Chapter 434: Echoes of Promises and Celestial Battles

Large, fluffy clouds looked as white and soft as cotton candy, drifting across the deep blue sky.

The radiant sunlight poured down from above, illuminating the clouds and outlining them with glistening golden edges. The entire sky was awash with a dreamlike glow.

A gentle breeze stirred, cool and steady.

Li Che sat under the eaves in the courtyard, carefully unfolding the letter sent by Elder Jiao Shaoqiu.

The wind ruffled his ink-black robe and tousled his strong, wind-swept hair.

He dusted off the letter and slowly read it. Its contents were brief and straightforward. Once finished, Li Che neatly folded it away.

Tang Sanjia’s letter confirmed exactly what Li Che had suspected.

When he left Jin Guang Mansion, Tang Sanjia had entrusted Li Che with treasures from the Tang Clan’s mechanical arts, with the clear intention that once Li Che mastered both the Mechanical Art and the Divine Eagle Technique, he would return to help repair a Mechanical Beast.

Having made that promise, Li Che naturally could not refuse.

Indeed, the Tang Clan’s mechanisms Tang Sanjia provided had brought Li Che considerable benefit. It was thanks to Tang Sanjia’s treatises that Li Che achieved rapid progress in the art of mechanical devices.

Whether it was the Blood-Yang Nine Divine Vajra Ape or the Twin-Winged Little Yinglong King, these half-epic Mechanical Beasts greatly aided him.

They also significantly boosted his mastery of the 【Xiangong】 Dao Fruit cultivation.

With a gentle smile, Li Che carefully put the letter away.

His wife, Zhang Ya, glanced at him, her eyes shining as she asked, “Husband, are you going back to Jin Guang Mansion?”

Li Che nodded.

“What about it? Do you want to come along too?” he asked with a smile as he looked at Zhang Ya.

After a moment’s hesitation, Zhang Ya shook her head. “Let’s wait until XiXi returns. Jin Guang Mansion holds all our cherished memories.”

“I want our whole family to go together,” he replied.

Hearing this, Li Che ruffled his wife’s hair, letting his fingers gently run through her smooth, black locks, and smiled softly, “Alright.”

Yet for Li Che, returning to Jin Guang Mansion was merely a matter of a few Flying Star shifts.

At his current strength, the distances within any given domain were trivial.

He slowly stood up and stretched his muscles.

In an instant, a brilliant silver sword light shot out and returned in a flash.

It landed outside the courtyard as he strode out briskly.

An overwhelming calamity force burst forth like boiling water, surging like a raging torrent that filled every corner of the courtyard with a heavy, oppressive vibe.

This was due to the fact that, fresh from his breakthrough, he still couldn’t fully control his own calamity power.

Lü Taibai’s hair whipped wildly in the wind; the despair and bewilderment in his eyes had vanished, replaced solely by joy.

“Thank you, Ah Che,” Lü Taibai said, bowing with clasped fists.

He looked at Li Che with deep respect.

Despite being the Sect Leader, he had bowed with great courtesy before Li Che, an Elder.

Li Che quickly replied, “Sect Leader, what are you doing? You’re practically bowing me into submission.”

Lü Taibai burst into hearty laughter, “Thank you for contacting the Underworld and helping Qianyuan Divine Sect overcome their crisis! Without the Underworld’s aid, Qianyuan Divine Sect might have perished at my hands…”

The Imperial Army truly was formidable – one could even say extraordinarily powerful.

Whether it was during the first campaign to demolish a mountain or the second, their survival hinged on the Underworld’s intervention.

During the second campaign, even the Underworld’s higher-ups made an appearance.

Since Lü Taibai had attempted a breakthrough in the Bizarre Temple of the Three-Eyed True Sovereign, his awareness of the outside world had dimmed considerably, leaving him almost oblivious to current events.

However, immediately after emerging from the barrier, Fang Han Shu briefly explained the situation to him – even explicitly naming the Underworld’s top figure, the Ghost Emperor above Yama, who had come to Qianyuan Divine Sect’s aid.

“Sect Leader, there’s no need for such thanks. XiXi is our young lord, and as an Elder of Qianyuan, I consider our sect as our family. We would naturally do everything in our power to protect our home.”

A gentle smile graced Li Che’s face.

When he wasn’t wearing his mask, he had always appeared gentle, honest, and harmless.

Only by donning the mask did his emotions and inner workings become visible.

