Chapter 360: Storms of Fate

Crack, crack…

A sudden flash of lightning intertwined above the night sky as the dusk deepened while a spring rain pattered steadily.

But such a light spring rain should never give birth to true spring thunder—yet today, genuine spring thunder rumbled across the heavens and earth!

An overwhelming, stifling pressure crashed down like a mountain being cleaved in two, booming as it fell to the mortal realm.

Howling winds and violent gales whipped around, roaring and swirling!

It was as if time itself had come to a complete standstill.

Han Sixi of the Purple-Clad Diao Si, his purple robe billowing wildly, the hem snapping like the roar of lightning.

A murderous intent of staggering magnitude descended in an instant from the lofty heights like raging torrents, a deafening barrage!

Han Sixi, nearly merging with his own shadow, had retracted his aura to near imperceptibility—so subtle that almost no one could detect him.

At that moment, he was a hundred zhang away from Qianyuan Courtyard—a distance that even Lü Taibai wouldn’t easily bridge, even with his top-tier Divine Secret Technique and Shadow Merging.

This was why Han Sixi had the nerve to agree to the Third Prince’s request to inspect Qianyuan Courtyard, to see if Li Che indeed possessed what it took to be the Ogre’s vessel and capital.

Even if Lü Taibai discovered him at a hundred zhang away, Han Sixi still had the privilege of maneuvering at will!

But then, as darkness fell and the dome of the sky was obscured…

Like a dam bursting in the heavenly river, the murderous intent slammed into him, and for a split second, his heart sank into despair.

It was like reliving the terror of his youth, when he had narrowly skirted death.

That memory, long buried deep in his mind, marked the only time he had truly faced death—and now, that grim sensation returned!

A colossal black city loomed, dominating the sky, its dark presence inexplicably suspended above his head.

A vast, interlaced network of web-like lines comprised a giant chessboard on which a jet-black city sprawled; its endless ramparts vanished into inky darkness, except for the ominous two characters, “Shandu,” emblazoned across the highest tower.

Underworld ·—— E Dou!

For some inexplicable reason, just the sight of this city’s name evoked a sense of being enveloped by death!

Han Sixi’s eyes hardened as his meticulously combed hair whipped about uncontrollably; he glared furiously as a piercing scream tore from deep within his throat.

“Ogre?!”

Underworld Ogre!

Atop the city’s wall stood a towering figure in a fluttering black robe, wearing an oddly endearing Cute Cow Mask drenched by rain—yet the eyes beneath burned with ruthless, lethal intent!

“Looking for an Ogre?”

The deep voice was devoid of mockery, brimming with cold seriousness—as if to ask whether he was courting death.

Boom!

Instantly, Han Sixi summoned surging life-force within his legs, unleashing a thunderous burst of formidable Martial Saint Yuan-Gang beneath his feet.

He caught sight of that incessantly entwining white Dao energy in Ogre’s palm—a coiling white python of Dao.

The moment the white python appeared, the divine seals in Han Sixi’s hand began to tremble wildly!

“Ogre!”

“So it is you!”

Startled, Han Sixi immediately retracted the four divine seals with a swift backward motion.

The ground erupted beneath him as the power exploded; the blue bricks of the Fourth City shattered, spiderweb cracks racing across the earth in an instant.

He dashed away at breakneck speed!

Something was terribly wrong!

This Ogre…

had set an ambush ahead of schedule!

It was as if he had known Han Sixi would appear here all along.

Logically, Han Sixi had used the divine seals calculated by the Grand Inspector himself—thus, with the divine seals in his grasp, Ogre shouldn’t have detected him this early.

Ogre carried no divine seals, only a strand of heavenly Dao energy acting like a beacon.

Yet Ogre had already been lurking here!

Instantly, Han Sixi caught the unmistakable scent of danger!

A powerful shockwave burst in his mind, an intense sense of peril crashing through him like a boulder into a still lake, raising monstrous waves!

