Chapter 414: Fury Unleashed in the Crumbling City

Boom——!!!

A terrifying, deafening explosion roared like thunder crashing against the heavens!

The horrific sea of fire erupted in an instant, sending gigantic, world-shattering tidal waves cascading like apocalyptic horrors over a boundless ocean!

That colossal, pure white palm was formed from the White Abyss Calamity Fire – one of the three calamity fires within the Nine Calamities!

It was a supreme divine technique, fused from divinity, dao essence, and calamity fire!

White Abyss Fire Bone Claw!

It was also Zhao Beidou’s signature divine technique!

An intense murderous intent radiated from Zhao Beidou. He knew that Xie Yunshen might already be beyond rescue. Trapped within this city, the time needed to break through its walls was all the Underworld had to complete the assassination…

Thus, Zhao Beidou saw no need to struggle to break out of the Minor Cavern of the Heavens to rush to Xie Yunshen’s rescue.

Instead, he decided on a different approach – to cut his losses with sheer brutality!

If Xie Yunshen truly perished from the assassination, the Underworld would be forced to pay an enormous price!

And that was why Zhao Beidou spared no effort in unleashing his full cultivation and combat prowess, wreaking havoc throughout the city.

The ground cracked; hardly a building remained intact. Under the assault of the dreadful White Abyss Calamity Fire, every inch crumbled away!

Everything reduced to chaos, a complete wasteland!

Under such conditions, the Minor Cavern of the Heavens was nearly destroyed!

Without divine calamity advancements to mend its dao essence, repairing the cavern seemed nearly impossible – unless dozens or even hundreds of dao essence crystals were found…

Otherwise, the cavern would be doomed forever!

And that served Zhao Beidou’s purpose perfectly – besides, he intended to kill!

No matter the method of resurrection – illusion or some foul trick – any divine technique requires a living host. Surely there was one living person in this city!

So he set his sights on the Ogre, planning to kill it with a single punch.

However…

To Zhao Beidou’s surprise, Underworld Yama appeared out of thin air. Facing the fearsome divine technique of a Calamity Advancement, instead of dodging he brazenly twisted his waist and threw a punch!

Like an impetuous youth, he charged headlong into the fray!

Underworld Yama… merely a half-step Martial Saint!

How could he possibly stand against a Calamity Advancement’s lethal force?!

“Looking for death!”

White calamity fire danced in Zhao Beidou’s eyes, while the Mud Pellet on his brow trembled incessantly. His Heaven and Earth Soul raged, setting his divine nature ablaze!

Flames exploded into a dazzling ring, transforming into white gusts that expanded in concentric circles, surging and colliding wildly in every direction!

The terrifying, unique Heaven and Earth Soul of a calamity master burst forth, crushing like the weight of the heavens pulling the sky down.

It pounded relentlessly onto Underworld Yama!

Heavy, oppressive, suffocating…

Like a swimmer who suddenly finds himself drowning, an overwhelming despair surged as if drowning one’s very soul!

In that moment, both body and spirit felt weighed down, thoughts moving sluggishly under a crushing willpower!

Powerful!

So incredibly powerful!

Yet behind his stark black-and-white Yama mask, Li Che was exhilarated, brimming with battle fervor. His eyes burned like twin blazing suns!

Within his chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit pounded violently. The overwhelming Heaven and Earth Soul of the divine calamity advanced pressed down on him, sharpening his spiritual senses to the utmost!

Roar——!!!

A torrent of explosive furnace energy emerged, as dragons roared and elephants trumpeted, shaking the heavens and the earth!

His fingers clenched as he shattered the flow of primal energy, his arms twisting like coiled dragons, muscles and sinews conveying a terrifying power!

Eight brilliant orbs burst forth like a colossal dragon’s roar spanning the skies!

Facing the dreadful White Abyss Fire Bone Claw, he surged forward like an exquisitely honed divine blade, cleaving through the oppressive Heaven and Earth Soul!

Below him, an entire black rectangular structure exploded apart, shattering with countless resounding detonations!

Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant!

Boom——!!!

Fists and palms collided, and the entire Mo City trembled violently, as if every part was fracturing under unbearable strain!

The ground shook, birthing massive chasms stretching over a hundred yards.

A white inferno surged, engulfing everything!

Zhao Beidou’s hair flew wildly as his eyes burned with calamity fire. Behind him, a Wheel of Calamity radiated with light, suspended as his sleeves flapped in the wind.

