Chapter 506: Awakening of the Celestial Daoist Pattern

Heh, heh, heh—

It was as if golden mist was creeping and intertwining along his arms, filling every gap with a peculiar, meshed radiance.

Like a droplet of golden ink falling into a still pool, it spread in rippling, swirling patterns, creating an utterly unique design.

Slowly, it etched, clung, intertwined, and churned upon Li Che’s Martial Immortal Golden Body…

Celestial Daoist Pattern!

Li Che’s eyes flared open as dazzling golden lights danced within his pupils; his heart trembled violently as if the beating of morning and evening drums were shattering the silence.

Thud, thud, thud—

Inside his chest, his heart pounded with overwhelming force, like a deity drumming in a grand ritual!

The purple patterns spread incessantly, like chains of order woven by the great Dao, entwining his skin and slowly seeping into his flesh, muscles, and bones.

Boom!

His aura surged relentlessly while his physical body seemed to undergo a cataclysmic transformation, with the surrounding space collapsing uncontrollably.

Wild winds howled and battered as currents roared, while the ink robe embroidered with golden lotuses on Li Che’s body whipped wildly; his vital energy churned like mist, golden waves surging, transforming him entirely in a wash of brilliance.

His presence stood as firm as a mountain and his eyes shone like gold!

It was the primordial fire calamity’s Celestial Daoist Pattern!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Li Che’s breathing grew noticeably heavier as every inch of his muscles and sinew vibrated with latent power!

Celestial Pattern? Divine Pattern?!

What truly signified a being’s ascent to supremacy?

It was the ability to condense the Great Daoist Pattern and command a path of the Dao…

Of course, the supreme method for condensing the Great Daoist Pattern was to engrave it upon the Calamity Wheel, transforming that wheel into a divine platform—one meant to ignite divine flame and bear witness to the spirit of the Dao!

For the Three-Disaster Supreme, three calamities could imprint three Great Daoist Patterns onto the holy platform.

Yet, Li Che’s current state was markedly different.

The supreme Great Daoist Pattern would be etched upon a Calamity Wheel saturated with divine essence.

But at this moment, Li Che had forged his Primordial Dao Calamity to perfection, and the Celestial Daoist Pattern he had condensed was now emblazoned onto his very flesh!

This was unlike a divine platform crafted by supreme beings; Li Che had no separate platform—his body itself became the platform. No, by engraving the pattern on his flesh, he transformed it into a celestial altar!

His arms spread wide as the purple, primordial Celestial Daoist Pattern surged and interwove, diffusing over his entire body—even the nail beds of his fingertips bloomed with the intricate design.

The clashing sound resonated as his Martial Immortal Golden Body erupted like thunder, each collision of sinew and bone echoing like rolling thunder. In his exquisitely translucent blood, every droplet shone like a precious gem, churning with the roar of a tumultuous tide!

“Hoo—”

“Fss—”

Li Che felt an ever-growing, mighty power; even without unleashing the Qimen Immortal Seed, there was a transformative evolution beyond measure.

His flesh grew tougher, as if the Celestial Daoist Pattern, etched onto his skin, had transformed it into tempered steel, relentlessly hammered at extreme temperatures to expel impurities and forge an armor of steel-like textures!

“In XiXi’s words…”

“It’s getting tougher!”

A soft smile crossed Li Che’s face as he sensed a marked metamorphosis within his body.

Who would have imagined that refining a single Dao Calamity to perfection could condense into a Celestial Daoist Pattern? It was truly astonishing.

His Martial Immortal Golden Body seemed to be amplified!

It was as if he had donned an even more resilient set of armor!

With all five fingers splayed, the twisting pattern on his hand surged violently, clenching the air until it burst in an explosive rupture—a void forming in the shattered ether around his fist!

Over Mo City, pea-sized droplets of rain plummeted from the sky, splattering on the ground, creating rippling circles that were then vaporized by scorching vital energy.

Li Che extended his arms, his entire body now inscribed with the Celestial Daoist Pattern.

