Chapter 519: The Three Princes—They Don't Belong Here, Standing Behind Their Daughter Like a War God (Please Upvote)

Hoo hoo hoo hoo—

Terrifying gale ravaged and intertwined throughout the entire Ink City, the air burst, tearing apart inch by inch, fractured turbulence surged endlessly, filled with cutting force!

Li Che's whole body rang with bone and sinew, his mighty flesh violently quaking at this moment; in his eyes swirled chaotic Qi, entering a sudden enlightenment, observing the martial path, mastering it with ease!

Ancestor Dragon Killing Technique!

Indeed, this is an extremely profound secret art, it can be a divine secret technique or a martial killing art, because it must be executed through the flesh!

The Young Dragon Emperor, as a deity, bears the flowing Ancestor Dragon bloodline; his flesh is immensely powerful, being the first generation of Ancestor Dragon divine blood, naturally unrivaled in physical form.

Wielding this highly compatible Ancestor Dragon Killing Technique, it rages with unparalleled ferocity, the void shatters, and as the Great Dragon Spear trembles, it pierces space, causing it to explode inch by inch!

Li Che's Martial Immortal Golden Body is equally impressive; he previously sparred with the Young Dragon Emperor before the divine fire ignited, and in terms of flesh he was not outmatched, even able to press down on a head.

Clenching with five fingers, the three‑pointed double‑edged blade clanged, using the double‑edged blade as a spear, it swung horizontally like a great dragon raising waves!

Boom!

This Ancestor Dragon Killing Technique demands an extremely high flesh requirement; accompanied by a roar, sounding like clashing gold and iron, Li Che's whole body shivered, as if the thunderous sound of wind and lightning erupted from his thirty‑six thousand pores!

Give it all, flesh surging!

It lasted only a moment, yet Li Che's flesh seemed to undergo a cataclysmic transformation: golden light blazed, his hair whirled wildly, as if coated with a layer of golden sheen, dazzling like gilt, his eyes shone bright as morning stars, as if flames erupted!

Li Che's exposed muscles resembled molten iron poured, taking on a purple‑gold hue, with a grand Daoist pattern spanning across, like a mysterious floral design!

Additionally, the blackened massive tendons quivered violently like countless true dragons coiled, golden blood thick as liquid mercury surged through his vessels, merging and erupting, forming a fierce and pure bodily power!

The Young Dragon Emperor was shocked in his heart; even as a deity, he had never seen such a freak!

Li Che is adapting this Ancestor Dragon Killing Technique; it is a method of an immortal deity, now being modified to suit him!

Two golden great dragons roared skyward, raging wildly within Ink City's Fengdu!

Boom—!!!

Suddenly, the golden great dragon swung, unleashing five claws; the golden dragon's five claws tore the void, emitting a dragon's roar, as if a series of sub‑standard shells suddenly exploded!

Sound waves spread, mingling with shattered raging currents, surging outward, raising spatial ruptures dozens of zhang across Ink City's Fengdu; the shattered space was expelled like earth, stone, and silt!

Exhale like a dragon's roar!

Great spear sweeps ten thousand troops!

Li Che stepped down, his whole form like a dragon shadow soaring to the heavens, landing atop the Dominion Tower, single‑handedly gripping the double‑edged blade, dancing wildly without cease.

His eyes hazily filled with chaotic Qi; within his chest, the Dragon‑Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit trembled wildly at this moment, causing his comprehension ability to surge at a terrifying speed, raging!

"How, how could this be possible?!"

The Young Dragon Emperor halted his motion, the spear light that had flown like a dragon shadow gradually fading to silence; he raised his head, two sharp dragon horns thrust skyward, gazing at Li Che standing on the Dominion Tower, his expression both complex and shocked.

Then, a hint of relief flickered in his eyes.

Indeed, it is relief…

Submitting before such a monster seems to carry little psychological pressure.

A monster like this, its future ceiling cannot be as simple as a martial Daoist Immortal!

Perhaps it can achieve the legendary Martial Dao Xuan Immortal…

Or even, through the martial path, forge an unprecedented achievement, reaching the pinnacle of martial legend, attaining the level of a Martial Dao Celestial Immortal!