Squinting, he watched the swirling, fragmented ink-dark dust reveal a towering figure.

Even with half-step Martial Saint power, the man had withstood his blow without dying!

Crackle, crackle, crackle——

As Mo City crumbled further, ink-dark raindrops began to fall from the heavens with thundering roars, fueled by the force to rapidly rebuild the city.

Smoke and dust spread uncontrollably.

The torrential raindrops seemed to freeze midair.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle——

Scorching heat surged, boiling over. As the ink mist slowly dispersed, thunderous waves of vital energy exploded like a furnace, releasing an extreme, searing heat as if entwined with divine dragons and elephants.

Within the furnace, eight blazing orbs interwove.

They unleashed an unparalleled brilliance and heat!

Tangible ripples of vital energy cascaded from the furnace, spreading outward until countless droplets evaporated into mist that swirled like ink clouds around Underworld Yama.

Accompanying the reverse flow of energy, endless black ink clouds surged upward then violently recoiled.

Thus, Underworld Yama’s figure seemed elevated to that of a demon god, magnificently framed by the cosmos.

Every breath Li Che exhaled expelled powerful gusts.

His ink-black robe had already burst apart, revealing a flawless, muscular physique. His stark mask rested on his face, while his long hair, cascading like a cape, reached his knees.

Behind him, the furnace’s remnant energy twined around his fists.

Li Che looked upward, his eyes burning fiercely as he glared at Zhao Beidou…

Yet Zhao Beidou’s eyes blazed with calamity fire, and within, his heart trembled with shock.

Who exactly was this man…?

How could a mere Martial Saint block a divine calamity’s might?!

Zhao Beidou’s Wheel of Calamity behind him suddenly flared with intensified brilliance. A crushing heavenly pressure slammed down.

With no worry for the threat of numerous calamities, he unleashed his full strength inside the cavern.

However, his all-out strike failed to shatter either the Ogre or Underworld Yama.

Instead, his blow was deflected!

“Good! Good! Good!”

Zhao Beidou roared three resounding cheers, each echoing through the void with growing majesty!

Here stood a divine calamity – could he really not kill a Martial Saint?

Today, he would slay this Underworld Yama and massacre all the fiends of the Underworld!

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Whoosh whoosh whoosh——

Chaotic winds howled as they swept into the Imperial Court’s camp.

Generals surged forward at breakneck speeds. Amid clashing armor, they gathered around Xie Yunshen, whose body shone with golden aura and seemed to resonate with the will of heaven!

Xie Yunshen stood tall, his feet planted on a Fortune Lotus, exuding an imposing presence.

“National Teacher!”

“It’s a relief to see you safe, National Teacher!”

“The Underworld’s assassins deserve death! Thankfully, with National Teacher under the protection of our nation’s fortune, he was spared calamity!”

……

Generals exhaled thunderously, their tense hearts finally easing – the cold sweat on their backs began to dissipate.

After all, if the commander of the mountain-destroying army were assassinated, these generals would share in an inescapable responsibility.

When Gu Qianchi saw Xie Yunshen unharmed, his gaunt face broke into a relieved smile.

His eyes shifted as he surveyed the horrific, sword-energy-wrapped mushroom cloud. The searing heat roiled within it.

This devastating war weapon was truly terrifying.

If he hadn’t intervened, allowing this weapon to rain down on the army could have resulted in massive casualties and a complete collapse of morale.

Gu Qianchi shook his head slightly, fully aware of the Underworld’s mysterious and elusive nature.

Especially now that the Underworld had allied with the enigmatic Qianyuan Divine Sect.

One must know that the Hunt God Pavilion is just as mysterious and formidable.

From the time the Bizarre Temple was born from the cosmos, the Hunt God Pavilion had already emerged, its mystique surpassing even that of the Underworld.

Because…

Gu Qianchi knew that the true stronghold of the Hunt God Pavilion lay within the Bizarre Temple.

Within the Bizarre Temple, the original battleground of the gods, the lethal assassins of the Hunt God Pavilion lurked.

For instance, the Ling Mountain of 【Black Xumi】, the Thirty-Third Heaven of 【Dark Heavenly Court】, the Hundred-Thousand Rivers of 【Ghostly Demon Den】, the Prison Lake of 【Yulian】…

There was no doubt that the origins of the Hunt God Pavilion were rooted in an ancient, indomitable force.

