, constantly elevating Xixi's divine cultivation.

Yet in such a brief span, Xixi's divine cultivation surged dramatically.

From the initial entry into the Golden Core's nascent soul stage, her spirit began to thrust toward the golden body stage, and the speed was astonishingly fast…

Even Li Che couldn't help but draw a soft breath.

Is this the effect of the Divine Spirit Set?

It truly feels like an instant ascension to immortality.

Moreover, for Xixi, the greatest effect of the Divine Weapon Set is not the boost in divine cultivation but the rise in martial cultivation.

When the final piece of the Divine Spirit Set is gathered, the complete set seems to create a unique field.

It continuously refines Xixi's physique, tempering her muscles, bones, flesh, and body, causing her mortal form to transform at a startling speed; Li Che even sensed the rapid surge of qi and blood within her.

Moreover, this qi and blood harmonizes perfectly with Xixi, and even Li Che couldn't help but marvel—this is the Divine Weapon Set?

No wonder that in this era, when martial cultivation merges with divinity, it erupts with a unique vitality, even rivaling the pure path of divine cultivation.

▲￠O

Just this convenience alone is an irresistible temptation.

The path of the Martial Immortal is exceedingly arduous; ordinary people walking it must endure countless trials. Even Li Che, aided by a Dao Fruit, still invests far more effort than most can imagine.

After all, the feedback from a Dao Fruit comes strand by strand from slaying strong opponents, and killing strong opponents is itself a life‑or‑death gamble; if the gamble fails, both body and Dao perish.

Thus, Li Che's journey to Martial Immortality is already very difficult, and future breakthroughs will be even tougher.

"What a sky‑splitting temptation."

Li Che let out a soft sigh.

Xixi blinked her big eyes, her little face flushed red, the Kuankun Ring slung diagonally over her body, hands on hips, brimming with excitement.

"Father! Xixi has become!"

Xixi was extremely excited; she did not disappoint her father, and she successfully reclaimed the rings, finally gathering the Third Prince's divine weapon set!

"Father…… that sound just now, was it the Third Prince Temple deity?"

Xixi's whole body glowed red like a hot iron, as if flames were burning her; that was the divinity of the divine weapon tempering her physique and her qi and blood, strengthening her strength and cultivation.

The prison lotus divine pattern on her brow shone even brighter, radiant beyond compare, the ultimate brilliance.

Li Che nodded, taking Xixi's hand; father and daughter floated atop the stone peak of Ancestral Dragon Island, the cold wind howling, lingering arcs of electricity still intertwining between heaven and earth.

His gaze turned toward the center of the Nine Dragons River, where surging waves rose, countless waves crashing forth.

Along the banks of the Nine Dragons River, many cultivators had already gathered; those cultivators expelled from Golden Light Prefecture by Xixi's domineering presence had all come to the riverbank, their eyes burning with fervor.

The revival of the divine spirit is a celebration; just as this divinity now is, it is a gift bestowed upon the mundane world.

Moreover, the eight-armed prison lotus wrathful Third Prince Guiyi Miao is currently advancing, destined to become a Three Pure Ones rank.

Suddenly.

Li Che's brow flesh split open to both sides, emitting an ultimate brilliant golden light, as if tearing apart the void.

He looked into the depths of the Mysterious Gate where mysterious mist roiled, seeing terrifying silhouettes stretching across, releasing a mighty and fierce aura, with grand dao divine patterns intertwining, thick beyond compare, like dragons and serpents.

Li Che narrowed his eyes.

The powerful ones of the Gods' Camp hidden in the darkness finally revealed their traces at this moment.

In the mortal world, strong ones await and anticipate the transformation of the Third Prince Guiyi Miao.

And within the Mysterious Gate, there are likewise powerful ones watching for the revival of the Third Prince Temple deity.

Those powerful ones are not even the three supremes of Three Disasters and One Calamity realm who sit in command of Qitian Cheng.

After all, Qitian had already slaughtered into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the curtain had long fallen; those three One Calamity supremes in Qitian Cheng merely garrison the city after the war, judging whether Qitian would return at once.