Boom, boom, boom!!!

With a single stomp, the ground cracked, an invisible shockwave and surging life-force scattering in all directions!

But Han Sixi spun sharply, his purple cloak lashing about as his body rotated in a flash, unleashing a terrifying burst of force.

Smack! His strike collided with a figure emerging from behind, their formidable Yuan-Gang energies entangling like clashing thunder!

The rotund figure staggered back several steps, yet a naïve, almost endearing smile still graced his face.

“This eunuch—he’s surprisingly strong,”

Yue Huanglong chuckled warmly.

“Yue Huanglong!”

Han Sixi instantly recognized the man before him; Yue Huanglong, hailing from the ancient Yue family and possessing peak-level cultivation, was far from an unknown nobody!

The Dao Master of Daocheng… a high-ranking regional official!

Yue Huanglong?!

How could he possibly be here?

Han Sixi’s expression shifted slightly, the growing sense of crisis tightening in his chest!

“Old Eunuch, since you’re here, you might as well stay.”

“The Underworld welcomes you.”

Yue Huanglong grinned, spreading his arms as though inviting the elder eunuch Han Sixi into an open embrace.

Han Sixi’s face grew hideously grim.

“Hmph! You’re asking for death! Even if you aren’t of top-tier caliber, you still expect me to spare you?”

Han Sixi’s voice shrieked sharply.

Yet the next moment—

His face began to tremble once more.

For above his head, the jet-black city of Shandu was still pressing downward!

Darkness was ominously creeping closer!

Despair!

Silence!

Han Sixi spread his arms wide, and behind him, three Qimen Divine Seeds materialized one after another, channeling their divine power as if summoning even the Heavenly Gate!

But then, a voice chanting Buddhist sutras filled the air.

In that instant, Han Sixi’s heart sank to the lowest depths.

Behind him, before he knew it, an old monk had appeared.

Clad in a monk’s robe draped with a brilliant red kasaya, with long eyebrows fluttering in the wind, his palms clasped, his face lined like ancient bark, he looked at him with kind, serene eyes.

Han Sixi’s eyes narrowed, feeling as if he were seeing double!

Huang Mei Great Master?!

The Huang Mei from Xiao Lingyin Temple?!

News of the slaughter at Xiao Lingyin Courtyard might have been hushed for the common folk, but for the high officials and dignitaries, it was hardly a secret.

As the Third Prince vied for the position of crown prince, he had naturally learned of the massacre at Xiao Lingyin Courtyard!

Besides the peerless Divine Eagle Sculptor, Huang Mei Great Master of supreme status, everyone who had rushed from Xiling Road’s Xiao Lingyin Temple to participate in the Peony Festival in the Divine Capital had been slain!

According to Wang Kui, one of the three top governors from the Temple Guardian Division, those who massacred the strong at Xiao Lingyin Temple were agents of the Underworld!

And now, as he tried to help the Third Prince confirm the identity of Underworld Ogre, he discovered—

that Huang Mei had inexplicably appeared here?!

Huang Mei… with the Underworld?!

This is complete chaos!

Han Sixi felt his mind begin to falter—Huang Mei colluding with the Underworld?

Does this mean the disciples of Xiao Lingyin Temple were brutally slaughtered by Huang Mei?

Or has Huang Mei been assimilated by the Underworld?!

Either way, it was bad news for Han Sixi, meaning he would have to face not only Yue Huanglong but also Huang Mei!

And Huang Mei…

was an even more formidable figure than Lü Taibai!

A top-tier existence, listed among the Heavenly Gate and Divine Register elites!

The abbot of Xiao Lingyin Temple from Xiling Road and a leading figure of a Divine Sect!

Escape!

Fear surged in Han Sixi’s heart, but as a battle-hardened veteran of Diao Si, his mind cleared as he pondered his escape strategy.

“Amitabha…”

“Benefactor, your hands are stained with blood. If not you, who will descend into hell?”

Huang Mei Great Master intoned kindly.