On his back, the Qimen Immortal Seed—the Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant Furnace—shuddered into life. A golden vortex of energy swirled forth, its radiance both resplendent and profound!

Deep within the vortex, a hazy mist began to coalesce, surging dreamily as the Celestial Daoist Pattern engraved within Li Che’s acupuncture points emerged.

Gradually, that stray current merged with it.

Boom—

An enigmatic, almost unbearable force surged—a single breath heavy as a mountain, as if ready to crush the very void.

“This is…”

“Celestial Qi!”

Li Che’s gaze hardened. Previously, when the Qimen Immortal Seed was activated and the Dao Calamity’s power infused within, it had already begun to condense into a nascent celestial qi.

Now, with the construction of the Great Daoist Pattern, that embryonic qi had matured into genuine Celestial Qi!

But what was the purpose of this newfound qi?

Within the Qimen Immortal Seed’s energy vortex, that strand of celestial qi swirled and coiled around his fingers, exuding a singular, profound significance.

Li Che’s eyes glimmered with golden light. Through his Star Plucking Gaze, he had once glimpsed the nascent celestial qi, yet its precise effects remained a mystery even to him.

Winds howled through Mo City as torrents of rain cascaded down. Li Che clenched his fist, drawing forth that primordial celestial qi.

Within Mo City, he began his martial demonstration, his qi infusing his punches, which echoed the unadorned yet formidable techniques of the Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant fist.

In an instant, the celestial qi melded with his punches—hidden within each strike, flickering and transforming. The sheer, terrifying power transmuted his martial blows into an altogether different level of might!

At last, the true potential of the Qimen Immortal Seed Martial Art was unleashed.

Li Che continued his practice—simple punches, swinging blows, and clenched fists…

The rain exploded like a great bell, booming in his ears.

In that moment, Li Che experienced an epiphany of the highest order!

Celestial Martial Arts. Celestial Martial Arts… the fusion of martial skill with celestial qi was the essence of true Celestial Martial Arts!

Each punch, wrapped in swirling celestial qi, embodied the very spirit of Celestial Martial Arts!

The qi bestowed upon his martial art had transformed it utterly!

It suddenly dawned on Li Che: within his chest, the ever-beating Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit pulsed mightily in unison with his spirit!

In that fleeting moment, the once-mastered Qimen Immortal Seed Martial Art of Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant Furnace surged to a level bordering on the mastery of a grandmaster!

For Li Che, martial proficiency was measured in stages—the grandmaster came after mastery, and beyond that lay the pinnacle of transformation!

The merging of a single strand of celestial qi propelled his perfected martial art into the realm of grandmaster-level power.

In other words, the celestial qi directly elevated his skill to a higher degree of proficiency.

Its might grew exponentially!

Li Che inhaled deeply. When he threw a punch, killing intent accompanied it, buoyed by celestial qi that enveloped his clenched fist.

His eyes flickered, a trace of regret surfacing.

His understanding of celestial qi had only reached this level for now—what other effects might it harbor?

Yet even this modest power thrilled him, greatly enhancing his combat strength.

His body shook, and within the Qimen Immortal Seed, the energy vortex of vital qi swirled as his aura climbed steadily; he was attempting to condense a second strand of celestial qi.

But it was unsustainable—his vital energy simply could not support a second formation.

Li Che couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret. He knew that to elevate the Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant Furnace to the realm of Celestial Martial Arts, the journey ahead was arduous.

“Enough. I’ll try to condense the celestial qi of my other martial arts and raise them to a grandmaster level. That way, my combat power will undergo an unprecedented transformation.”

Li Che’s jet-black, vigorous hair whipped through the void as his eyes shone with extraordinary brilliance.

Moist ink-like rain drenched his body, evaporating on contact with his scorching vital energy and molten flesh, twisting into vapor.

After practicing his fist techniques in Mo City for a while,

his gaze fell upon XiXi, seated regally atop the Dominator Tower as she underwent a metamorphosis with her divine weapon set—her body transforming rapidly.

