Chapter 382: Clash of Divine Might

A wild, howling wind roared, unleashing countless thunderous booms that shattered the air with relentless explosive sounds!

Zhang Xuanlei’s body was struck by a fearsome punch, engulfed in dazzling brilliance so intense that nothing could be seen, as if all the light itself had been blocked.

The temperature between Heaven and Earth turned unbearably scorching, and the remaining water in the divine water prison evaporated clean in an instant!

That single punch smashed Zhang Xuanlei’s head into his torso, releasing an explosive burst of force in the blink of an eye.

Centered on his now-crumpled body, the soft, muddy ground for a hundred feet began to churn violently as huge clods of earth burst forth like a volley of arrows shooting outward!

Every peach tree in the grove trembled uncontrollably, their rustling fills echoing and showering down countless peach leaves.

Each leaf, caught up in the overwhelming force, spun like razor-sharp blades slicing through the air!

The divine niche embedded in Zhang Xuanlei’s flesh-mounted back quivered violently, and in the next instant, an overwhelming divine essence erupted.

It was as if an enraged will had gathered to take form.

Yet Li Che moved with fluid grace, channeling his martial path. Deep in his chest, the long-dormant Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit roared back to life.

With its renewed heartbeat came an overwhelming surge of fist intent!

Dao Induction Punch – Dragon Elephant Furnace!

A colossal, searing furnace erupted like a celestial blaze, unleashing a terrifying will to destroy all; a manifestation of martial will honed to perfection!

Under that mighty punch, the Temple Spirit that had possessed Zhang Xuanlei’s flesh let out a heart-wrenching screech.

Its vast divine essence erupted to resist, only to be obliterated by the same crushing blow.

It couldn’t hold—indeed, it stood no chance—

Li Che’s punch had reached the pinnacle of absolute strength!

How could such levels of power be seen at a hero’s grand gathering?!

Boom!!!

The ground instantly sank into an enormous pit as branch after branch of peach tree boughs, once protected by mystic barriers, were flung wildly.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xuanlei’s headless body was forcefully driven deep into the chasm.

Smoke and dust billowed in uncontrolled surges.

In a flash, the temple niche separated from Zhang Xuanlei’s carcass and soared into the air – the divine seat nurtured over forty years…

Now, it decisively broke free from Zhang Xuanlei.

The deathly Temple Spirit is ruthlessly cold.

Yet, as the will of the Temple Spirit began to stir within the niche, Li Che smashed it back with a single punch.

Boom!!!

Countless bolts of lightning surged out from within the niche.

They seemed almost panic-stricken.

Then, a massive palm—veined and powerful as if eclipsing the sun—covered the niche with a draconic ferocity.

It smothered the divine niche completely.

“Summon the Divine.”

A soft voice, like that of a supreme deity, uttered in chilling detachment.

In that moment, an enormous force began extracting all the Temple Spirit’s divine essence from within the niche.

It was as if it were yanking a turtle out of its shell with brutal precision!

“I am the Temple Spirit! I am the rightful Celestial Deity! Mortal— you cannot— you must not—”

“Stop this!”

“Ah—!!!”

A bloodcurdling scream gradually faded away.

Above the Cosmic Chessboard of Heaven and Earth,

a grotesque, winged Temple Spirit, wielding thunder itself, hovered like a divine statue.

Celestial Deity?

Hardly worth a pittance.

Li Che’s robust frame made light work of opponents like these; he didn’t even need to trigger the Qimen Divine Seed. The combined might of seven Qimen Divine Seeds, reaching peak strength, was more than enough to subdue both Zhang Xuanlei and the Temple Spirit.

“What use is a dark Celestial Temple Spirit? This should be an odd Temple Spirit of the Five Elders rank, yet Zhang Xuanlei only nurtured a mere sliver of will.”

Li Che casually glanced at the stripped Temple Spirit power he had extracted.