Lü Taibai nodded, “Since Xie Yunshen has withdrawn, he likely won’t return anytime soon. At least, not in the near future. After all, Qitian City is about to open.”

Li Che’s expression gradually grew solemn. Qitian City…

“Qitian City – the sacred legacy site left behind by the once-mighty top sect of Qitian Temple, a legacy of the Three Pure Ones locked within the Bizarre Temple between the Inner and Earthly Weird Sanctuaries…”

“And after its long decline and subsequent division among rival factions, the Bizarre Temple has reopened. This may finally unveil unimaginable resources; those who once parceled up Qitian City’s assets will unquestionably be even more eager to reclaim the complete inheritance.”

Lü Taibai’s aura fluctuated; he was still unable to fully harness his newfound power after his breakthrough.

He exhaled deeply, “As for us, who never received the Qitian legacy, we naturally want to take our shot at it.”

“This trip to Qitian City is crucial. I will accompany you, for our Ancestral Patriarch values this journey above all, and his time is nearly up.”

Li Che nodded in quiet agreement.

“Only upon reaching the Divine Calamity realm does one truly understand the overwhelming will of Heaven and Earth, where the three disasters and nine calamitous trials constantly hang over one’s head like a razor-sharp sword.”

Lü Taibai shook his head.

His gaze fell upon Li Che as he said, “Ah Che, I’ve now broken through to the Divine Calamity realm. Most of the time, I must retreat into the Bizarre Temple to cultivate further, which is why the position of Sect Leader of Qianyuan Divine Sect… once XiXi returns for training, the handover might soon be complete.”

“As young lord, XiXi is destined to take over. With me stepping down as Sect Leader, she naturally ascends.”

Lü Taibai’s words stunned Li Che.

What?!

Li Che nearly choked, “Seven years old…”

A seven-year-old leading a sect…

It did sound impressive, but perhaps it was too soon?

After all, the little one was still very young.

Lü Taibai laughed, “So what if she’s seven? Her battle prowess isn’t weak. With the mechanical arts you’ve taught her, she could even go toe-to-toe with a Martial Saint. Besides, with you and Old Fang supporting her, her position is rock solid.”

“Especially you, kid… I suddenly find you hard to read.”

“And with you around, the Underworld’s power is at our disposal. That guarantees little XiXi will firmly hold the seat of Sect Leader.”

“After all, it isn’t that I’ve died. I only need to hide away, much like our Ancestral Patriarch, to consolidate my calamity power.”

“The position of Sect Leader is destined for the little one. Early or late, it makes no difference.”

“Her current strength may seem lacking, but that’s only due to her age. The future holds unlimited potential for her to become the true head of Qianyuan Divine Sect.”

“Within the sect, if anyone dares dissent, I’ll go and set them straight.”

Lü Taibai swept his broad sleeves aside, as if summoning the wind, and chuckled.

Li Che smiled warmly, “Indeed, Qianyuan Divine Sect is still at its peak. With our Ancestral Patriarch, the Sect Leader, and with Old Fang and the others supporting us… really, little XiXi just needs to serve as a good luck charm for now.”

“Ha! A mascot? That’s a perfect description,” Lü Taibai roared with laughter.

Lü Taibai laughed heartily.

“When the little one returns from her training, the succession ceremony will take place. It’s about time some responsibilities were handed over to her.”

Li Che’s eyes gleamed as he looked at Lü Taibai. “With two Divine Calamities guarding Qianyuan and our Ancestral Patriarch at a disastrous two-trial level, plus the Sect Leader… our ranking among the top divine sects in the Eleven Routes of Dajing should rise significantly, right?”

Lü Taibai squinted, “It should… we might break into the top five at least, though reaching the top three would be a long shot.”

“In my opinion, the top three belong to the Purple Mansion Divine Sect of the Heavenly Master Path, Xiao Lingyin Temple of Xiling Road, and the South Sea Purple Bamboo Grove. In those sects, there are undoubtedly two or more Divine Calamity or Martial God powerhouses.”

“Not to mention, the Heavenly Master Path’s Purple Mansion Divine Sect surely has more than two Divine Calamities.”

Lü Taibai said gravely.

“The Purple Mansion Divine Sect practices a harmonious path with the Temple Spirit. Their rapid ascent is fueled by the favor of the Temple Spirit. Moreover, as one of the oldest sects, they shone brightly back in the heyday of Qitian Temple and were by no means weak.”