A Martial Dao Celestial Immortal can rival immortal deities!

It is the true great realm of the martial path, roaming freely, unbound by heaven and earth, capable of becoming a founding immortal!

The Young Dragon Emperor knows much; a Martial Dao Celestial Immortal… only emerged when the first celestial tide of the world surged!

As divine contamination grows increasingly severe…

For the martial path to reach the Human Immortal realm is already as hard as scaling heaven; let alone surpassing Human Immortals to Xuan Immortal or Celestial Immortal!

That realm exists only in legend!

A Martial Dao Celestial Immortal is even harder to be born than an immortal deity!

Of course, cultivating within the divine realm to achieve immortality is also an extremely difficult task.

Thus, upon recognizing Li Che's terrifying talent, the Young Dragon Emperor's heart no longer harbored resentment; he completely let go of his pride and chose to submit.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo—

Li Che stood atop the mountain peak, terrifying qi and blood sweeping like a storm.

His gaze flickered like interlaced electric currents; each breath resonated like endless clanging of gold and iron.

The Seventh Qimen Immortal Seed!

Li Che chose to set this Ancestor Dragon Killing Technique as the Seventh Qimen Immortal Seed.

He altered the original Qimen Divine Seed martial art, replacing the Zhang Mo Mang Spear, and transformed it into the Ancestor Dragon Killing Technique!

A great dragon spanned his spine, soaring skyward; Li Che's eyes glittered and intertwined, now still in a martial sudden‑realization state, consuming the Dao Fruit's feedback.

This places his cultivation state at a peak posture.

His insight into the martial path is profound.

Because it is estimated that Golden Light City, under the devouring of the Chaotic Rift and Fog, has only one or two days left before it is completely consumed.

Therefore, Li Che stopped further storing the Dao Fruit's maturity, choosing to use it directly to comprehend the Seventh Qimen Immortal Seed!

Although it is a draconic secret art, the dragon race is inherently a physically robust species; its killing technique bears a striking similarity to martial arts.

Li Che can slightly modify it to serve as a celestial martial supreme skill!

Boom—!!!

On the Dominion's Leak Vessel.

The massive tendons that had tensed throughout Li Che suddenly relaxed, releasing the accumulated suppressed terrifying power, channeled through his unparalleled, mighty physique, pouring out!

Boom—!!!

The three‑pointed double‑edged blade in his hand instantly transformed into a Great Dragon Spear, a single thrust released, the spear emerging like a dragon!

Wuwuwu—

The twin‑blade knives seemed to vanish from view; at that extreme speed, they shattered the sounds of space, wind, and airflow, leaving only endless, chilling blade radiance!

It seemed that under this lethal art, everything turned to ash, utterly undefendable!

Roar!

Li Che's mortal body trembled, every inch of flesh quivering violently, as if countless dragon roars exploded from his sinews.

A golden beam burst forth from his back!

The beam repeatedly contracted, gradually coalescing into a vortex; the vortex spiraled and slowly transferred into the Qimen Celestial Seed.

Li Che grasped the three‑pointed, double‑blade knife at an angle, surrounded by endless dragon shadows coiling around him.

He seemed as if he had fallen into sudden enlightenment.

Like an old monk in meditation, a great bell settled, immovable and steadfast!

Ink rain howled and slanted, continuously pelting Li Che, erupting into countless layers of spray!

He completed the transfer of the divine technique Zhang Mo Snake Spear and this celestial martial supreme art derived from the gods.

Since the Qimen Celestial Seed had already reached its seventh fragment, the difficulty of the transfer became enormous; if successful, the boost to his mortal body would be equally massive.

The Three Prince Guiyi Miao is about to complete the grand feat of the Four Sovereigns becoming the Three Purities.

The Three Prince Temple deity is about to revive, confronting myriad crises, and Xixi must enter the Three Prince Guiyi Miao, using her own divine weapon to guide the deity's return and restoration!