Not a complete entity, but more than sufficient.

Since the Golden King Tower Temple Spirit’s essence hadn’t been fully devoured, Li Che tossed it directly to the Seven Emotions Divine Fetus for absorption.

The Seven Emotions Divine Fetus grew greedier, its illusory forms brightening as they opened their eyes one after another.

Because these fetuses were formed by the summoning of the Temple Spirit through the Seven Emotions attribute, they hungered without repugnance for devouring divine power.

Thread by thread, ethereal strands extended, piercing the Temple Spirit’s body and siphoning its divine force.

Li Che merely glanced before dismissing it.

A Five-Elder Temple Spirit posed no real threat to him now.

The brilliant light began to wane and diminish.

Even the omnipresent sunshine must eventually dim.

Li Che harnessed a ray of the Hao Ri Kunlun Mirror’s light—its brilliance as if from billions of watts—

so intense that it forced all eyes to avert.

Surveying Zhang Xuanlei’s corpse, Li Che flicked his fingers, and a streak of sword energy burst forth, cleaving Zhang Xuanlei’s flesh to simulate dismemberment.

Then, from his ruptured body, pores erupted with a fearsome, devouring force.

In an instant, every trace of intertwined vital energy was completely consumed, leaving not a drop behind.

Soon, his body shrank swiftly like a deflating balloon.

Moments later, it returned to its normal form.

Donning an ink robe adorned with golden lotus patterns that billowed dramatically, Li Che folded his arms, his entire being cloaked in the radiance of Fa Tian Xiang Di.

It was as if his punch had shattered not Zhang Xuanlei’s true culprit, but an illusion.

Cultured and gentle, as warm as polished black jade.

The dazzling light slowly flickered away. Li Che cast a quick glance at the three top heroes of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect and sighed lightly.

They had once had the chance to leave alive. After all, unless Li Che activated Mo City to gather them, the trio could have left directly using the might of Xi Wangmu’s Temple Spirit power.

But in their bid to kill Li Che, to seal his fate, and to force Zhang Xuanyu into unleashing divine domain power and an ostentatious digging of graves, they ultimately buried themselves.

A brilliant, shimmering white light gradually dispersed as scenes in the Peach Grove began to materialize.

Li Che’s heart stirred as he manipulated Fa Tian Xiang Di to pluck a peach.

The colossal Fa Tian Xiang Di, composed entirely of divine essence and spiritual energy, was not only incredibly resilient but also fearsomely powerful. Yet under Li Che’s deft control, it delicately harvested a peach—as carefully as if embroidering.

A beast protecting the peach suddenly popped its head out, but after a piercing glare from Fa Tian Xiang Di, it turned tail without hesitation; the guardian of the peach promptly abandoned its post.

Sometimes even demons know when to bow to danger—their instincts often surpass those of men.

With his first peach in hand, Li Che brusquely advanced toward the estates of Zhang Xuanlei, Zhang Xuanyu, and Zhang Xuanhe, confiscating their Qian Kun Jade along with the peaches they had gathered.

Four peaches now floated on Li Che’s shoulder, their rich fragrance continuously permeating the air.

In truth, Li Che had also picked a peach using Yue Huanglong’s Spiritual Confinement technique, even sensing the presence of a Three Pure Divine Rank divine weapon—the Hao Ri Kunlun Mirror—above the Heavens.

Yet he didn’t count that peach among his tally.

He still needed one more to complete the set of five for the third round of the Heroic Ascension!

On the third round, a Seven-Thousand-Year Peach was earned, while the fourth round required only three peaches.

Four opponents could advance if they secured three peaches each––

basically, it meant sweeping aside all others.

But Li Che’s heart burned with anticipation; he longed to visit both the Seven-Thousand-Year and the Nine-Thousand-Year Peach Orchards!

Not just for that rare Nine-Thousand-Year Peach,

but also for the legendary Hao Ri Kunlun Mirror that hung high in the sky!