Gu Qianchi felt an immense wariness.

As for the Underworld…

Although it had displayed increasingly bizarre methods, it had yet to show the battle prowess of a divine calamity or Martial Saint – its divine might was insufficient to rouse Gu Qianchi’s fear.

With that thought, Gu Qianchi relaxed slightly, his heart lightened.

Gazing at Xie Yunshen, whose Fortune Lotus energy was gradually subsiding, his eyes burned with anticipation.

The Emperor indeed trusted Xie Yunshen, entrusting him with the weight of the Great Realm’s fortune.

Ahem, ahem, ahem……

Xie Yunshen’s Fortune Lotus dimmed, his face paling as his qi faltered, teetering on the brink of collapse.

“National Teacher, you must take care of yourself. Although the Fortune Lotus provides formidable power, your mortal body is inherently fragile – sustaining it demands every ounce of your spirit…”

Gu Qianchi admonished.

Xie Yunshen gasped heavily, his pallid face betraying his despair: “Damned Underworld! Without the Fortune Lotus, I fear I’d have met my end today…”

“An impressive assassination attempt, but I’m a cut above,”

Gu Qianchi admitted that a mere mortal blessed with the Great Realm’s fortune was indeed extraordinary.

Ning Caishen, Gu Cheng, and Huang Mei Great Master descended gracefully.

Huang Mei’s gaze fell upon Xie Yunshen, his heart stirred slightly. Xie Yunshen returned the glance, and for a fleeting moment, a knowing smile was shared.

Their eyes met – it was an unspoken understanding among masters of Spiritual Confinement!

They were all on the same side!

“National Teacher, shall we retreat?”

One general, his face grave, clasped his fists in salute and asked hesitantly while his armor clanged.

“Retreat?!”

“If we withdraw, we risk letting the Imperial Court’s forces be cowed by the Qianyuan Divine Sect. We should hold our positions and maintain the standoff for a while longer…”

“Isn’t the old Dragon God from the Dragon God lineage coming?”

“Then why retreat? The advantage is clearly ours!”

“But when the old Dragon God arrives, Daocheng might finally be breached. If at that point we still can’t break through…”

Xie Yunshen’s face turned as white as paper. He closed his eyes and shook his head, “Then, for the sake of the Imperial Court’s honor, we will simply attack another Divine Sect…”

Upon hearing this, the generals fell silent. To them, waging war on any Divine Sect was essentially the same.

They cared little about the specifics.

However, Gu Qianchi frowned. Xie Yunshen’s words implied something puzzling – attacking another Divine Sect?

Who would they target?

The assault on the Mountain-Destroying Sect and the Qianyuan Divine Sect made sense, but what reason was there to attack the others?

Among all the Divine Sects yet to pledge allegiance to the Imperial Court, the Qianyuan Divine Sect was the easiest to deal with…

South Sea Purple Bamboo Grove? Xiao Lingyin Temple in Xiling? Or perhaps… the Celestial Master’s Purple Mansion Divine Sect?!

These Divine Sects were far stronger than the Qianyuan Divine Sect!

“What is the status of Zhao Beidou? The Underworld seems to have spirited him away by mysterious means… any news?”

Gu Qianchi didn’t overthink it. After all, the Imperial Court’s forces would never dare attack the Bashu Sword Pavilion – that was enough.

Only then did he think of Zhao Beidou.

Yet he felt little worry.

After all, Zhao Beidou was a divine calamity – a divine calamity rarely falls so easily!

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Daocheng.

Snow swirled in torrents.

On the city towers, one silhouette after another stood guard.

The Qian Kun Plaque soared skyward as the void tore open, revealing Ancestral Patriarch Lü Qiankun at the mountain gate.

“What a pity…”

Lü Qiankun’s keen sight quickly discerned that Xie Yunshen had relied on the Fortune Lotus’s power – which led to the failed assassination.

Had the assassination succeeded and Xie Yunshen died, the Imperial forces would have retreated, ensuring the temporary security of the Qianyuan Divine Sect…

Without another sign, Lü Qiankun returned to the Qian Kun Plaque’s cavern, reestablishing his dominion at the mountain gate.

Meanwhile, Feng Zhiqi, Monitor Hong Shifo, and others, who had originally set out to watch the battle, returned to Daocheng once they confirmed the assassination had failed, entering a state of war readiness.