Just as Li Che once held the Mixed‑Origin Ruyi Golden Cudgel and stepped into the Qitian Nei Cheng.

The clangor rang out, massive scorching qi and blood surged endlessly between heaven and earth, weaving into a chain that gradually coalesced into the spinal great dragon, forming the seventh Qimen Celestial Seed!

The light converges!

It transforms into a dense golden vortex, continuously swirling!

In Ink City.

Xixi lifted her head, her chubby face full of amazement.

My dad is truly awesome!

No wonder he's a Martial Immortal dad; his talent is superb, such non‑human martial arts are mastered at a glance!

On the Dominator Tower, thunder interwove and burst forth in an instant.

It was Li Che who fused the primordial Shattered Star Thunder, a tribulation force, into this Ancestor Dragon Killing Art!

The thunder's empowerment made the Ancestor Dragon Killing Art's potency grow ever stronger.

Buzz—

Qi and blood surged and roared, as if blood continuously spawned, being driven to race!

Li Che's mortal body, with the aid of this seventh Qimen Celestial Seed, is once again ascending and transforming.

He didn't know how long had passed.

Li Che slowly opened his eyes; within the great dragon of his spine, seven massive golden qi‑blood vortices spiraled, with only one Qimen divine seed yet to complete its transformation and transfer.

Otherwise, this Eight Qimen Celestial Seed secret technique, refined and altered by Li Che, could reach perfection and undergo its final ascension!

His gaze flickered open, golden light flowing like water.

【Eight‑Nine Profound Skill: Martial Immortal Golden Body (80%)】

With the seventh Qimen Celestial Seed successfully transferred, the Martial Immortal Golden Body gained a modest further boost.

Li Che's mood instantly became great.

In fact, he even thought of pressing on in one go to complete the transfer and opening of the eighth Qimen Celestial Seed.

Unfortunately, that notion was dismissed as soon as it arose.

First of all, the eighth tribulation force is not yet ready.

Simply the tight timing, as well as the mortal body's endurance and other factors, can affect the eighth Qimen Celestial Seed, achieving the perfection of the first realm of Eight‑Nine Profound Skill.

Eight‑Nine Profound Skill is the martial art forged by Li Che after integrating the Eight Qimen Celestial Seed secrets with the primordial Nine Tribulations and the Martial Immortal Golden Body; it is the main pillar of Li Che's path of the Martial Immortal.

Therefore, every step Li Che takes must be steady and complete.

Li Che sat cross‑legged, having completed the seventh Qimen Celestial Seed transfer; his spirit stirred and he sank into the tribulation space.

Thunder interwove and flashed, the thunder‑magnetic track Dao Fruit roared, the Martial Immortal Golden Body burst forth with thunder resistance, beginning to refine the primordial Shattered Star Thunder tribulation force.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

Enormous black lightning interlaced and struck, containing terrifyingly immense vibration power.

It was only thanks to Li Che's thunder‑magnetic track Dao Fruit blessing; otherwise, attempting to step through Shattered Star Thunder to strengthen his mortal body would be as hard as scaling the heavens!

The newly comprehended primordial Shattered Star Thunder was rapidly reaching greater completeness.

Unwittingly, it rose from 1% to the current 30%!

After reaching 30%, Li Che, with the aid of the thunder‑magnetic track, still has the capacity to continue refining within the tribulation space.

However…

Boom—

Li Che's spirit withdrew from the tribulation space, ceasing its continuation.

His five fingers spread, dark‑golden thunder interwove and rested, being the original Shattered Star Thunder, with tribulation aura circulating within.

Perhaps the primordial Shattered Star Thunder will become his second complete tribulation force, engraving a second Great Dao celestial pattern.

Li Che's body flickered, and the next moment he vanished from the Dominator Tower.

He appeared beside Xixi and the Young Dragon Emperor.

Li Che patted Xixi's head and swiftly brushed his sleeve.

The next instant, the heavens and earth interwove like a chessboard before his eyes, reflecting a scene of the mortal world.

In the vision, the waters of Jiulong River erupted into towering waves, roaring and howling, while dense eerie mist churned, engulfing the last corner of Golden Light Mansion.