Like when Qitian revived, he battled and killed the supremes of Three Disasters and Three Calamities realm… even slaying those supremes, then leaping into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths…

This time, with the Gods' Camp already prepared for the revival of the Third Prince Temple deity, the deployed powerful ones will surely be even stronger!

This is the result of Xixi's choice whether to guide and refine the Profound Thunder Vajra Cosmic Ring; the outcome after the decision is thus.

Having refined the Profound Thunder Vajra Cosmic Ring and gathered the divine spirit set, Xixi's weapon-body fusion cultivation reaches perfection, allowing her to forge a divine spirit body and resist the power of the prison lotus curse.

However, the price is that the divine spirit Third Prince suppressed by the prison lotus revives prematurely, facing directly the encirclement and suppression by the powerful ones of the Gods' Camp within the Mysterious Gate.

Often, the outcome of a choice inevitably has two sides.

Do you regret it?

Li Che does not regret.

The Third Prince Guiyi Miao is undergoing transformation, evolving from the Four Sovereigns rank to the Three Pure Ones rank; this is the metamorphosis after the expansion of divinity.

If the Qitian Cheng Qitian revival surpassed the expectations of the Gods' Camp supremes, then this time the Third Prince's rebirth has seen the major Gods' Camps and ancient clans already prepared.

Black Sumeru, the Dark Heavenly Court, the Mysterious Demon Lair, and all the great ancient clans, even the God-Hunting Pavilion, likely have powerful ones lurking in the shadows, hunting and slaying divine spirits, exterminating a revived divine spirit.

If a divine spirit falls, it is like a whale fall giving rise to myriad life; each great power might thus feast to their fill.

Li Che seemed to see a group of ruthless diners with knives and forks, coldly awaiting the upcoming dish.

"Truly disgusting……"

Li Che's brow's Star-Plucking Pupil flashed with light, projecting into the transforming Mysterious Gate; vaguely, it seemed he saw within the Mysterious Gate a black lotus constantly arising and fading.

As if a figure lay horizontally floating within that lotus, accompanying its continual arising and fading, like inhaling and exhaling, drawing in and expelling divinity.

Some divinity is swallowed, some is exhaled, intertwining in the mist within the Mysterious Gate.

Li Che could see the former small, ancient and profound Guiyi Miao that once stood in the heart of the Nine Dragons River now undergoing expansion, as if countless palaces were breaking through the ground, sprouting like spring shoots after rain.

The former Guiyi Miao now… seems poised to grow into a city!

"Qitian Cheng…… Shendu……"

"A Three Pure Ones rank Guiyi Miao, always accompanied by a mortal city? Can it communicate the Mysterious Gate with the mortal realm?"

Li Che fell into thought.

The Two Guiyi Miaos of Three Pure Ones rank he has experienced are Qitian Cheng and the Queen Mother of the West Guiyi Miao in Shendu……

"So, if the Third Prince Temple deity revives, which city will accompany it?"

Li Che's gaze shifted, landing upon Golden Light Prefecture City.

It could only be Golden Light Prefecture City.

Boom——!!!

The waters of the Nine Dragons River fiercely struck Ancestral Dragon Island, mysterious mist swirling, the stone mountain trembling.

It seemed a terrifying and scorching aura was slowly brewing within the stone mountain.

The Profound Thunder Vajra Cosmic Ring itself is a divine weapon that seals and suppresses Ancestral Dragon Island; now that it has been taken away, the seal suppressing Ancestral Dragon Island is broken.

The four seas dragon clans of Ancestral Dragon Island sacrificed myriad dragons, likely for this very purpose.

With a thought, Li Che sent Xixi to Ink City Capital of the Dead.

In Li Che's mind, the two safest places are the restaurant where the boss resides, and Ink City Capital of the Dead.

Splish splash——

The rain of Ink City kept striking.

Xixi, her whole body crimson, arrived within Ink City Capital of the Dead, and was led by the Sovereign's avatar to the top of the Sovereign's Tower.