A suffocating, heavy gloom pervaded everyone’s heart.

The pressure was as immense as a mountain!

And none dared relax; under the weight of the Imperial Court’s forces, they strove to bolster their strength for the upcoming siege.

Feng Zhiqi drew a deep breath. Even though he had barely broken through to a fourfold Martial Saint, he now deeply felt his own shortcomings.

There was no room for slacking – he had to grow stronger. After all, he was now irrevocably bonded to the Qianyuan Divine Sect.

If Qianyuan fell, he would be doomed by the calamity.

He couldn’t help glancing toward the Divine Sect Mountain Gate, his eyes steely.

Lü Taibai was in seclusion, attempting to break through his limits – would he succeed?

But even if he did, what of it?

Fighting against the Imperial Court with the might of a single sect was undeniably a struggle.

After all, the Qianyuan Divine Sect…

was no longer like Qitian Temple of old!

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Rumble——!!!

Mo City trembled incessantly, with terrifying collisions and explosions!

The earth cracked and mountains collapsed!

Countless massive fissures opened on the ground of Mo City, from which sizzling hot streams erupted uncontrollably.

Boom!

The ground instantly split open into a massive chasm. A colossal white flaming hand slammed down, unleashing a burst of energy that sent shockwaves rippling outward!

“You only know how to run?”

Zhao Beidou floated in midair and spoke coldly, his eyes exuding a chilling, murderous aura.

His gaze tracked the frantic sprint of Underworld Yama, a snarl curling his lips.

Although Underworld Yama possessed peerless physique and martial prowess, he was no match for the might of the White Abyss Calamity Fire.

If given the chance, Zhao Beidou would crush that insignificant insect completely.

“This cavern… won’t hold up much longer.”

Zhao Beidou’s eyes darkened as he swept his gaze over Mo City—which had become nothing but ruins, with crisscrossing cracks on the verge of collapse.

If the battle continued, this cavern would surely shatter under the strain.

Suddenly, Zhao Beidou hesitated to let the cavern break apart.

For if it did, Underworld Yama might just find a way to escape with his life.

At that moment, as Zhao Beidou reined in some of his calamity fire,

Li Che’s golden eyes flared as he stamped his feet heavily; the ground beneath him caved in with a mighty roar.

He abruptly looked upward, his eyes filled with unwavering battle intent.

In that instant, an overwhelming fighting spirit surged from Li Che’s chest!

He slammed his palms forward.

Inside his chest, the Thunder Magnetic Conduit Dao Fruit burst with power!

Countless bolts of black and gold lightning surged out like coiled serpents, accompanied by the splitting of the earth—transforming into the Prison Thunder Network that encircled Zhao Beidou.

“Huh?!”

“Divine Xiao Thunder?!”

Zhao Beidou’s eyes flickered with shock.

Could it be that Underworld Yama possessed the catastrophic power of Divine Xiao Thunder?

“But it’s too weak…”

The intensity contained within Divine Xiao Thunder was far below expectations.

Seeing the Prison Thunder Network that had formed a cage around him, Zhao Beidou laughed softly and clenched his fist. The chilling White Abyss Calamity Fire then transformed into a long blade as he decisively hacked through the lightning barrier!

In an instant, he cleaved the Prison Thunder Network apart!

Suddenly,

a chill ran down Zhao Beidou’s spine.

For, at the very moment when Underworld Yama, whom he had been relentlessly pursuing, straightened up – the man abruptly vanished into thin air!

At the same time, Li Che, donning his stark black-and-white Yama mask, his torn garments revealing a powerful, chiseled physique as if cast in gold, stood formidable.

As the Prison Thunder Network confined Zhao Beidou, Li Che raised his hand and tapped his brow.

The Cosmic Chessboard expanded its web.

The Heaven and Earth Soul seemed to drop a chess piece onto the board.

Where the piece fell became the pivot of movement!

And that chess piece…

landed right beside Zhao Beidou!

Within a thirty-foot radius!

As Li Che’s fingers grasped the piece, his eyes sparkled with a dazzling brilliance right by Zhao Beidou’s side.

“Looking for death.”

Zhao Beidou shot Underworld Yama a sideways glance as the Wheel of Calamity behind him flared with radiant light!

A crushing heavenly pressure crashed down.