Lü Taibai’s tone grew somber as he spoke of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect.

At the Young Dragon Championship, when little XiXi slew the first young dragon, Zhang Yunlong, it seemed that a deep grudge had already been formed.

In fact, one of the purposes behind the Imperial Court’s Peach Festival was to sow discord among the divine sects, preventing them from uniting.

Lü Taibai declared confidently, “With the reopening of Qitian City, the Purple Mansion Divine Sect will surely not stand aside. They might even try to recreate the grandeur of Qitian Temple!”

“The splendor of Qitian Temple?”

Li Che squinted his eyes.

Lü Taibai’s silver hair danced wildly as he proclaimed, “Yes! Half the world’s fortune converges for Qitian’s glory!”

“When the mists of the Bizarre Temple rise and the Imperial Court sends Xie Yunshen to demolish the sect, it’s all for the sake of gathering fortune. As for ancient sects like Purple Mansion, Xiao Lingyin Temple, and South Sea Purple Bamboo Grove, they surely won’t remain idle.”

Li Che’s eyes shifted with renewed contemplation.

Gathering fortune, huh?

Wasn’t everything Xie Yunshen did aimed precisely at that?

This fortune…

The Imperial Court gathers, Purple Mansion gathers, Xiao Lingyin gathers…

So why not let the Underworld gather a little too?

……

……

Lü Taibai didn’t linger in the courtyard. His fluctuating aura constantly affected the will of Heaven and Earth.

Lü Taibai had consolidated the Three Disaster Dao Position. Now that he had broken into the Divine Calamity realm, it was with the annihilating God-Wind technique.

While other Divine Calamities managed to pass a trial after trial, their Dao Positions remained fixed on the later calamities.

But Lü Taibai, with his Dao Position fixed on disaster, naturally surpassed ordinary Divine Calamities in both Dao essence and calamity power.

Breaking through the Divine Calamity realm involved three elements. First, one had to consolidate a Dao Position. Once that was set, the trial would follow, and successfully passing it and opening a Minor Cavern of the Heavens signified a true breakthrough…

Consolidating one’s Dao Position was akin to earning a spot on the divine roster – a prerequisite for advancing in the Divine Calamity realm.

Li Che learned a great deal from Lü Taibai.

Just as the Old Dragon God once managed, on his own, to hold his ground against seven cultivators at the one-trial level in the Dragon God realm – all thanks to his cultivation of the Ancestral Dragon Calamity and consolidating his Ancestral Dragon Dao Position, which in the Dragon God path meant that three Ancestral Dragon Calamities corresponded to three disasters…

Hence, his battle prowess was a cut above the rest.

Now, with Lü Taibai being a sword cultivator and having consolidated the Three Disaster Dao Position, his strength was nothing short of extraordinary.

“Three Disasters, Nine Calamities, Three Ancestral Dragon Calamities…”

Inside the Study, Li Che sat quietly, pouring himself a cup of hot tea and savoring it.

He raised his hand and sent out a fine, threadlike purple flame of Dao Calamity.

“Does that mean my Dao Calamity is even greater than the Three Disasters and the Three Ancestral Dragon Calamities?”

Li Che’s eyes sparkled thoughtfully.

Based on the reaction of the will of Heaven and Earth earlier, he felt that the power of his Dao Calamity was truly extraordinary.

After all…

It was the product of a matured Dao Fruit!

The flame danced around his fingers. With a flick, the fire dispersed, and his mind immersed itself into the Dao Calamity space.

Roar—!!!

The terrifying Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame instantly transformed into a dreadful, towering purple inferno. A massive fire demon elephant seemed to span the heavens and earth.

Oppressive, terrifying, and all-consuming…

Its heavy steps pounded down like mountains collapsing and the skies falling apart.

Li Che could barely hold on for half a breath.

Before long, he was kicked out of the Dao Calamity space…

His eyes opened; the purple flames flickered as Li Che, resolute and spirited, continued to endure the burning Dao Calamity fire within that space.

After what felt like an eternity of torment,

Li Che wearily opened his eyes. The cultivation was grueling – the Dao Calamity fire was overwhelmingly powerful and its pressure suffocating.

Facing the wrath of the Dao Calamity fire, he couldn’t employ the Eight Mysterious Gates techniques. He had to rely solely on his body to bear the strain.