Yet as his words fell, Han Sixi erupted into a full sprint towards another exit, determined to break through the blockade and escape!

Direct confrontation—

was absolutely impossible!

Huang Mei pressed his palms together and slammed them down!

In an instant, endless strands of Buddhist light shot forth like filaments, intermingling with vital energy to form an enormous, descending Buddha Palm from the Heavenly Dome.

Han Sixi let out a piercing scream as his top-tier Martial Saint power exploded!

An overwhelming surge of life-force rose like a blazing sun, gathering within his imperfect body, an unstoppable torrent!

He transformed into a razor-sharp blade, slashing toward the Buddha Palm!

But just as his strike neared the Buddha Palm, it suddenly split open like a gaping portal, spitting forth dark currents!

The once majestic Buddhist light turned into an icy, dead aura as the Buddha Palm transformed into the gateway of Shandu!

Han Sixi couldn’t control his divine nature as he smashed into Shandu.

The moment his body collided with the city, his heart plummeted into despair.

“Your Highness…”

“You’re about to ruin me completely.”

Han Sixi despaired.

Soon after Han Sixi was absorbed by Mo City,

the inky darkness between heaven and earth vanished. Yue Huanglong and Huang Mei disintegrated into black smoke carried away by the wind, leaving only the soft patter of early spring rain that mingled with a chill piercing the earth.

Boom!!!

The air burst apart.

A brilliant silver sword light suddenly streaked through.

A white robe fluttered as a large sleeve stirred the wind!

Strands of silver hair bristled with sword intent, slicing through the air as if to tear it apart.

In Lü Taibai’s eyes, the crumbling, spiderweb-like fissures on Long Street’s ground stretched into an unfathomable depth, while puddles gushed madly into the cracks.

Make no mistake— in the Divine Capital, the blue bricks of the three cities and Upper Third City were built with the utmost sturdiness; even a Grandmaster would have difficulty leaving such deep impressions.

Clearly, whoever shattered the ground possessed extraordinary martial might.

“Top-tier absolute pinnacle? Or perhaps——top-tier absolute pinnacle?!”

“Within the Divine Capital, there are only a few top-tier elites. Who could it be?”

Beside Lü Taibai, Shi Jian, the true Martial Divine Sect patriarch clad in heavy black armor, also arrived amidst the sweltering life-force, causing the spring rain to vaporize.

The two exchanged a glance.

Lü Taibai harbored suspicions he dare not voice.

Shi Jian fixed his gaze on him and said, “The Peony Festival has yet to begin—”

Lü Taibai interrupted, “Then turbulent undercurrents have already begun in the Divine Capital.”

With a sweeping motion of his large sleeve, Lü Taibai rallied his retinue behind him.

“Our Qianyuan Divine Sect has always lived honestly and upright without stirring trouble.”

After the world spun wildly,

Han Sixi’s heart grew even colder.

His purple attire and meticulously kept hair were now in disarray as he fell to the ground; dark, inky rain steadily dripped down as his eyes scanned like those of a ferocious cat.

And yet—

that glance only plunged him deeper into despair.

For Yue Huanglong and Huang Mei Great Master had both appeared within the inky city.

In addition, several more figures—Martial Saints, all of them!

Huang Jianjiu, You Liqing, Su Lei Ba, Yan Jing—

each Martial Saint glared at Han Sixi with a feverish, ravenous intensity, as if ready to devour him whole.

The sheer look made Han Sixi subconsciously swallow hard; ever since his cultivation had reached top-tier absolute pinnacle, he had never encountered a situation like this.

Suddenly,

a shattering sound of crashing sound erupted!

Then, as if a blazing sun burst above his head, golden life-force erupted in rolling, immaculate waves—an ultimate, magnificent display—and the Golden Pool roiled!

Ogre!!!

Han Sixi’s heart stiffened as he saw Ogre step down heavily from the golden life-force pool, raising a fist imbued with the purest martial will that instantly soared!