XiXi’s aura was evolving at breakneck speed.

With just the tip of his toes, Li Che vanished in an instant.

Buzz—

When he reappeared, he was in Qitian City.

Outside Qitian City, the winds howled fiercely.

Li Che’s arrival barely drew any attention.

In a courtyard, Fang Han Shu appeared gracefully, his eyes wide in surprise as he sensed the metamorphosis emanating from Li Che.

But Fang Han Shu was no stranger to such sights; when Li Che first joined the Qianyuan Divine Sect, what level of cultivation did he have?

Just a few short years had passed?

Li Che had become one of the most renowned and peerless Martial Immortals in the realm.

Fang Han Shu’s eyes sparkled with admiration as he looked upon Li Che.

Li Che should have been in Jingguang City facing the upheaval at the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple, yet here he was…

Fang Han Shu was no fool—he quickly grasped Li Che’s intent.

The Underworld was about to receive new arrivals.

“Are you going to make a move against Jia Lou Supreme and Xuanzhen Supreme?”

Fang Han Shu stroked his fine beard and asked.

There were still two Supremes within Qitian Inner City—both at the Three-Disaster, One-Calamity level, comparable to the Celestial Wolf Supreme.

Slaying the Celestial Wolf Supreme would greatly boost Li Che’s cultivation, yet the disorder at the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple, the tumult of the Four Emperors transforming into the Three Pure Ones, and the resurrection of the Third Prince Temple Spirit all brought enormous upheaval and crisis.

XiXi’s bond with the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple ran too deep; moreover, with the Third Prince Temple Spirit being a deity from the Yulian Camp, Li Che couldn’t stand by and watch it be annihilated by the might of the Pantheon.

Therefore…

He ultimately resolved to take action.

Before any real effort, he must first elevate his own strength.

Li Che nodded in silent agreement.

“I just gained some insights from the martial path; it’s the perfect opportunity to test my skill…”

Compared to the Shao Long Emperor of Dragon Island’s Stone Mountain, these two Supremes of Three-Disaster, One-Calamity were nothing more than premium punching bags.

Of course, Li Che’s primary target remained the Shao Long Emperor. Transforming an enemy into an ally would grant him a chance to counter the imminent storm of the Nezha Temple Spirit’s revival battle.

The Shao Long Emperor’s Dragon Coffin and Dragon Palace had been shattered by him, exposing his cultivation, which was confined to the Two-Calamity, Three-Calamity realm…

Yet the Shao Long Emperor’s combat power was on par with a Supreme of either Two- or even Three-Calamities.

Although Li Che had already condensed the Primordial Daoist Pattern and received a strand of celestial qi, it was still insufficient.

A deity…

Li Che knew he must treat such an entity with utmost gravity!

He needed to usher the deity into the Underworld in the best possible condition!

“After Jia Lou Supreme and Xuanzhen Supreme endured the death of the Celestial Wolf, they’ll likely be extremely cautious…”

Fang Han Shu remarked.

“Trying to take them out one by one might prove difficult.”

Li Che smiled. “Who said I plan on taking them out one by one?”

Huh?

Fang Han Shu was momentarily taken aback, his eyes widening in astonishment.

“Since they’re so closely connected, let’s send them off together…”

Li Che replied coolly.

With his fingers spread wide, a cute Elephant Mask—actually the Underworld Diting Mask—fell into his hand.

Placing the mask over his face, Li Che’s vital energy began a roaring transformation as 36,000 acupuncture points erupted with fierce demonic energy!

Fang Han Shu fell silent.

“Are you taking them into Mo City?”

Fang Han Shu inquired.

If they were to enter Mo City, Fang Han Shu wouldn’t even bother disguising himself; after all, few enemies dragged into Mo City Fengdu ever emerged unscathed.

So, Mo City it is?

Li Che thought for a moment, remembering that XiXi was still in Mo City Fengdu undergoing her divine metamorphosis.