The dazzling white light blazed with unmatched brilliance, assaulting every onlooker’s eyes and drawing gasps of astonishment.

The Tianhe Ruyi Hairpin tore open space itself, drawing a river-like cascade of water that mirrored a surreal, almost broken scene!

The radiance was so blinding it obscured every detail within the Peach Grove.

At the crucial moment of the clash between Li Che and Zhang Xuanlei, Zhang Xuanlei, driven mad by the deaths of Zhang Xuanyu and Zhang Xuanhe, lost all hope. Much like his son Zhang Yunlong, he abandoned all restraints and sacrificed his body to the Temple Spirit.

Everyone stared in shock—even the Emperor and Empress couldn’t help but lean in for a closer look.

And then——

The brilliant white light overwhelmed everything!

Nothing could be seen!

What was happening exactly?

Could Zhang Xuanlei, who had sacrificed everything to the Temple Spirit, truly unleash a perfect burst of battle strength? Would Li Bansheng survive, or be slain?

Everyone seethed with frustration and complaints.

Even XiXi, standing at the edge of Jade Plaza, couldn’t help but stomp her feet in anger.

“Isn’t this exactly what Father always ranted about?! I’m so mad! XiXi wants to see the fight, to see the magic in all its glory!”

Northern XiXi whimpered in discontent.

Lü Taibai’s eyes twinkled with surprise. How coincidental was the appearance of that white light?

Could it really be mere chance?!

“There! It’s receding now!”

“Look, there’s a scene—everyone, watch!”

“Is Li Bansheng still alive in his battle with the Temple Spirit? The Temple Spirit, reputed to be invincible at its rank, and the method of nurturing it in the Purple Mansion Divine Sect should at least unleash half its power!”

Exclamations suddenly roared out from within and beyond Divine Capital Second and Third Cities.

Once the white light fully dissipated, everyone saw Li Che, pale and shorn of the Fa Tian Xiang Di aura, stooping as he inspected the corpses.

Without hesitation, Li Che robbed the three of their peaches and Qian Kun Jade.

The scene left everyone silently stunned; the outcome was clear.

Though many had suspected it beforehand, Li Che’s final blow to Zhang Xuanlei struck like a thunderclap that shocked every heart.

Zhang Xuanlei’s body lay shattered by sword energy, blood splattered across the ground.

Even the frost grass that once feasted on flesh was eradicated by his terrifying assault, leaving no trace of his corpse for proper rites.

“He’s dead?”

“Li Bansheng—did he wipe out three at once?!”

“Hisss—Is this the meek Divine Eagle Half-Saint of Qianyuan Divine Sect? Weren’t the tales that the Divine Eagle Master was inexperienced in battle?”

The cries of astonishment echoed like surging tides throughout the inner and outer city.

The two fledgling dragons of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, Zhang Yuanhu and Zhang Yuanhuang, collapsed in a daze as if their souls had deserted them.

Meanwhile, the sect leader of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, Zhang Wuji, nonchalantly swung his Dust Whip and sighed.

“Life and death follow destiny. Zhang Xuanlei’s slayings, and now his own end—such is the eternal cycle of fate.”

His soft sigh drifted like a gentle spring breeze.

Yet none of the onlookers cared about his lament.

Some were dead; if they were, it was final.

No one cared any longer.

Li Che realized that, by the way the Tianhe water curtain had revealed his location, everyone outside had witnessed everything clearly.

In silence, Li Che managed to successfully deploy Spiritual Confinement on the three foes—twice on them.

Zhang Xuanhe and Zhang Xuanyu were successfully turned into Spiritual Confinement Chess Pieces, while Zhang Xuanlei failed, having sacrificed everything and his soul to the Temple Spirit. Once the Temple Spirit was summoned, confinement was no longer possible.

Li Che cared little; one more Zhang Xuanlei wasn’t enough to matter.