Waves crashed tumultuously!

The Golden Pool swelled almost instantly, transforming into a golden Dragon Elephant Furnace!

Dao Induction!

Dragon Elephant Furnace Fusion!

At the moment of fusion, the golden furnace churned as if countless golden whirlpools of life-force swirled within—like golden pills forged by an immortal!

Ogre stomped heavily, clenching his five fingers; in that moment, the entire inky city transformed into gold!

The swirling life-force, radiance, and even the entire celestial city gathered within Ogre’s crushing fist!

All brilliance was stripped away!

Leaving nothing but that ever-changing, flickering punch!

Dragon’s Roar and Elephant’s Trumpet!

Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant!

Countless surges of immense life-force swelled in an instant, like titanic waves surging along the Grand Canal!

A single punch nearly robbed everything of its splendor!

“Is this really Ogre?!”

“Just Ogre alone…”

“How could he be this strong?!”

Throughout Mo City, torrents of rain churned as inky droplets hung inverted from the sky, vaporizing into clouds of life-force!

Scorching, searing!

Blazing and majestic, overwhelmingly powerful!

Ravaging the heavens and earth!

Boom!!!

A punch descended in an instant, as monumental as a mountain!

The towering Ogre, clad in a fluttering black robe and moving like a flash of lightning, delivered a crushing blow!

Han Sixi had nowhere to evade—he could only endure the devastating punch from Ogre falling from the sky!

Roar!!!

An endless torrent of formidable energy cascaded from beneath him, surging in waves for dozens of zhang!

The ground split with spiderweb cracks in an instant, collapsing unevenly, with shattered stones flung away by the terrible force!

Thud—

A terrifying, pure, unparalleled strength—a martial brilliance honed through countless trials—blossomed in dazzling, ultimate radiance!

“Pure Martial!”

Han Sixi’s hair stood on end as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His body buckled and crumpled.

After clashing with Ogre, lotus-like formations seemed to bloom beneath Ogre’s feet; with a single gesture, the swirling life-force coalesced into a gigantic shadow of an axe!

At its center, Ogre held a pitch-black artifact interwoven with golden scriptures—a terrifying, grim visage of black and gold!

Struggling, Han Sixi managed to lift his head; his purple robes and disheveled hair were crushed as his eyes revealed terror, despair, and tragedy.

At that moment, Underworld Ogre was a top-tier absolute pinnacle threat!

In other words—

Within Mo City now—

there existed three top-tier absolute pinnacles!

And among them was Huang Mei Great Master, a dual-elite among the top tier!

Vexed,

Han Sixi gritted his teeth.

“I won’t tolerate bullying a eunuch like this!”

Crack, crack!

Thunder roared as countless leaden clouds burst, surging like a rolling dragon.

In Divine Capital Second City,

an exquisitely ornate carriage smashed through the torrential spring rain, speeding along the Main Road. Two mighty flood-horses hauled the expansive, grand carriage as its wheels flattened puddles, rippling them into triangular patterns.

Moments later,

the magnificent carriage pulled up before Ji Family Mansion.

The curtain was drawn aside as the Third Prince switched from his light yellow python robe to pure white garments, a black band wrapped around his arm.

Inside Ji Family Mansion, someone hurried forward to greet the Third Prince.

Ji Family, one of the everlasting clans, possessed strength rivaling any top Divine Sect.

It was said that any enduring clan was under the watch of an esteemed ancestor.

So long as the ancestor thrived, the clan would never fall.

Only three everlasting clans existed in Divine Capital. Once, the Hong family was among them, but after news spread of their clan’s calamity and the demise of their ancestral patriarch, the Hong family gradually withered.

To maintain the prestige of an everlasting clan, they had to relocate from Divine Capital to other Daochengs.

Ji Family’s head, Ji Qingchuan, strolled through the garden as white cloths fluttered in the breeze.

“Your Highness——thank you for your trust in Ji Family. The death of the Noble Consort has nothing to do with us.”