If he were to drag in both Xuanzhen and Jia Lou Supreme, a battle of Supremes would surely shake the entirety of Mo City—making peace a distant dream for XiXi.

Moreover, Li Che was confident that even without entering Mo City Fengdu, he could slay both three-disaster, one-calamity Supremes.

“No need.”

His black robe fluttered wildly as Li Che clenched his hand, and amid the sizzling sounds of demonic energy, the Yin-Yang Demon Blade materialized. Its surface, covered in countless pores, emerged as Li Che hoisted it onto his shoulder.

Thick demonic energy roiled, enveloping Li Che’s form.

Fang Han Shu exhaled slowly, donning the Lie Shen Assassin Mask. Instantly, his aura vanished completely, thoroughly concealed.

Suddenly, Li Che turned, his gaze settling on Fang Han Shu’s figure, the starry mask on his face as deep and enigmatic as a black hole.

“Lie Shen Pavilion…”

This mysterious force—would it participate in the plan to encircle the Third Prince Temple Spirit?

Who exactly was backing the Lie Shen Pavilion?

Fang Han Shu was no closer to knowing; he had accepted the mask to harness its power, yet he could never reach the true inner circle of the Lie Shen Pavilion.

Though there was a Human Pavilion Master, the true base lay within the Bizarre Temple.

Fang Han Shu donned the Lie Shen Assassin Mask, overlaid it with the starry mask, and drifted away, eyeing the swarming demonic energy about Li Che.

Fang Han Shu sighed deeply…

He had long known that Li Che would not let the two Supremes escape his sights and would eventually seek to eliminate them.

Never did he imagine that day would come so swiftly!

The three supremely imposing mountains that once weighed on his heart were about to be completely removed!

…

…

Snap, snap!

Thunder seemed to tear across the night sky, bathing all of Qitian City in an almost daylight brightness!

In the midst of the swirling winds and rains, everything seemed suddenly insignificant.

Qitian Inner City.

An oppressive, murky atmosphere prevailed while the overwhelming aura of a Supreme pressed down like a relentless storm over the entire city.

It was so stifling that breathing became a labor.

Within the inner city, powerful warriors from the Pantheon of the Bizarre Temple dared not utter a sound, their faces etched with extreme concentration.

The three Supremes stationed in Qitian Inner City had suffered the fall of a Celestial Wolf Supreme—and no one knew how it had happened.

This uncertainty compelled Xuanzhen Supreme and Jia Lou Supreme to stick together at all times.

The interwoven Great Daoist Patterns clanged out like chains of order, permeating every corner of the city.

They monitored every nook and cranny.

Every cultivator inside was gripped by a suffocating pressure.

Then, suddenly,

Xuanzhen Supreme and Jia Lou Supreme, seated in the Palace Corridors, abruptly opened their eyes.

Jia Lou Supreme, shrouded in a golden Buddhist glow, formed intricate finger formations. A single drop of deep red, as though about to bleed, marked his brow as astonishment flashed in his eyes.

“Something’s not right…”

He glanced over at Xuanzhen.

Xuanzhen slowly opened his eyes. The Great Daoist Patterns on both Supremes trembled, as if they sensed an impending, soul-shaking crisis!

It was the warning of the Great Daoist Pattern!

“They’re coming…”

Xuanzhen intoned gravely.

The mysterious force behind the slaughter of the Celestial Wolf had arrived!

None of them knew how the Celestial Wolf met its end or who was responsible.

Now, the mighty warriors of the Pantheon from the Bizarre Temple were drawn to the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple area.

Thus, Qitian Inner City was momentarily released from its stranglehold.

Even the fall of a Celestial Wolf Supreme or any Supreme couldn’t prompt the Xie Yao Cave to dispatch stronger Two- or Three-Calamity Supremes to investigate.

They guessed that further action would only come once matters at the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple subsided.

The same likely applied to Hei Xumi and the Dark Heavenly Court.