As for the two confinement chess pieces, Li Che, with a thought, summoned them into Mo City.

When Zhang Xuanhe was summoned, he thrashed in anger and roared incessantly.

Li Che, of course, did not coddle him; he tossed him to the followers in Mo City for a feast.

It had been ages since Li Che last encountered a defiant Spiritual Confinement.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xuanyu, being clever and obedient, chose to submit, so Li Che spared her life.

Her divine domain arts had intrigued and impressed him.

Surrounded by four floating peaches, Li Che exhaled a breath of foul air as his mighty Heaven and Earth Soul trembled. The triple-combined Heaven and Earth Soul now rivaled even the might of a Three Divine Transformation, boosting him significantly.

“Just one more…”

“Advance to the next round soon, and then—cultivate that bond with the Kunlun Mirror.”

Li Che glanced at the three corpses on the ground as the Cosmic Chessboard expanded, locking the entire Peach Grove.

His senses surged, capturing the frenzied battle all around the grove.

But then—

Li Che quickly focused on one target.

“Oh?”

“How coincidental––”

Li Che’s face contorted in mild astonishment.

He recognized an old acquaintance: Liu Qing, the top hero of the Tian Dan Divine Sect.

His body plunged into darkness as his aura completely withdrew. Li Che dashed through the Peach Grove toward Liu Qing’s location.

Liu Qing was struggling to harvest peaches while battling a demon beast guarding them. The guardian of the Five-Thousand-Year Peach was formidable, and in their clash, Liu Qing found both sides evenly matched.

Liu Qing’s hair whipped about as he spread his arms wide. One by one, jade vials filled with elixirs were flung into the air and exploded, unleashing dense black smoke.

That was—

Poison!

The Divine Pill Master of Tian Dan Divine Sect, proficient not only in alchemy but also in toxic arts.

With one breath, the poisonous mist, resembling a black dragon, swiftly enveloped the giant serpent guarding the peaches.

A giant snake’s corroded scales shattered, its flesh peeling off as testament to the poison’s potency.

Yet Liu Qing remained unsatisfied.

“Such a tough serpent! My bone-corroding black smoke isn’t lethal enough yet—”

Liu Qing glared at the raging snake assaulting him.

With a grim expression and evident pain, he retrieved a crimson jade vial from his Qian Kun Jade.

A vivid, ruby red pill the size of his pinky fell into his palm.

“Seems like I have to use my ultimate poison now—”

“The Blood-Burning Bone-Melting Pill!”

Liu Qing roared and, with a swift strike, the pill dissolved into a liquid mass.

A palm thrust out, unleashing the liquefied Blood-Burning Bone-Melting Essence, which exploded into countless red droplets, raining like arrows.

Relentless and inescapable!

The giant snake, unable to avoid the crimson liquid, writhed in agony as its blood flared like flames, its bones dissolving until only a withered skin remained amid a pool of dark blood.

Liu Qing exhaled deeply in relief.

It had worked!

Otherwise, the outcome of his battle against this formidable beast would have been uncertain.

As for poisoning the serpent, Liu Qing felt no remorse—poison was merely part of his arsenal.

Suddenly,

Liu Qing’s skin bristled; the peach he had just picked only needed a deep sniff of its rich aroma.

A terrifying aura of death emanated from behind, making him tremble and snap into a defensive stance.

Yet, no defense could stave it off.

“So poisonous, thank you.”

A disembodied, faint voice came and went.

Liu Qing felt a splitting headache as his vision spun wildly, and he collapsed onto the ground.

That familiar, cursed feeling!

Liu Qing cradled his head as tears streamed down his face.

In a silent instant, he was defeated—crushed without warning.

His Dao heart shattered completely!

Defeated for the third time, he couldn’t even discern who his assailant was.

Helpless, he collapsed on the ground.

Not only had the freshly picked peach vanished,

but also—

“Ah—my Tian Dan poison! Ahhh!”