Ji Qingchuan smiled wryly, his face etched with sorrow and indignation.

“It wasn’t easy for Ji Family to lose a Noble Consort—why would we kill her? Our entire clan stands behind her, hoping that once she becomes Empress Dowager, she can bring some benefits to us.”

Ji Qingchuan continued to lament, distancing himself.

After all, the Third Prince carried the blood of Ji Family; if possible, Ji Qingchuan would indeed support him wholeheartedly.

“Rest assured, my Highness——I have faith in Ji Family.”

The Third Prince’s face showed deep sorrow.

“I share Ji Family’s blood, and we are true kin. Ji Family will always be my backing——

“I personally sought out the Grand Inspector to uncover who killed my consort—I even presented the Imperial Token!”

The Third Prince, hands behind his back, gazed upon the garden rendered wet and poetic by the spring rain, exhaling slowly.

Ji Qingchuan’s heart stirred; he looked sharply at the Third Prince, “The Imperial Token?”

“The one given by the Grand Inspector when every prince reached one year of age?”

As Ji Family’s head, Ji Qingchuan knew well the significance of the Imperial Token.

It was a chance to invoke the Grand Inspector’s calculated insights.

Even the heads of everlasting clans could not easily command the Grand Inspector; it depended on his disposition.

And should a prince present the token, it meant expending the karmic ties and favors between him and the inspector.

“Yes—I cannot stand the thought of my consort dying without explanation!”

“She gave me flesh and blood. I cannot let her die in unjust agony!”

Third Prince Lü Litong spoke gravely.

Ji Qingchuan felt a warmth in his heart; he understood that by using the Imperial Token to enlist the Grand Inspector’s help, the Third Prince sought not only to establish his filial image but also to ease tensions with Ji Family.

For if the true culprit could be identified as unrelated to Ji Family, their suspicions would be cleared and the Third Prince could continue relying on Ji Family’s support.

With the backing of a great everlasting clan, how could the Third Prince possibly forgo such an alliance?

“Your Highness——is it really Ji Moli who killed the Noble Consort?”

Ji Qingchuan clasped his fists and asked gravely.

He was desperate to know the truth.

Ji Moli was the last person seen with the Noble Consort, and traces of his signature Divine Seed Martial Arts, Fanglong Fushen, were evident at the scene.

Thus, Ji Qingchuan longed to know if Ji Moli was indeed responsible.

“No!”

“It has nothing to do with King Ping Luan!”

Third Prince Lü Litong shook his head.

“According to the Grand Inspector’s calculations——

“It is Underworld Ogre who killed the consort!”

The Third Prince stared at Ji Qingchuan and asked in a deep voice, “Underworld? Ogre?”

Ji Qingchuan was stunned, his face a mask of bewilderment.

Noble Consort…—why would she be killed by the Underworld?

The Third Prince explained all the evidence and deductions he had gathered.

After hearing, Ji Qingchuan’s expression grew ever graver.

“Are you saying that——the elder from Qianyuan Divine Sect, that Li Bansheng from Imperial Watch who recently passed the Special Guest Examination——

“might be the Ogre? The one who killed Noble Consort?!”

A strange glint appeared in Ji Qingchuan’s eyes.

“Because Noble Consort wanted Lu Chi to have Li Che’s daughter as his bride, Li Che transformed into an Ogre, using Underworld power to kill her?”

“How could anyone be so vicious!”

Ji Qingchuan spoke gravely.

“If your Highness is convinced that Li Che is indeed Ogre, then even if it means defying Imperial Watch and Qianyuan Divine Sect, our Ji Family will spare no shame to avenge Noble Consort!”

Ji Qingchuan clenched his fists, his murderous intent palpable.

The Third Prince slowly sat on a carved stone chair; while being served warm tea in elegant Ji Family attire, he took a long, steady sip.

“We will know soon enough,”

“I’ve had Han Diao Si hold the divine seals calculated by the Grand Inspector to confirm it.”