At the banks of the Nine Dragon River, the elders of the Golden Light Residence—Nan Li Huo, Zhu Hongdou, Hu Yingyue and others—watched with complicated eyes the Golden Light Residence swallowed by the strange mist, now completely fallen into the Golden Light Residence city that grew alongside the Third Prince Guiyi Miao.

"The Four Sovereigns have transformed the Three Pure Ones; the Third Prince Guiyi Miao has completed its metamorphosis…"

Li Che spoke.

The Young Dragon Emperor's azure hair fluttered, and his dragon eyes were also filled with complex emotions.

"The metamorphosis is complete… the Third Prince Temple deity will soon be reborn."

"In this divine tide, the divine suppression against the Yulian camp finally officially begins."

The Young Dragon Emperor said.

Li Che looked at the Young Dragon Emperor, and a doubt arose in his heart.

"Against the Yulian camp? Why?"

Li Che asked.

The Young Dragon Emperor pondered, organized his words, and said concisely: "It is a rule set by the immortal deities of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths…"

"Each surge of the divine tide originates from Yulian; the tide rises and falls… all linked to the Daughter of Yulian. Within the tide, divine nature surges, and this divine nature… comes from the fall of divine beings."

"The immortals of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, with each divine tide… cause an immortal to fall, and the fallen immortal creates the next divine tide."

"The Daughter of Yulian is the executioner of Heaven and Earth's will, a blade used to exterminate immortal deities."

The Young Dragon Emperor, flowing with the bloodline of the Ancestor Dragon Emperor, possessed extraordinary insight.

It was Li Che's first time hearing this theory; he knew the destiny of the Daughter of Yulian was to become Heaven and Earth's executioner, making her the slaughterblade of the gods…

Yet he did not expect that the target… would actually be the immortal deities!

The Young Dragon Emperor nodded.

Now he also counted as part of the Yulian camp, so…

He naturally had to discard his old concepts and think from Yulian's perspective.

"Each divine tide… represents a failure of Yulian…"

"But every rise and fall of the tide is a moment that makes the immortal deities of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths shudder."

"When the tide recedes, it means at least three immortal deities have fallen… otherwise, the tide would not recede."

The Young Dragon Emperor said.

"Now, this is the eighth divine tide of Heaven and Earth… from the first surge to now, eight surges have risen and fallen, eight ten‑thousand‑year cycles of rise and fall!"

"In other words… the Yulian camp has been defeated eight times."

Li Che heard this and felt a slight tremor in his heart.

The torrent of fate pushes forward, making the Yulian gods unable to resist, confronting death and failure… just thinking of it brings despair and numbness.

No wonder…

No wonder the great Xixi he once saw in a dream was so indifferent.

"To achieve the tide's recession… must we slay three immortal deities?" Li Che furrowed his brows.

Immortal deities… are beings of the Martial Dao Immortal level; Li Che, at his current stage, truly has no concept of such a level.

But at least, they are far beyond what he can currently oppose!

"Then how is the Yulian camp's success measured?" Li Che asked.

Since the divine tide arises because of Yulian, and its recession marks Yulian's failure, what counts as success?

The Young Dragon Emperor shook his head, unable to give an answer.

"Ancestor Dragon once predicted that for the Yulian camp, the tide's rise and fall, unless the slain immortals achieve balance approved by Heaven and Earth's will, will require at least nine failures before it calms, before the divine tide fully subsides…"

"At that time, the Yulian camp will have utterly failed."

"Many immortal deities have fallen into slumber, awaiting the ninth divine tide's rise; then… the immortals who have lived through countless ages will awaken together, completely crushing the Yulian camp's gods…"

"Qitian, the Third Prince, Xian Sheng Zhenjun, Guanghan Xianzi, Jiuchi Tianpeng… and other Yulian deities will all be annihilated, their divine fire embers extinguished, smoke vanished."

The Young Dragon Emperor's voice was exceedingly heavy.