Here the scenery is superb, the entirety of Ink City laid bare before her eyes.

Xixi also said nothing more; although young, she was no stranger to worldly affairs, and she knew that with the Third Prince Temple deity's revival, she would soon face a great battle like the Qitian revival within Qitian Nei Cheng.

At this moment, all Xixi could do was strive to grow stronger, using the power of the Profound Thunder Vajra Cosmic Ring she had just obtained to strengthen herself.

She was still ultimately too weak.

Unless she is willing to let go of everything and accept the power of those deep-consciousness eggs.

But her father told her not to accept that power.

Xixi, be good; then strive to become stronger.

……

……

Splash—

A torrential downpour.

That was the Nine Dragons River's water rushing into the firmament above; the accumulated flow suddenly poured back down to the human world, forming a tremendous downpour.

Heaven and earth were solemn; on the Nine Dragons River, divine aura surged like a tide.

The Strange Gate expanded, constantly emitting muffled thuds like muffled thunder exploding, as if heaven and earth were being torn apart and cracked.

In his chest, the Thunder Magnetic Orbital Dao Fruit, just completed its five transformations, rumbled and vibrated incessantly.

Li Che's mind returned, and he clenched his five fingers.

Instantly, a three-pronged two-edged blade appeared in his hand.

With a clang, he swung it down fiercely.

Boom—!!!

Stone Mountain suddenly emitted a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering boom, and a huge crack appeared.

This crack extended straight into the mountain's interior.

The slumbering Young Dragon Emperor?

Li Che, however, wanted to go take a look……

The Four Seas Dragon Clan spared no expense, sacrificing myriad dragons, using dragon blood to break a seal—what kind of monster were they trying to release?

Li Che knew he had to deal with opponents one by one; he certainly couldn't just abandon the Stone Mountain of Ancestral Dragon Island—at the very least he needed to clarify the situation, for if he waited until the Third Prince's Temple deity was reborn and the mountain suddenly underwent an anomaly, the resulting impact and danger would be too great.

The divine weapon three-pronged two-edged blade rang with a clang, its mighty sharpness continually pouring into the mountain's interior.

Li Che's Martial Immortal will flowed, also following as it descended downward.

The deeper he went, the more Li Che felt an extremely rich divine aura, plus an intensely suppressive dragon might, and a thickening strange mist!

Boom—

Suddenly, when the crack reached the mountainside, it opened up into emptiness.

Splash—

Countless currents filled the space; inside the mountain, it had become a vast, boundless seabed, where a Dragon Palace stood towering, supremely radiant, like a crystal of pure clarity—glazed tiles, vermilion walls, embroidered divine patterns, coral forests, piles of fairy shells, light pouring down from the crack bathed the entire palace in brilliant radiance.

"Dragon Palace?"

At the peak of Stone Mountain, via the feedback of the Martial Immortal will, his heart gave a slight jolt.

Within Ancestral Dragon Island lay a Dragon Palace!

Holding the three-pronged two-edged blade at a slant, his black robe embroidered with golden lotus fluttered; the water surging up from the Nine Dragons River hung inverted in the human world, yet could not taint his person in the slightest.

Li Che raised his hand, and a white, glowing Flying Thunder Chess Piece coalesced in his palm.

He lightly tossed it, and it continually flew down from the crack.

Thud—

Like a small stone dropped into a lake.

A muffled sound, ripples spread.

Li Che's entire form vanished from between heaven and earth.

At this very moment.

Although most people's attention was drawn to the Third Prince Guiyi Miao, which was recovering and transforming into the Three Pure Levels...

But Li Che, this Mortal Realm Martial Immortal, still had many secretly paying attention.

When Li Che gripped the three-pronged two-edged blade and split a crack in the Stone Mountain of Ancestral Dragon Island, many hearts involuntarily twitched.

Thus, after Li Che disappeared, everyone couldn't help wondering whether he had entered that Ancestral Dragon Island.

Su Da's attention remained fixed on Li Che.

At the Third Prince Guiyi Miao, with a roar, rebirth began, but the Miao's transformation still required some time.