“Hoo—”

“Sigh—”

Distorted energies rippled all over his body.

He opened and closed his eyes before taking out a Three Pure Ones Divine Crystal, starting to absorb its energy in cultivation.

Gazing at the nearly spent Divine Crystal in his palm, Li Che massaged his eyebrows. He possessed countless Divine Seeds, among which were Three Pure Ones Divine Seeds like the Fa Tian Xiang Di Luminous True Primate that demanded enormous amounts of divine energy.

A single Three Pure Ones Divine Crystal simply wasn’t enough.

“Last time, when we killed the Old Dragon God… instead of using Spiritual Confinement, we directly merged him into the Ten Ominous Ink Splatter Scroll. Now that the Old Dragon God is gone, only Fan Hai Jiuying – one of the ten ominous ones – remains…”

“All of the Old Dragon God’s treasures are lost as well.”

Li Che sighed softly.

Yet, he wasn’t overly disappointed. An entity like the Old Dragon God, reaching the end of his lifespan, would have mostly contributed his treasures to his race.

After all, there likely weren’t many treasures to begin with…

After a while of cultivation, Li Che entered Mo City to refine various Transcendent True Martial Ways.

Having mastered the Celestial Seed Martial Art of Qilin Sealing Inscription, Li Che realized that beyond Transcendent True Martial Ways lay a new martial realm.

He planned to elaborate on and elevate the martial arts derived from the Eight Mysterious Gates Divine Seeds to the level of Celestial Seed Martial Arts.

Furthermore, he couldn’t neglect his cultivation of the Celestial Seed Martial Art of Qilin Sealing Inscription.

He still had much to improve on; his current prowess was only a fraction of its potential.

“Martial God… Martial Immortal…”

“What is a Martial Immortal? Converting every Divine Seed of the Eight Mysterious Gates into a Celestial Seed—if you’re not a celestial, then you might as well be one!”

Li Che secretly set a new goal for his forthcoming martial cultivation.

Of course, he knew this goal was far more challenging than his previous task of channeling the eight Divine Seeds of the Mysterious Gates.

It demanded significantly more from his physical endurance, and the power of Celestial Seed Martial Arts far exceeded that of Divine Seed Martial Arts.

But Li Che never feared challenges.

This world was cruel.

For instance, if Qianyuan Divine Sect hadn’t received the Underworld’s help and protection this time, it would have crumbled apart.

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With Daocheng breached, the disciples and elders of Qianyuan Divine Sect would be slaughtered.

Without strength, you cannot protect what you hold dear.

Thus, Li Che’s philosophy was simple: become strong enough to protect the ones you love!

Be it your daughter, your wife, or your home.

And the Imperial Court now loomed before him like an insurmountable mountain.

“Does the Imperial Court have Divine Calamities? They must… The Court’s foundation and that of a divine sect differ. Once an empire is established and fortune is gathered to rule for so many years, it is bound to produce Divine Calamity masters.”

“It’s even possible that the founding Patriarch of the Great Realm might still be alive.”

Li Che exhaled slowly, the energy in the room surging unpredictably.

Underestimating the Imperial Court was simply not an option.

That’s why, this time when facing the Imperial Army’s campaign against them, Li Che did not launch an overt, head-on assault.

Armed with the war machine, the Guanyin Lotus Main Battle Tank, Li Che knew that cutting through the Imperial Army would not be difficult.

Perhaps when facing top-tier adversaries the Main Battle Tank might be stretched thin, but when dealing with low-level foes, it was in a class of its own.

After a period of reflection and analysis inside his study,

Li Che concluded his training for the day.

He stood up, his ink-black robe adorned with a tattooed golden lotus billowed gracefully. Lifting his hand, the Feilei Chess Piece in his grasp shone brilliantly.

The moment his fingers closed around it, he vanished from the Study.

Moments later, he appeared outside Daocheng.

The Cosmic Chessboard erupted skyward in a thunderous display, expanding to its utmost extent. Amidst the symmetry of the slanting star formations, Li Che stepped forward like a shooting star traversing the skies…

Step after step, he moved as if condensing the vast mountains and rivers beneath his feet.

……

……

Boom—!!!

A thunderous roar echoed, the oppressive sound striking as the waves on the Grand Canal erupted into tumultuous, agitated surges.

Countless gusts of frigid wind howled relentlessly.

Massive Xuan Tie Lingmu Warships, dark as night, pressed down upon the Grand Canal. Their cumbersome hulls split the water as they charged through the wind and waves.