"And the three great Dao lineages created by the immortal deities are Heisu Mi, Guiyao Cave, and the Dark Heavenly Court; all other ancient clans, Hunting God Pavilions, etc., belong to minor lineages, insignificant compared to these three great Dao lineages."

Li Che nodded; indeed, slaying one deity and successfully binding another granted him many pieces of information previously unattainable.

Li Che felt a slight stir in his heart.

He was pondering.

What realms would the masters of Dao fruits seen on the great Dao river belong to?

Would they be the realm of immortal deities?

Li Che was quite curious.

"Young Dragon Emperor, does the Supreme of Three Calamities and Three Tribulations forge the divine platform, ignite divine fire, and thereby prove the Dao, grasp a Heaven‑Earth path, become a deity, and are there divisions of deity realms?"

Li Che asked curiously.

"There are, my lord has them…"

"Above the Divine Tribulation Supreme lies the deity; the deity's divine fire proves the Dao, standing on the great Dao river, divided into four realms."

The Young Dragon Emperor's azure hair fluttered.

Li Che and Xixi, father and daughter, looked on with synchronized curiosity.

"What are the four realms? Speak quickly, Uncle Young Dragon Emperor!"

Xixi, impatient, could not help but ask.

This was a level she had never encountered or heard of, so she was naturally very curious.

Hearing "Uncle" from the Young Dragon Emperor made him grin, his mouth corner lifting, letting the Daughter of Yulian call him uncle.

Not to mention… it felt quite exhilarating, quite gratifying!

"The four deity realms are Divine Fire, Merged Dao, Severed Dao, Nirvana; only when Nirvana is achieved does one become immortal, standing atop the Heaven‑Earth path, the supreme Tianqi Realm!"

Li Che heard that, and his heart trembled incessantly.

"Even if a temple deity is resurrected, even if it recovers, it is hard to reach its former pinnacle, because the Divine Fire cannot reignite; a flawed Divine Fire means the foundation is damaged. After resurrection, even if it regains the peak, it will be a realm weaker than before…"

"In other words, having been a Nirvana God in life, this incarnation… can only recover to the Cutting Path."

Li Che, hearing this, fixed his gaze on the scene reflected by the celestial chessboard.

Within the scene.

The colossal, bizarre palace seemed torn apart by an invisible force; the Third Prince Guiyi Miao, which had always stood at the center of the Nine Dragons River, was slowly shifting, inch by inch, into Golden Light City.

Li Che exhaled.

"What level of deity were that Third Prince and Qi Tian temple gods in their previous lives?"

The Young Dragon Emperor paused briefly.

He glanced at Li Che, shook his head and said, "I do not know…"

"Because Zu Long once said, Qi Tian, the Third Prince…"

"…do not belong to these lands."

…………

Li Che's black shirt fluttered as he led Xixi.

Beside him stood the Young Dragon Emperor, also clad in a black robe and hood; his face wore a Thunder Dragon mask, seamlessly blending into the All Heroes of the Underworld.

Cultivating gods without effort, becoming brothers in Fengdu!

Li Che's eyes flickered as he fell into contemplation, his heart still stirred by the Young Dragon Emperor's words, unable to settle for a long time…

The Third Prince, Qi Tian and other temple deities—are they not from these lands?

This…

This indeed exceeds Li Che's expectations.

Then where do they come from?

Li Che couldn't help recalling the overlapping myths of two lives.

Perhaps…

They might hail from the place where Li Che lived in his previous life?

No mistake, one song, one release, one inside, one container, one at a glance!

He shook his head gently, abandoning the thought; there are too many secrets, unknown to him, with no clues.

Li Che lifted his head, looked up, and gazed toward the Golden Light City shrouded in eerie mist.

Perhaps…

After the Third Prince temple deity resurrects, perhaps asking a few questions will yield results.

The waters of the Nine Dragons River roared angrily, surging incessantly, rumbling nonstop.

The three appeared on Zu Long Island, split in two by the Heaven's Will Blade.

As a deity, the Young Dragon Emperor was not permitted to manifest.

However, Li Che directly used the celestial chessboard to conceal the Heaven's Will, allowing the Young Dragon Emperor to walk among mortals.