“Ogre should bear the heavenly Dao energy produced after the Grand Inspector’s calculations; when it meets the divine seals, an attraction occurs.”

The Third Prince was supremely confident in his deduction, sending Han Sixi to verify it was merely to confirm his hypothesis.

Suddenly,

as if a dark shadow surged swiftly from the garden,

slowly, under the dim light before the Third Prince, the base sloped and a figure began to materialize.

It was none other than Diao Si Han Sixi!

Stationed at the fifteenth top-tier position of Heavenly Gate!

“Diao Si, you’re back!”

A brilliant smile spread across the Third Prince’s face.

Ji Qingchuan’s gaze also fell upon the famed Han Sixi of the Purple-Clad Diao Si, whose placement in the Grand Inspector’s calculations at Heavenly Gate marked him as no weakling.

Such a person was not to be taken lightly by Ji Qingchuan.

Slowly, the dark silhouette dissipated to reveal Han Sixi’s form; his hair was neatly combed, his posture rigid despite his age, emanating impressive spirit.

Upon his arrival, he lowered his head and, between his fingers, four divine seals—calculated by the Grand Inspector—materialized.

“Diao Si, what about Li Che—is he really Ogre?”

The Third Prince glowered intently.

He was convinced from various signs that Li Che had a nine-tenths chance of being the Ogre.

Yet—

Han Sixi raised his head, his eyes flashing with a complex emotion. With a bowed head and shaking fists, he said, “Your Highness—”

“We infiltrated within a hundred zhang of Qianyuan Courtyard and activated the divine seals; we lingered for about thirty breaths. But once Lü Taibai discovered us, we immediately retreated—”

“The divine seals from the Grand Inspector showed no feedback!”

“That means Li Che—is not Underworld Ogre.”

“Underworld Ogre is someone else!”

Han Sixi stated solemnly.

But as soon as he finished, the Third Prince’s expression suddenly contorted, “Impossible!”

“Your Highness, rest assured. We stand and fall together—how could we deceive you?”

“We always stand by our words. A single falsehood and we’ll be struck down by heavenly retribution!”

Han Sixi straightened his back, raising three fingers and speaking gravely.

The Third Prince was startled by Han Sixi’s unwavering posture and earnest resolve.

“Diao Si, no need to swear so venomously. You have grown under my care, and you are the one I trust most…”

“I trust you above all else!”

Amidst the clattering of shattered stones, the entire ground of Mo City was reduced to ruins once again.

In the center of the rubble,

the head of top-tier Martial Saint Han Sixi of flesh and blood was severed by a razor-sharp, colossal axe; his head was gruesomely crushed by an overwhelming, domineering force!

Li Che removed the Ogre Mask, his jet-black hair flying wildly.

Bones and sinews crackled with explosive sound.

Rain, heavy and inky, whistled down from above, lashing against the ruined black stones of the city.

Rain in Mo City—its darkness seemed merged with the vital essence of the fallen cultivators in Shandu, transforming into the force to mend Mo City.

Li Che slowly opened his eyes, and a flicker of brilliance danced before him.

[Dao Fruit: Dragon Elephant Vajra (Iv6 30%)]

Upgraded from 20% to 30%!

The kill credited from Han Sixi had yielded a substantial boost!

Li Che instantly gained an additional 10% Dao Fruit enlightenment feedback—a tremendous boon for him.

Glancing at Han Sixi’s corpse, a wry smile curved Li Che’s lips as the surrounding enforcers, those subdued Spiritual Confinement disciples, sighed with regret.

Especially Huang Jianjiu, You Liqing, Su Lei Ba, and Yan Jing—having reached the pinnacle of Martial Saint’s second awakening, devouring a top-tier absolute pinnacle Spiritual Confinement cultivator would surely enable them to breach into the third awakening!

It would prove an even mightier support for their lord!