Liu Qing’s tears flowed freely.

Had heaven’s injustice been aimed solely at him?!

That all-too-familiar style had stealthily struck him down. Liu Qing knew he was no match for his foe.

Yet the insult inflicted was deeply searing—

it wounded both his body and soul, and his enemy didn’t even bother to reveal themselves!

Liu Qing ran wildly through the Peach Grove in a frenzy.

Then—

He dashed into a ruined clearing.

There, he saw three corpses scattered on the ground…

He recognized Zhang Xuanhe and Zhang Xuanyu—

Then Liu Qing calmed down.

“It feels good to be alive.”

With a conflicted expression, he cast one last look at the fallen heroes of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect before deliberately refraining from triggering Xi Wangmu’s divine might, opting out of the Heroic Ascension contest.

Liu Qing had come to his senses.

He just wanted to survive.

Meanwhile, in the Peach Grove, fierce battles erupted everywhere, with powerful shockwaves relentlessly battering and ravaging the area.

From the Goldmane and the Thousand Chariots Buddha Kingdom’s Kala Master to the Jade Guanyin of the South Sea Purple Bamboo Grove, the alliance was formidable.

Their clash was nearly on par with the duel between Li Che and Zhang Xuanlei.

The ground was stripped of frost grass, leaving a pockmarked, steaming mess as smoke and vapor billowed upward.

Goldmane’s entire body seemed to burst with golden fur, his eyes blazing as if he were a legendary golden lion king.

Opposite him, Shi Xuan, one of the top heroes of the True Martial Divine Sect, was bathed in blood. Every pore oozed a dense metallic stench of gore.

Clenching his teeth, he didn’t take a single step back, his eyes blazing with unyielding, radiant golden light.

Divine Seed!

Qimen Divine Seed!

And three Qimen Divine Seeds in one go!

After detonating two Qimen Divine Seeds in succession, Shi Xuan gritted his teeth as he charged the third.

“Goldmane!”

“Come and fight!”

Shi Xuan gripped both arms tightly as a terrifying pressure erupted from him, sending dust and debris swirling, shattering the ground into powder.

His skin took on a ruddy hue, his eyes reduced to blazing white circles!

Thud, thud—

Flesh and blood exploded apart, as if the strained veins were about to break entirely.

He triggered the third Qimen Divine Seed—

a move that risked his very life.

Just as Shi Xuan once refused to detonate the fifth metal ring when facing Zhang Yuanlong—not because the latter was a brute—

now, facing Goldmane—a true savage from the Da Li barbarians of Witch God Mountain—

he had no choice but to accept his fate!

Boom, boom, boom!!!

The Peach Grove trembled with explosions as soft, muddy soil soared high into the air.

Shi Xuan detonated three Divine Seeds, unleashing the full fury of a True Martial Divine Sect hero!

At that moment, Shi Xuan even seemed to brush against the realm of Ultimate Martial Saints!

Behind Goldmane, the Golden Lion King’s visage towered. His golden hair flew as he looked on, slightly perplexed at the mad display of Shi Xuan.

These True Martial “madmen” would indeed risk their lives for a one-for-one showdown!

Meanwhile, in the West Lands of Buddhist Soil, Kala from the South Sea Purple Bamboo Grove’s Jade Guanyin faced off against two other top heroes of the True Martial Divine Sect.

Kala clashed with Shi Miao, and Jade Guanyin confronted Shi Jingang…

Their battles took on an almost crushing dominion.

Shi Miao and Shi Jingang were completely suppressed by their opponents.

Among the trio, Shi Xuan stood tallest; with his second round as a Martial Saint, he activated three Qimen Divine Seeds, his true body nearing the realm of Ultimate Martial Saints.

Boom!!!

A terrifying soundwave erupted, nearly detonating Shi Xuan’s third Divine Seed, only to have him slammed to the ground by a true Golden Lion King’s palm. He was flung aside, carving a dreadful trench in the earth!