The dense smoke rising from the canal was torn apart in a chaotic clash!

One after another, Xuan Tie Lingmu Warships, bristling with an aura of dread and oppression, slowly made their way across the vast waters of the Grand Canal.

Carved on both sides of the ships were fierce, demonic patterns wrought from Xuan Tie Lingmu, their presence exuding an air of merciless bloodshed.

Clang, clang—clang, clang—

Battle flags fluttered wildly in the wind.

Ahead, Guangling Daocheng loomed into view.

Xie Yunshen, draped in a crane-shaped cloak with simple underclothes, sat weakly on a chair while gently fanning himself with a feather fan.

Beside him, Gu Qianchi stood silently, his eyes filled with peculiar intensity.

Top-tier experts like Ning Caishen, Gu Cheng, and Huang Mei Great Master all bore slightly uncanny expressions.

The gates of Guangling Daocheng were tightly sealed.

They were completely locked down.

Atop the city walls, the Divine Guard Army of Guangling Daocheng was rapidly arrayed – reminiscent of the formation they adopted when facing the Imperial Army at Daocheng.

“Demolish the sect!”

Xie Yunshen squinted, a slight smile playing on his lips.

With a swift motion, his feather fan pointed sharply at the ancient walls of Guangling Daocheng.

Boom, boom, boom—!!!

Huang Mei Great Master charged forward like a one-man army, leaping skyward as his top-tier aura exploded in a spectacular burst!

Shortly after, other top-tier figures such as Ning Caishen and Gu Cheng also began to display their might and aura.

Boom, boom, boom, boom—

A terrifying power roiled across the heavens, churning restlessly.

In an instant, the falling snow melted away, transforming into a torrential downpour over Guangling Daocheng as it raged uncontrollably!

At that moment, the three top-tier auras unleashed an overwhelming assault.

The majestic and ancient Guangling Daocheng shuddered violently.

It trembled in terror and despair!

Within Guangling Daocheng, the millennial aristocrats and top-tier experts could only look on in bewildered shock.

Hadn’t the Heavenly Master Path’s sect already submitted to the Great Jing Court?

Then why…

Why did the Imperial Army, campaigning against Qianyuan, appear just outside Guangling Daocheng?!

If they couldn’t break Qianyuan, would they turn their sights on Guangling instead?

Do they deliberately pick on the weak?

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Commanding the Imperial Army, Xie Yunshen immediately launched a full-scale assault upon reaching Guangling Daocheng, without any hesitation.

The army, desperate for a victory after Qianyuan Daocheng’s two crushing defeats that had sapped their momentum by nearly seventy percent, needed a triumphant battle to rekindle their fighting spirit and resolve!

While Guangling Daocheng was under attack, Li Che used his Flying Star shift to return to Jin Guang Mansion in Yunzhou under Lingnan Path with just a few steps.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The north wind howled, carrying a surging cold wave across towering mountains, drenching the world in chilling frost!

Enormous snowflakes tumbled through the air, piling up thickly on the mountain paths, blanketing the entire Shendiao Ridge in pure, untouched white.

Many drifting snowflakes fell to the ground, only to be swept up by the wind, forming swirling, icy mists that wrapped around the cold mountains like a fairyland.

Shendiao Ridge stood just outside Jin Guang Mansion.

Li Che arrived with a flying star, treading upon the soft ground. Clad in a sleek black robe adorned with tattoos of golden lotuses, he looked exceptionally capable.

Li Che made no attempt to hide his aura, striding forward with decisive steps.

At present, even a slight outburst of aura from him was as formidable as a crashing mountain wave – a terrifying sight to behold across the entire Shendiao Ridge.

Then, an immensely dominating aura erupted suddenly, hurtling down from the Heavenly Dome.

“Elder Li!”

Tang Sanjia’s robust frame, as solid as a brawny ox, stood before him – hardly resembling a Divine Eagle Master.

His eyes gleamed as he fixed his gaze on Li Che, astonished.

His letter had only just been dispatched. Although marked urgent, by all accounts Li Che shouldn’t have arrived so swiftly!

It truly caught him off guard.

“Master Tang Ling, it’s been too long since we last met,” Li Che said warmly, clasping his fists in greeting.

The terrifying aura that had cast a pall over all of Shendiao Ridge immediately receded from Li Che, vanishing without a trace.