Therefore, Su Da's focus remained on Li Che.

What a fresh Martial Dao Immortal—his breakthrough power is simply the most tempting delicacy in heaven and earth.

When Li Che vanished, Su Da immediately determined he must have entered the Stone Mountain.

"Really crazy… the Young Dragon Emperor who succeeded in the Four Seas Dragon Clan's sacrifice of myriad dragons to break the seal is likely inside the Stone Mountain."

"The Third Prince is recovering, and the Young Dragon Emperor is also recovering…"

"Li Che, Li Che… you're courting death."

Behind Su Da, countless white currents intertwined, resembling a white fox licking the palm.

……

……

Thud—

A chess piece fell into the Great Lake, instantly sending out ripples.

Instantly, the seawater and airflow around the white chess piece were pushed aside, revealing a vacuum; Li Che, holding the three-pronged two-edged blade at a slant, appeared in the water.

His eyes opened in the boiling, kettle-like seawater, bright light shining forth.

His jet-black, vigorous hair floated like seaweed in the water, and his black robe gently swayed.

Li Che's gaze fell upon the radiant, crystal-clear Dragon Palace, its light shining vast, towering and grand—within the mountain's interior lay a sea, and within that sea lay another Dragon Palace.

This was something Li Che had never imagined.

Sealed away, and yet so comfortable?

However, Li Che quickly sensed something, raised his hand, tapped his brow, the mud pellet trembled, flesh and blood split open on both sides, instantly golden light shone and projected.

Myriad analyses without end, inspecting the false and returning to the true!

All falsehoods, utterly shattered before one's eyes!

When falsehood recedes, what is revealed is reality.

The crystal-clear crystal dragon palace turned into a blood-colored dragon palace, that is the blood of myriad dragons, seeping into the stone mountain, absorbed by the dragon palace.

Li Che's gaze pierced all falsehood, seeing at the center of the magnificently splendid blood-colored dragon palace a dragon coffin quietly placed there.

And there was a figure with two extremely sharp sky-reaching horns growing from its head, bare-chested, seated within it.

Both hands rested on the sides of the coffin, the bare upper body covered in fine dragon scales, shining with light.

'Young Dragon Emperor?'

Li Che's eyes involuntarily flashed a strange color.

Suddenly.

The figure seated in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes.

Its pupils, narrow like a snake's, burst forth with sharp golden light.

Then countless streams of water exploded outward on both sides, bursting into countless white misty waves, green light shimmering, mist swirling, ripples spreading, from the crystal palace to before Li Che, clearing a clean passage.

'The Third Prince's temple deity has revived, yet you still have leisure to come probe the secrets of this stone mountain of this Young Emperor...'

The Young Dragon Emperor's incomparably handsome face gazed indifferently at Li Che.

In the air, a pressure rose, that of mighty dragon might, as if...

The pressure of a divine spirit!

However, this divine spirit perhaps because it just revived, appears quite weak.

Li Che gripped the three-pointed double-edged blade, narrowing his eyes at the Young Dragon Emperor.

But his heart stirred with waves.

He almost got deceived.

'The Third Prince has revived, you too are reviving, you intend to take advantage of the gap in the Third Prince's temple deity's revival to hide the sky and cross the sea, also completing your revival...'

'Because a newly revived divine spirit is at its most fragile, just as the Third Prince is targeted by the strong of the Gods' camp, you likewise fear being targeted by the strong of the Prison Lotus camp...'

In Li Che's chest, the immaculate heart dao fruit throbbed, and all that pressure upon him vanished like a feather.

He indifferently gazed at the Young Dragon Emperor who had risen from the blood-colored dragon coffin.

The Young Dragon Emperor suddenly let out a light laugh.

He leaned on the stone coffin, his laughter gradually swelling, his blue hair flowing, he laughed uncontrollably.

'Yes…… just revived, it is indeed His weakest moment, but…… that is only relative.'

'Now that you've discovered me, then what? What do you want to do? Hinder my revival?'