Han Sixi had truly lived up to his reputation as a professional Diao Si—a perpetual lackey.

After surveying the situation, the moment Li Che’s Spiritual Confinement struck, he made up his mind!

He surrendered!

He surrendered without a shred of hesitation!

After all, for Han Sixi, surrendering to Li Che meant surviving to live another life; but if he did not yield, he would be torn apart and devoured immediately.

Han Sixi, who had assisted both the Third Prince and Li Che… was merely an assistant!

He was just a eunuch—what pride did he have?

Even if he were a top-tier absolute pinnacle Martial Saint, his legs turned to jelly.

“Three top-tier absolute pinnacles——”

Li Che’s eyes glimmered.

Huang Mei, Han Sixi, and Yue Huanglong—all together, they formed a trio of top-tier absolute pinnacles!

“With such a lineup—could we possibly assault that fabled Seven-Treasure Shrines, the Ruyi Golden Heavenly King’s Bizarre Temple in the Divine Capital?!”

Li Che never forgot his main purpose for coming to Divine Capital.

Besides attending the Peony Festival with his entourage and securing peonies to extend his wife’s lifespan,

his prime objective was to help XiXi eliminate the last Seven-Treasure Shrines—the one threatening his Yulian Fire!

The Golden Heavenly Kings of Jin Guang Mansion and Daocheng had already been devoured by Li Che.

But this temple in Divine Capital was a Four-Yu Bizarre Temple, ranked among three top-tier absolute pinnacles; plus, with Li Che himself—four top-tier absolute pinnacles—could he really flatten this Four-Yu Bizarre Temple?

Li Che felt uncertain, yet he decided it was worth a try.

Inside his body, life-force surged in perpetual ebb and flow.

Before invoking the overwhelming enlightenment feedback of the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, Li Che planned to unseal the Qian Kun Jade belonging to Huang Mei Great Master that he had kept for a long time.

And also the Qian Kun Jade from the slain top-tier absolute pinnacle Han Sixi…

Compared to Huang Mei Great Master’s Qian Kun Jade, Han Sixi’s, as a Diao Si’s jade, was clearly of a lower tier.

Li Che’s mighty Soul of Heaven and Earth tore through the blockade without effort,

infiltrating the sealed passage.

Martial manuals, Divine Secret Techniques, and so many classified manuals of various ranks lay scattered aside!

But what truly left Li Che awestruck was—

the accumulation of divine crystals from Han Sixi!

“This is just too much!”

“Diao Si—eunuch—so rich?!”

Li Che’s heart pounded, his whole body trembling.

There were five Four-Yu Upper Divine Crystals in all, over ten Four-Yu Middle ones, and more than a hundred Four-Yu Lower Divine Crystals; in addition, there were pills!

All kinds of martial pills, and even one Four-Yu Upper Heavenly Purple Qi Celestial Pill from the Dragon and Tiger Divine Sect!

Eunuchs really can be greedy!

Li Che smacked his lips in disbelief.

After checking them carefully and steadying himself,

he retrieved the top-tier Qian Kun Jade of Huang Mei Great Master. Bathed in radiant Buddha light, it transformed into seven Buddha Divine Seals—

Crack, crack, crack—if the divine seals weren’t input correctly—

the Qian Kun Jade could self-destruct!

Li Che directly summoned Huang Mei, demanding that he input the correct sequence of divine seals right before him.

Huang Mei respectfully unsealed the seven-colored glazed Qian Kun Jade.

Li Che rubbed his hands together, excitement overtaking him as he immersed his Soul of Heaven and Earth into it.

Whoosh!!!

Suddenly, Li Che’s expression shifted as his spiritual focus wavered.

Inside the Qian Kun Jade,

three pages brimming with Buddha Dao energy burst forth like golden scrolls!

They spiraled out like three golden dragons,

as if three true Buddhas had descended!

Buddha light shone forth!

Majestic and boundless!

[Black Xumi Pure Glazed Three-Life Body Divine Calamity Method]