Tang Sanjia marveled. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t fathom the full extent of Li Che’s cultivation.

Even as a Divine Practitioner, he found Li Che utterly inscrutable.

“It’s been years, Elder Li… you’ve truly transformed.”

Tang Sanjia exclaimed, deeply moved.

Li Che smiled and strolled with Tang Sanjia along Shendiao Ridge.

Tang Sanjia was well aware of the purpose behind Li Che’s return, and he wasn’t in a rush – a little delay was acceptable.

“You must have heard the news, Master Tang Ling. Recently, the Imperial Army has prepared to campaign against Qianyuan Daocheng. As an Elder of Qianyuan Divine Sect, it is my duty to share in the sect’s fate.”

“Thus, I have been exceedingly busy. I originally planned to settle the conflict between the Imperial Court and Qianyuan Divine Sect before keeping my promise and returning.”

“But I never expected Master Tang Ling to send an urgent letter. I immediately set off without delay.”

Li Che said with a smile.

In the triangular pavilion, Tang Sanjia and Li Che leisurely drank and feasted.

“How is the sect faring?”

Tang Sanjia’s eyes grew deep with reminiscence. The once-glorious Tang Clan had been decimated by Xie Yunshen leading the Imperial Army.

A five-thousand-year-old family famed for its mechanical arts had crumbled, now reduced to a story of old glories and laughter.

“The Imperial Army has been repelled and has completely retreated. The sect has weathered the storm and is now safe.”

Li Che smiled softly as he finished his drink.

“Master Tang Ling, your urgent letter confirms the gravity of the situation. Let’s fulfill the promise we made once back in the day.”

Li Che said solemnly.

It was precisely Tang Clan’s Mechanical Art that had once saved him – allowing him to survive in the impoverished environs of Feilei City and protect his daughter, ensuring she grew up happy and healthy.

At the mention of this, Tang Sanjia’s once ruddy features suddenly appeared aged, as though all his vigor had drained away.

“Elder Li, I know… I know your status now is far superior to what it once was. I’m not sure if you remember our promise, but I can no longer endure; I simply can’t hold on…”

Tang Sanjia sighed.

“That is why I wrote to you for help. I never imagined you would arrive so swiftly…”

Li Che stood, smiling, “Rest assured, Master Tang, I have come to fulfill my promise.”

Tang Sanjia’s somber eyes brightened.

Then he rose and, with Li Che by his side, headed deep into Shendiao Ridge.

They entered a small cave high among the mountains. Tang Xiejia led the way into the cave, and Li Che followed.

With the sound of gears clicking like an elevator in motion, they plummeted downward rapidly.

The rugged cliffs shifted incessantly before their eyes.

After a deafening rumble, Li Che and Tang Xiejia emerged into the world beneath Shendiao Ridge.

It was a vast hollowed-out cavern, its walls studded with countless crystalline stones that radiated a gentle, warm light, illuminating the space like daylight.

“Ah Che, my skills in mechanics are limited. I have natural talent in that field, but after all these years, I have reached my limits…”

“I can only pin my hopes on someone with greater mechanical talent…”

“That was when I met you, Ah Che… It’s a pity that back then your proficiency in mechanical arts wasn’t strong enough, but now that I hear you’ve created a half-epic Mechanical Beast, I know that in this world… only you can do it.”

Tang Sanjia leaned forward on the steps, his eyes burning with intensity as he spoke to Li Che.

Li Che followed his gaze as Tang Sanjia pointed into the distance.

There, in a gigantic pit, stood a colossal, humanoid Mechanical Beast, silent and imposing.

Countless intricate mechanical engravings – billions of them – burst forth with dazzling brilliance!

Beside him, Tang Sanjia’s crazed voice thundered, “Ah Che…”

“This is the masterpiece of the Tang Clan’s ancestral mechanism, inspired by the sight of the utmost Temple Spirit at Qitian Temple, devised by our Tang Clan Ancestral Patriarch!”

Li Che’s eyes shone with unprecedented clarity.

In that moment, the long-dormant 【Xiangong】 Dao Fruit in his chest began to beat once more.

Boom, boom—

Boom, boom, boom—!!!

The sounds roared like crashing waves and thunderous booms!

At the same time, Tang Sanjia’s insane voice exploded in his ears, “Behold the peerless Mechanical Beast!”

“Divine Machine… the All-Encompassing Qitian Armor!”