His white abyss fire coalesced into an extraordinarily sharp long blade as he twisted his body and swung it toward Underworld Yama’s neck, intent on beheading him!

But…

Li Che’s eyes gleamed brilliantly as three Dao Fruits in his chest began to pulsate wildly.

The Dragon Elephant Vajra, Chess Sage, and Painted Immortal Dao Fruits!

They beat out sound like three massive bronze gongs, their reverberations cracking open with ferocious power!

Dragon Elephant Vajra – peerless and unrivaled!

Dao Induction ignited, fusing the Dragon Elephant’s might!

Li Che’s entire qi ignited in an instant, with every sinew vibrating with overwhelming raw martial energy!

His spinal column roared like a great celestial dragon as one miraculous seed after another flashed into existence, converging within the Dragon Elephant Furnace!

It was as if the elixirs of the Nine Heavens were being refined to perfection!

And besides that!

The Chess Sage Dao Fruit plotted with meticulous strategy!

Heaven-Defying half-step – My might is absolute!

A thirty-foot expanse of Heaven-Defying Domain burst forth, engulfing Zhao Beidou entirely!

A vast chessboard spread out before him!

The crushing pressure, like a landslide of mountains, made Zhao Beidou’s eyes narrow in determination!

“Heavenly Might?! Divine Calamity?! No! This isn’t right!”

“Your so-called Heavenly Might… is fake! All of it is fake!”

Boom!!!!!

Zhao Beidou felt an unseen force, like the immutable rules of dao essence, descend upon him, threatening to pull him down and sever his cultivation!

It was as if he were falling back into the state of a Divine Nucleus Great God!

It felt like time was reversing, as if the years were flowing backwards!

Zhao Beidou was both shocked and enraged – what kind of devious method was this?!

How could the Underworld’s tactics be so endlessly unpredictable?!

With a long roar, Zhao Beidou unleashed every hidden trump card. Behind him, the calamity wheel burst forth with dazzling brilliance as White Abyss Calamity Fire erupted into countless slashing blades that rained wildly all around. His very being radiated divine calamity might!

Boom!

Even his waning cultivation was steadied, the oppressive Heavenly Domain held at bay, allowing him to reclaim his peak!

Li Che’s gaze burned fiercely, brilliant and determined!

His heart stirred with an unyielding resolve.

Although the Heavenly Domain could suppress an opponent’s cultivation and drag it down to its level, there was a catch…

If Zhao Beidou’s cultivation far exceeded Li Che’s, the suppressive effect of the Heavenly Domain would vanish in a breath!

In less than one heartbeat, Zhao Beidou felt the Heavenly Domain’s influence dissipate completely!

Clearly, there was still a vast gap in cultivation between the divine calamity master and Li Che!

But…

It was enough!

For while the Heavenly Domain failed to drag Zhao Beidou down to the level of a Divine Nucleus Great God, it left his qi utterly depleted!

And that was Li Che’s chance!

The Painted Immortal Dao Fruit trembled as the Divine Technique – Mo City Domination – activated!

Amid the ruined Mo City, twisted figures of Spiritual Confinement materialized one by one. Threads of energy swarmed madly toward the split image wearing the Ogre Mask!

Indeed…

Li Che did not let the unified force of these Spiritual Confinement giants converge upon him.

There was no need!

His goal was to amplify the strength of his clone – to make it even more formidable!

So powerful that it could bear his Eight Mysterious Gates force!

His clone would shield him from harm!

And now, if Li Che wished to slay the divine calamity, he had only to… ignite the Eighth Mysterious Gate!

Only such might, sparked by an explosive surge of qi, could trigger a transformation of quality!

But at present, Li Che’s mortal body could never endure the Eighth Mysterious Gate…

Yet he had his clone to absorb the impact!

All he needed was…

to throw a punch!

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Zhao Beidou’s eyes narrowed as he sensed that beneath him, the energies of the puppets were frantically converging toward the Ogre.

This left Zhao Beidou baffled and dumbfounded.

Was it…?

What was he planning?!

Why not channel that power onto Underworld Yama instead?

Yet it was being directed at the Ogre!

Had Underworld Yama made a critical mistake in the heat of battle?!

But in the next moment, Zhao Beidou realized his error.

For Li Che, with his golden hair streaming like banners, clenched his fist so tightly that space itself burst under his grip!

Space shattered!