'I am indeed worried about the strong of the Prison Lotus camp…… so I want to use the commotion of the Third Prince's temple deity's revival to secretly transform……'

The Young Dragon Emperor sat in the coffin, clearly shorter, yet possessed an air of lofty disdain.

'But you…… are you worthy to be called a Prison Lotus strong one?'

'I have just revived, no matter how weak, I am still a genuine divine spirit; even limited by the will of heaven and earth, unable to fully display power, but you…… cannot stop me.'

The Young Dragon Emperor, although surprised that Li Che detected his secret revival, was not very tense.

A mortal martial immortal, barely possessing supreme combat power.

What does he have to worry about?

A divine spirit, once fully revived, if it intervenes in the Third Prince's temple deity's revival, will undoubtedly be extremely troublesome.

And he, Li Che, has detected it in advance.

If it were others, even if they discovered it, they could not come here, for the stone mountain's slash of a fissure is already the limit; Li Che can enter via the translocation of the Flying Thunder chess pieces, but others cannot.

Those dragon caves are densely packed, making the stone mountain look fragile, but in fact it is extremely tenacious.

'You cannot stop me.'

'In the battle that ended the divine tide, Nezha slaughtered my four seas dragon clan, forcibly seizing me from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, sealing me in the mortal realm, for myriad ages, desolate to the point I nearly went mad!'

'Now that I have revived, I will surely devour his precious lotus flesh, crush his three souls and seven spirits, destroy his divine platform! Let him never rise again!'

The Young Dragon Emperor's body surged forward, his blue hair flying wildly, revealing sharp dragon ears.

Boom—

The myriad dragon blood that had dyed the crystal palace red now continuously flows toward the dragon coffin where the Young Dragon Emperor resides, like countless blood vessels conveying dragon blood.

Li Che, facing the Young Dragon Emperor's overbearing aura, his exquisite seven-aperture heart trembled, yet he felt nothing.

He slowly raised the three-pointed double-edged blade……

Li Che intended to directly test the Young Dragon Emperor's strength.

For Li Che, facing a newly revived divine spirit that poses a great threat, there is naturally only one choice……

That is to try whether he can slay the opponent!

For Li Che, if he could slay this newly revived divine spirit, he might gain an unexpected harvest.

The Third Prince's temple deity's revival has been besieged by the strong of the Gods' camp.

Li Che's strength has greatly increased, his trump cards have also increased, and he even possesses the ultimate trump card that can break everything.

However, that trump card, if not used, should not be used, for its side effects are too great.

Even if Li Che has many dao fruits to aid him, the side effects would become so great that he himself would find them hard to bear.

So, if he could slay the Young Dragon Emperor before him……

Attempt to seize the divine spirit.

If seizing the divine spirit fails…… then devour it, transforming it into the fourth of the Ten Ferocities!

A spirit……

Perhaps it could become a great aid for Li Che to face the strong enemy ahead.

Gurgle—gurgle……

Li Che watched the Young Dragon Emperor sitting in the dragon coffin, frantically gulping down dragon blood.

"Truly cruel……"

Li Che said softly.

The myriad dragons' sacrifice—so‑called sacrifice—turns out to be offering oneself as blood food for the Young Dragon Emperor to regain strength after his rebirth!

"Cruel?"

The Young Dragon Emperor tilted his head, sneering at Li Che.

"You killed him."

Li Che paused; what you said makes sense.

The Young Dragon Emperor narrowed his eyes, waiting for Li Che to unleash slaughter; he knew Li Che was about to act.

However, He does not care; if the spirit of the Prison Lotus camp comes to kill, he might truly drink hatred.

Although, the Prison Lotus likely has few spirits reborn now……

Nevertheless, the Young Dragon Emperor still played it safe, planning to be reborn in secret while the god of the Third Prince's Temple draws attention upon its rebirth……

Unfortunately, it was still discovered.

But it's not a big problem.

Martial Dao Immortal?

Before a spirit……

Just mundane ants!

Come on, mortal!

Seize your one chance in this lifetime to challenge a spirit!

However.

Li Che did not choose to act immediately against the Young Dragon Emperor.