He could even leverage this concealment to enhance the maturity of the Chess Saint Dao Fruit; Li Che was naturally delighted.

Secondly, it gave the world an illusion that the Young Dragon Emperor, wrapped in a black robe, appearing among mortals, could not possibly be a deity…

When the time comes, within the bizarre palace…

One can hide one, another!

Li Che stood at the edge of the cleaved Zu Long Island, gazing at the massive scar of the blade, which still seemed to retain the terrifying divine authority of Heaven's Will; in his eyes swirled chaotic qi, the lingering insight making him, at this moment, form an idea about the Heaven's Will Blade.

He wishes to use the Heaven's Will Blade as a blueprint to forge the final celestial lineage martial art!

Dong dong dong—

Within his chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit throbbed continuously.

Li Che suppressed the excitement of the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, exhaled, his gaze sweeping across countless mountains and rivers, seeing the Golden Light City veiled in eerie mist.

Beyond Golden Light City, the eerie mist churned, and many cultivators gathered.

Divine tribulations from the major god factions manifesting their forces among mortals.

Li Che lifted Xixi, stepped lightly from the bisected Zu Long Island; the island seemed pressed down by a terrifying force, its head sinking into the great river.

Using the rebound force, Li Che launched himself outward, his dragon‑like body smashing through the air currents, landing before the bizarre palace.

The strong ones of surrounding major factions bristled, staring at Li Che in terror, daring not a single act of recklessness.

"We have seen Li Wu Xian!"

"Li Wu Xian, slayer of gods, proved the Dao, unrivaled among mortals; truly we are fortunate in the human world!"

"Li Wu Xian, with the Third Prince temple deity resurrected, the Guiyi Miao harbors resources; we will enter to try our luck for an opportunity…"

……

Some of these strong ones looked at Li Che with fear.

After all, Li Che's battle record was dazzling; he single‑handedly faced and resisted a resurrected deity, even outwitted the opponent, causing the Young Dragon Emperor to be trapped and killed.

Li Che gave these people a casual glance.

Many were not strong ones from the three major god factions' mortal manifestations, but rather elders from various divine sects and families.

Their cultivation was not high; they were merely a divine calamity.

Such a realm meant nothing to Li Che now.

It is those factions…

Li Che's gaze swept to the royal carriage, where Su Da, pulling back the curtain, was secretly watching him.

Besides Su Da, there was a Daoist of the Purple Palace Divine Sect bearing a violet divine pattern on his forehead, not the sect head Zhang Wuji, but another Daoist, his form shrouded in a dense mist of divine aura, his features indistinct, making his cultivation impossible to assess.

Not far from the Taoist priest of the Purple Palace Divine Sect stood a disheveled woman holding an ivory‑white jade bottle; she came from the Southern Sea Purple Bamboo Forest, barefoot in white gauze, her body radiated a Buddhist divine light, and her face was likewise concealed by divinity.

Cultivators whose faces are veiled by divinity, Li Che has seen a few others besides them.

The Grand Overseer, and also Emperor Dàjǐng…

All of them have their faces shrouded by divinity, making their true appearance indistinct.

Li Che's gaze swept, the flesh at his brow split open, his divine art Star‑Plucking Eye sprang forth, reflecting brilliance as he scanned.

The woman's eyes suddenly changed color; with one hand she pressed a meridian point and grasped the willow branch inside the ivory white jade bottle.

"Li Wuxian… you scared the little lady."

The woman hurriedly said.

Her voice indeed carried a hint of fear.

Now Li Che, a mortal Martial Immortal, roams invincibly, a peerless tyrant.

If she truly acted, she might not be able to stop him and would die in regret.

Mortal Martial Immortal…

is a monster permitted to exist by the will of Heaven and Earth!

Li Che shifted his gaze, scanning the Buddhist lands of the Western Region, the Great Li Kingdom Court, and the many strongmen of Witch God Mountain.

Basically, every cultivator his gaze fell upon froze, terrified and helpless.