Accompanied by a shockwave that left him dazed, his detonation was abruptly interrupted.

Before he could recover, Shi Xuan found himself trampled beneath the Golden Lion King’s feet.

“Do you really intend to commit suicide here? Even if you detonate all three Qimen Divine Seeds and reach your pinnacle, you won’t kill me.”

Goldmane, transformed into the Golden Lion King, fixed his enormous, lantern-like eyes on Shi Xuan.

“If you must die, then fight on the borders of Tongyou Road or in some remote village beyond True Martial Mountain. Dying here means nothing.

It’s the barbarian warriors of Da Li Wangting who slaughter villages along Tongyou Road—not me of Witch God Mountain.”

Shi Xuan, having heard this, ceased struggling.

Radiating heat, he collapsed into a deep, somnolent pit.

“I have disgraced the True Martial Divine Sect.”

Goldmane snatched away Shi Xuan’s peach.

Elsewhere, Kala and Jade Guanyin each took the peaches of Shi Miao and Shi Jingang—

but at the very moment the peaches were taken, a sound reminiscent of a funeral bell echoed, a resounding boom, with invisible shockwaves racing outward.

“Qianyuan Divine Sect’s top hero Li Che has successfully gathered five Five-Thousand-Year Peaches and ascended to the third round of the Heroic Ascension.”

“He has flown to the Seven-Thousand-Year Peach Orchard.”

Goldmane, Kala, and Jade Guanyin all looked up in astonishment.

“It’s him again!”

The disheveled, white-veiled Jade Guanyin’s enchanting eyes sparkled.

This name was not unfamiliar to her.

Qianyuan Divine Sect’s Li Bansheng—the first hero of the second round—was now the first to ascend to the third round.

Why was he always one step ahead?!

“Amitabha, if Li Che, our benefactor, wishes to advance, he must gather five peaches. How can he be so fast?”

Kala the monk couldn’t help but remark.

The three True Martial Divine Sect heroes, helped upright by one another, burst out laughing.

“Li Bansheng is truly formidable. We were eager to protect him, but then—

They shook their heads.

Goldmane reverted from his lion form, his eyes sparkling oddly: “Perhaps it’s a one-against-three scenario—”

“With three foes teaming up, Li Che managed to secure three peaches, and even encountered a slacker along the way—”

Goldmane exhaled deeply.

Li Che…

He still remembered his bet with Li Che!

“No wonder he’s so confident – he really is that strong!”

Goldmane squinted, unable to fathom how a single divine fetus transformation could yield such strength, but his rapid ascension was tangible proof of his achievements.

Shi Xuan and the other two withdrew from Bizarre Temple after invoking Xi Wangmu’s divine essence.

Thus ended their journey in the Heroic Ascension.

Kala clutched a golden staff in one hand and a golden bowl in the other.

“Amitabha—”

“Folks, cease your peeking. Step forth now—”

Kala’s red monk robe billowed as he swept his gaze over a part of the Peach Grove.

A roaring wind howled as peach tree branches swayed violently.

Then, from within the dense grove,

three figures slowly emerged from behind massive peach tree trunks.

“What a keen monk—you managed to spot our trail!”

Ning Cai, the top hero of the Seven Treasure Divine Sect, held aloft a divine weapon resembling a glass dome that masked their auras.

Beside Ning Cai were Gu Bajian, the top hero of Bashu Sword Pavilion, and Lu Shiyi, the foremost hero of Haoran Academy.

“I’m sorry, but you just survived a fierce battle. To advance, we have no choice but to strike.”

Gu Bajian of Bashu Sword Pavilion said nothing further.

Each step, his longsword at the waist began emitting a radiant, pulsating hum!

Then!

A pure white sword-light, as brilliant as flowing silk, burst forth, dazzling as mercury, pouring in torrents and unleashing a gale!