Rather, he stood still with eyes closed.

His mind and spirit instantly settled, and his whole person entered the Dao Tribulation space!

The newly perfected Lightning Magnetic Orb Dao fruit, the Dao Tribulation power it gave birth to, the primordial Shattered Star Thunder rumbled and detonated, Li Che's Martial Immortal Golden Body shone brightly, tendons and bones resonated, he thrust out a punch, colliding with the terrifying thunder imbued with destructive aura!

Boom——!!!

The entire Dao Tribulation space seemed to be swallowed by dark‑gold thunder!

Filled with the aura of destruction; this aura of destruction, vaguely, seemed to weave into chains of order.

……

Whoosh——!!!

Li Che suddenly opened his eyes; dark‑gold thunder flickered and intertwined in both pupils.

His whole body, with thirty‑eight thousand apertures and millions of pores, spewed fine electric currents!

Li Che gazed into the dragon palace, where the Young Dragon Emperor sat enthroned in the dragon coffin, bearing the unique arrogance of a spirit looking down on mortals.

He exhaled a breath, his breath thunderous, shaking the entire dragon palace!

Boom!

He took a step forward toward the blood‑red crystal dragon palace.

Thud!

As his foot landed, the whole stone mountain trembled, wild winds and waves raged, golden qi and blood burst forth, instantly filling the mountain's interior; in an instant, Li Che's body became golden glazed glass, his qi, blood, strength, and essence turning into a surging tidal wave!

Yet dark‑gold thunder spewed from his pores, gathering and intertwining as if he became the lord of thunder!

He gripped the three‑pointed double‑edged blade at an angle, the other hand clenched into a fist, forming a punch seal, and fiercely smashed it toward the Young Dragon Emperor in the dragon palace.

Countless purple flames leapt from the surface of his fist, dragon and elephant intertwining, roaring in fury!

The Martial Immortal Golden Body rang, and on his back six wondrous immortal seeds shone together!

The power driving Li Che climbed steadily!

Qi and blood spurred, Martial Immortal true power surged, fierce winds ravaged and gathered in his five fingers, pushing outward; behind him a huge furnace was born amidst intertwining flames.

Wondrous Immortal Seed martial arts!

Myriad Transformations Dragon‑Elephant Furnace!

And now the Myriad Transformations Dragon‑Elephant Furnace actually contains intertwining streams of various colored light.

That is……

Dao Tribulation!

Dragon‑Elephant Flame, Void‑Rending Tempest, Heart‑Cleansing Flow, Wither‑and‑Flourish Branch, Demonic Gold Scale, Heaven‑Earth Struggle, and the newly comprehended Shattered Star Thunder!

The primordial seven tribulations, all encompassed within a single furnace!

Various Dao Tribulation powers constantly shift within the Myriad Transformations Dragon‑Elephant Furnace!

This is what Li Che, after enduring the Nine‑Heaven Divine Lightning slaughter, felt and transformed through simultaneous martial practice and tribulation enlightenment—a self‑created change that has reached great accomplishment……

Myriad Transformations Dragon‑Elephant Furnace!

Myriad Transformations Dragon‑Elephant!

Encompassing all phenomena!

Substantial fist wind intertwined with purple flames, emitting an incessant explosive roar; at the moment Li Che struck, he discarded all stray thoughts, leaving only a single thought.

Beat him to death!

……

……

Amidst the dragon palace, countless scarlet blood vessels incessantly sucked and intertwined.

The young dragon emperor sat upright within the dragon coffin, arms outstretched, resting on the coffin lid, his two dragon horns thrusting into the lofty heavens, sharp as if to pierce the firmament.

At the corner of his lips lay the arrogance of a deity, the mockery of mortals, and an indifferent gaze.

Suddenly.

A faint cracking sound resonated, like muffled thunder.

He saw Li Che clench his fist and push it forward, seemingly slow.

He saw the walls of the crystal dragon palace, and under the brush of the fist's wind, cracks slowly surfaced.

The arrogance, mockery, and indifference at the corner of his mouth suddenly stiffened and froze.