Because if Li Che truly struck them down, their cultivation—only capable of unleashing a disaster divine tribulation in the mortal world—could not withstand it.

Li Che shook his head, not intending to act against these Divine Tribulation Realm cultivators.

Besides wasting time, it would also attract a killing tribulation; killing too much, even though he is a mortal Martial Immortal, the will of Heaven and Earth would lock onto him and unleash a killing tribulation like a divine guillotine.

Within the Mysterious Gate, a massive silhouette loomed.

Supreme pressure and divine aura, merely reflected through the Mysterious Gate's shadows, could be vaguely sensed.

Xixi's brow bore a blazing Prison Lotus divine pattern, her whole body seethed with heat, the divine weapons hidden on her arms, legs, and neck quivered violently, responding to the call of the Three Prince Temple God!

"Father…"

"The Three Prince Temple God… is calling Xixi."

"She needs a divine weapon to aid its revival."

Xixi, hand in Li Che's, lifted her head, her long lashes trembling, and said.

Li Che nodded.

Looking at the Golden Light City, shrouded in Mysterious Mist and exuding overwhelming pressure, the once‑familiar city had become an extremely terrifying zone.

As if it had been ripped out of the mortal world.

Consumed and merged by the Mysterious Gate, it no longer belonged to any mortal realm.

The terrifying divinity of the Three Purities Rank Guiyi Miao seemed to coalesce into a moat, encircling the outer walls of the Three Purities Mysterious Gate citadel.

"Let's go."

"Through knife mountains and fire seas, father will venture with you."

Li Che said in a deep voice.

An attraction continuously erupted from Xixi, as if trying to pull her into the Golden Light City.

However, held by Li Che, her Martial Immortal qi and blood surged, forcibly suppressing the attraction.

"This is the pull between a divine weapon and the temple god; without a divine weapon to guide it, the Three Prince Temple God would miss its chance of revival, just as the original Qi Tian, without his lord obtaining the Golden Cudgel, the temple god could never be revived."

"Missing this revival chance means having to wait for the next surge of divine tide."

The Young Dragon Emperor, clad in a black robe with a hood, wearing a Thunder Dragon mask, spoke.

Li Che nodded.

He had also guessed the reason; otherwise, he would not have let Xixi become involved in this danger.

However, the current Li Che now has the confidence to protect Xixi.

Once Xixi completes the revival summons of the Three Prince Temple God.

Facing the erupting great chaos, sending Xixi to Ink City Fengdu would be safest; that place… is the most secure.

Unless Li Che himself dies.

He ignored the gazes of those around him.

Li Che, holding Xixi's hand, with the Young Dragon Emperor wrapped in a black robe beside him, stepped forward!

Boom—!!!

Mysterious Mist trembled, Li Che's body violently shook, golden qi and blood surged forth, forming a sharp blade that slashed down fiercely.

In an instant, the Mysterious Mist split in two, carving a clear, empty path!

The Mysterious Mist divided like a stage curtain rising; as the three stepped into the Mysterious Gate, the curtain fell.

Everything in the Golden Light City remained familiar, with little change.

Only the people were gone, leaving empty buildings and a hint of desolation.

The sky over Golden Light City turned blood‑red, coalescing into tangible Mysterious Mist that wound in ribbon‑like strips across the heavens.

"Father..."

Xixi, extremely nervous, tightened her grip on Li Che's hand.

But as soon as she set foot in the Mysterious Gate area of the Three Purities Guiyi Miao, she felt boundless oppression.

The pervasive supreme pressure of the three calamities and three tribulations swept in wildly from all directions.

"Follow father."

"With father here, there's no need to fear."

Li Che smiled gently, his body radiating warm light; golden qi and blood expanded, forming a golden fire‑shield that enveloped Xixi, blocking the pressure.

The Young Dragon Emperor followed silently, while the celestial board still concealed his aura.

The three of them walked along the empty long street.

The Golden Light City was deadly silent, lifeless, merged with the Mysterious Abyss, as if every trace of living vitality that had ever existed had been completely erased.