First came a flash of sword-light, followed by the echoing sword-song!

It was as if the shadow beneath a hundred-foot peach tree was cleaved apart!

Li Che’s ascent to the third round ignited the heroes.

Once he struck, he gave it all he had!

Swords crisscrossed, slicing through every tangible barrier!

It marked the commencement of the final battle!

Roaring winds tore through, mingling with swirling argon and nitrogen as everything was brutally rent asunder!

Countless peach trees and their massive roots, snaking like dragons in the soft earth, soared high.

A new path was swept open for Li Che, as dense, white immortal qi meandered mysteriously everywhere!

Stepping through the muddy ground as if propelled by the roots of a peach tree, Li Che soon found himself in a new orchard!

The Seven-Thousand-Year Peach Orchard!

Every peach tree soared skyward, over a hundred feet tall and as straight as a sword’s edge.

Li Che could feel the temperature spike dramatically the moment he set foot in this orchard!

Looking upward, he saw countless delicate leaves with intensely hot radiance streaming downward.

It was as if this orchard nearly brushed the very celestial dome of Hao Ri.

Yet Li Che knew that this dome of radiant light was, in fact, the famed Kunlun Mirror of the Three Pure Divine Rank!

His heart surged with passion.

“Indeed, at the Seven-Thousand-Year Orchard, the energetic aura grows stronger than ever – even the peach growth is intertwined with the light of the Kunlun Mirror.”

Li Che sat cross-legged. As the first man to set foot in this orchard, he settled down and, with a snap of his fingers, Yue Huanglong’s Spiritual Confinement re-emerged in a twisted form.

Once again, Li Che employed his familiar trick to harvest a peach.

In the Seven-Thousand-Year Orchard, only one peach per tree would be borne, with a total of six peaches across the orchard.

Frankly, that was rather few—

but the conditions for nurturing a Seven-Thousand-Year Peach must be exquisitely stringent.

Li Che wasn’t greedy; one peach was enough.

Seizing the moment while the Tianhe water curtain couldn’t locate him, he ordered Yue Huanglong to harvest one.

Perhaps because the orchard had changed, his familiar trick didn’t immediately trigger the Kunlun Mirror’s lethal beam.

Yue Huanglong, resolute and unflinching, risked his life to secure a Seven-Thousand-Year Peach, along with a significantly enhanced trace of the Kunlun Mirror’s radiant aura!

【Seven-Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Peach】!

Just holding that peach, Li Che could feel the boiling torrents of blood within him!

“What a treasure!”

Li Che’s eyes lit up.

His Pure Martial body craved it intensely…

So, Li Che decided to start devouring it right there in the orchard.

Of course, to prevent being accused of peach theft and losing his place, Li Che expanded the Cosmic Chessboard to shield himself.

The board was already refining the numerous rays captured from the burst of Yue Huanglong’s Spiritual Confinement and the Kunlun Mirror’s exploding light.

At that moment, when Li Che unleashed it, the board vibrated with a low roar, as if activating something important.

Deep in his chest, the Chess Sage Dao Fruit began to bounce furiously!

Within the tranquil Seven-Thousand-Year Orchard, where only Li Che was present, every inhalation stirred towering waves, with countless peach leaves rustling in the breeze!

Li Che’s heart pounded—was it working?!

He raised his hand and tapped a Mud Pellet at his brow.

At that moment, within the pellet, an explosive roar and tremor echoed; fifteen divine fetuses vibrated simultaneously, their divine essence boiling over!

Flesh tore apart violently on either side of his brow.

Suddenly, the Star Plucking Gaze appeared, its pupils interlaced with innumerable lines in a complex web!

Black and white radiance flashed in his Star Plucking Gaze and reflected eyes!

A shimmering stream flowed like a small river.

【Dao Fruit: Chess Sage (lv6 0%)】

Chess Sage!

The heavens spun and shifted!

And finally, complete transcendence!