That punch… possessed the might of a Martial Saint!

Zhao Beidou’s hair stood on end!

“Come on, Old Deng!”

“Witness my punch!”

“Unleash it all!”

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang——!!!

The sound of seven divine seeds exploding in succession thundered forth!

From feeble to mighty, the roar was as resounding as thunder!

Li Che’s eyes shone with an extreme brilliance. Within his chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit roared with excitement; he could even hear its exhilarated, roaring cry!

Within his spine, the eighth golden vortex of qi blazed with dazzling splendor!

The Eighth Mysterious Gate!

A dazzling myriad of splendor!

Explode for me!!!

Boom——!!!

As his words echoed like thunder in Zhao Beidou’s ears, it was as if a celestial calamity had struck!

Rumble, rumble——

It was almost tangible – the eighth divine seed seemed to be devoured by a terrifying force, slowly collapsing!

Meanwhile, the clone that had absorbed all the Underworld fiends’ energy swelled instantly. Wounds raked across its surface, forming a lattice of ghastly scars!

It resembled porcelain that had been struck a million times by an overwhelming force!

“Ah——!!!”

The clone spread its arms wide, letting out a piercing roar.

The devastation on its body seemed to spread to the very surface of Mo City.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom——!

The surface of Mo City could no longer withstand the force and shattered into pieces!

The outskirts of Mo City collapsed in a rapid descent into oblivion!

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

“You lunatic!!!”

Zhao Beidou could feel the explosive, rapidly expanding vital energy of Underworld Yama, surging with terrifying speed!

That boundless surge of energy easily surpassed the constraints of a Martial Saint!

A Martial Saint!

This was…

A Martial Saint!

Underworld Yama had somehow ascended to Martial Saint level?!

And not just any Martial Saint!

No!

Ordinary Martial Saints would never muster such overwhelming vital energy!

It was incomprehensible!

Unthinkable!

How could Underworld Yama’s mortal body possibly withstand such force?!

He was courting death!

And trying to drag me to hell along with him?!

In Zhao Beidou’s eyes, Underworld Yama’s punch was nothing short of a suicidal strike – a force no Martial Saint, hardened by countless calamities, could survive!

Fury and terror mingled in Zhao Beidou’s eyes – a rare glimpse of fear at the face of death!

That was the dread of confronting one’s own demise!

For a divine calamity master, only when facing the full brunt of the Three Calamities can one truly feel the terror of death!

Explosive White Abyss Calamity Fire surged from his being as Zhao Beidou roared, forced to unveil his ultimate trump card.

Behind him, the Wheel of Calamity cracked with a snap – a fracture materialized!

In a heartbeat, his entire body was engulfed in calamitous fire!

A divine calamity method rarely used – to scorch oneself with calamity fire in exchange for overwhelming power!

Boom——!!!

Underworld Yama’s eyes blazed, bursting forth like twin colossal bulbs of light!

With one step, the void itself shattered under the unbearable force!

It was as though he had stepped on shattered glass, sending fragments flying everywhere!

Boiling vital energy!

At the moment Li Che’s fist closed, it was as if behind him, a benevolent qilin, bathed in golden light, materialized!

A punch sealed with swirling imprints!

Beneath flesh as translucent as glazed glass, every vein was starkly visible, with golden blood flowing like molten mercury!

The Eighth Mysterious Gate!

Mystical Divine Seed!

Qilin’s Sinister Seal!

Every drop of blood roared, as organs and meridians trembled uncontrollably!

It was a dire warning to Li Che –

That delivering this punch… might cost him his life!

Yet Li Che’s eyes remained fiercely bright, heedless of the warning!

At this moment, one thought consumed him entirely:

“Punch!”

“Punch!”

With determination like a descending tiger and the stealth of a hidden dragon,

his resolve was as unyielding as iron!

Even if the Mo City clone bore the brunt of the impact, Li Che’s body was already splintered by searing, gushing blood!

But Li Che cared not!

He hurled his punch horizontally!

Amid the collapse of Mo City and the explosion of his clone…

his boiling punch transformed into a soaring qilin strike!

It struck fiercely, and noticing the imminent threat of calamity, Zhao Beidou’s adversary decisively shattered his Wheel of Calamity, unleashing Zhao Beidou’s final trump card!

Boom! An exquisitely exploding punch, like the final dance of a celestial deity upon the mortal realm!

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