On the eaves and soaring corners of the surrounding towers and rooftops, one silhouette after another stood upright like spears.

There were many figures, all exuding a supreme aura.

"One, two, three…"

Xixi, under Li Che's golden fire shield of blood and Qi that blocked the oppressive pressure, quietly counted.

After finishing the quiet count, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, lowered her voice, and spoke softly.

"Dad… there are as many as thirty‑six Supremes!"

"Good… so many Supremes!"

"They disregard martial ethics and actually gang up!"

Xixi was filled with righteous anger, very upset; her small face was flushed, whether from the stimulation of the divine weapon's aura or from her own anger, it was bright red.

"These are the Supremes from the various divine camps… the Supremes accumulated from eight Divine Tides, many of which do not belong to this particular tide."

The Young Dragon Emperor instantly discerned the origins of these Supremes.

"Three calamities and nine tribulations, each calamity and tribulation yields three Dao positions; a Divine Tide has limited Dao positions, so only that many Supremes can be born."

"These beings are probably survivors from other Divine Tides, seeking in this era to fight for a transformation, ignite divine fire, and prove themselves as divine spirits."

The Young Dragon Emperor spoke in a low voice.

Li Che nodded; it was not hard to understand.

He had guessed this long ago.

His powerful martial‑immortal will roared wildly; besides these Supremes, he also sensed a hidden divine aura flowing within the Mysterious Abyss and Mysterious Fog.

These Supremes and divine spirits did not act to stop Li Che from taking Xixi to awaken the Third Prince.

Li Che felt a slight tightening in his heart.

He had already prepared to enter the Mysterious Abyss and unleash a great battle.

He had even had the Young Dragon Emperor ready for slaughter.

Yet he had not expected…

These divine spirits and Supremes, after all, were unwilling to act?

Why?!

Their goal must be huge; could they be seeking an easy, permanent solution by killing the Third Prince?!

Like they killed the Young Dragon Emperor?

To truly slay a divine spirit outright?!

Li Che, with Xixi, unchanged in expression, his black robe fluttering, strolled along the main thoroughfare of Golden Light City.

In the heart of the city.

A colossal flower bud stood there, a black lotus bud resembling a quiet black flame burning between heaven and earth.

Buzz—

The most intense divinity spread continuously from the black lotus bud.

Gradually, it linked with Xixi.

The divine pattern on Xixi's forehead flickered, ravenously devouring the divinity!

This caused Xixi's divine cultivation to instantly reach the level capable of breaking through the divine embryo!

"Dad…"

Xixi's face flushed red, her cheeks like two ripe red apples, as if she had drunk three large jin of jade nectar.

"Xixi… can you awaken the Third Prince?"

Xixi blinked her big eyes and asked.

Li Che's body stood like a spear before the massive black lotus.

His eyes sharpened, flashing golden light as he scanned, looking toward the void where numerous powerful beings were hidden.

He exhaled slowly.

What is destined to come will inevitably arrive.

The Temple God of the Third Prince can only be awakened by Xixi; the moment Xixi arrived at Golden Light City and completed resonance with the Temple God of the Third Prince, the fate was already set.

Today is like this…

Li Che naturally would not intervene.

"Awaken it."

Li Che patted Xixi's head.

Xixi pressed her lips together and nodded solemnly.

Then, she stepped forward to the black lotus.

She raised her hand…

and placed it on the black lotus.

At the instant Xixi's palm touched it,

Li Che's black robe surged violently, Great Dao Immortal Patterns interwove with his flesh, even the tips of his hair were wrapped in the pattern; his whole being became eerily extraordinary, his five fingers suddenly rose, and his Three‑Pointed Double‑Edged Sword instantly turned into a stream of light, which he grasped, producing a ringing clang.

Purple‑Gold Blood, like a swirling cape, surged with killing intent, soaring straight to the heavens!

Li Che held the Three‑Pointed Double‑Edged Sword askew, furrowed his brows coldly, and gazed disdainfully at the surroundings.

Who dares to make a move!

As a father, Li Che stood behind his daughter.

Just like.

The eternal, undying War God!

(End of chapter)