Xuanzhen and Jia Lou had the sensation of being abandoned.

The arrival of doom made their hairs stand on end, instilling a dreadful numbness as if life and death were indifferent.

Yet both Supremes had long foreseen this day.

They exchanged a glance.

“We’ll soon learn who killed the Celestial Wolf…”

Boom!

Both Supremes rose, their formidable Supreme auras surging as their piercing eyes swept across.

In the next moment, they sensed the barrier of Qitian Inner City tear apart.

A massive surge of demonic energy, like a colossal demonic elephant, charged forth!

The demonic elephant darkened the skies above Qitian Inner City like a celestial dome!

“That is…”

Xuanzhen and Jia Lou drew deep breaths.

Demonic energy?! How could it be so concentrated…

Was the murderer a formidable expert from the Xie Yao Cave?

Could this be an internecine conflict from the Xie Yao Cave?!

It was clearly impossible!

Even if internecine strife could occur within Hei Xumi or the Dark Heavenly Court, it was highly unlikely within Xie Yao Cave.

Boom!

The ground of Qitian Inner City began to tremble violently as an overwhelmingly terrifying demonic energy rolled in.

At the main gate of the inner city,

a tall figure clad in a loose black robe appeared. The robe billowed violently in the raging winds. One hand dangled, while the other gripped a massive blade—its tail reminiscent of a rattlesnake’s, covered in dense pores that pulsed like a living creature’s breathing demon blade.

Xuanzhen and Jia Lou felt a chill and fixed their eyes on the figure.

Yet there was something odd about his expression.

They found no trace of the Great Daoist Pattern upon him.

In other words, his cultivation was likely not even of the Supreme rank!

However, the unyielding, domineering demonic energy emanating from him was no less threatening than that of a Supreme.

How could such a being exist?

Jia Lou Supreme’s entire form glowed with golden light, a massive, awe-inspiring Buddha statue materializing behind him. The furious Buddha glowered, its Great Daoist Pattern cascading like ordered drapery!

“Sir, may I ask which divine faction you represent?”

“We are tasked by the deities to guard Qitian Inner City and block the path of those returning to Qitian. You dare attack us—are you here to wage war against forces like Hei Xumi and the Dark Heavenly Court?”

The furious Buddha showed no mercy. Its words boomed, reverberating across the skies.

An overwhelming divine essence surged like liquid mercury, infiltrating every crevice and saturating every space!

A voice like a great bell resounded, purifying the hearts of those within, while Hei Xumi’s methods continued to directly pierce souls!

Li Che, bearing the Yin-Yang Demon Blade and with a faint smile behind his Diting Mask, gazed coolly—his eyes devoid of emotion.

With a heavy step, channeling Martial Immortal qi transformed via the Wan Yao Di Dao Fruit’s demonic energy, he unleashed his full might like a roaring storm that left everyone in Qitian Inner City paralyzed!

In a flash, the ground shuddered; bricks shattered into jagged fragments as scorching heat billowed!

It was as if countless meteors erupted from the ground, with torrents of air surging wildly!

Li Che’s body collided as he swung his demonic blade; brilliant light cut across the heavens!

He lashed out directly at the cold, golden Buddha, its form wrapped in the Great Daoist Pattern as it struck back with tremendous force!

Not a single word was exchanged—when they met, there was only ruthless slaughter!

No stealth. No cunning like when the Celestial Wolf Supreme was taken away. It was pure, unadulterated combat!

At that moment, Xuanzhen and Jia Lou felt a sinking dread!

They weren’t afraid of a cautious foe; a foe that resorted to subterfuge indicated weakness. But to reveal oneself and attack immediately—

There was only one explanation: the enemy was supremely confident in his own strength!

Boom!!!

Without any flourish, with just a savage cleave of his demon blade, Li Che eradicated every wisp of energy, dust, and gravel in Qitian Inner City!

Ssssss—

Amid the surging demonic energy, fierce dark-gold currents flashed intensely!

Xuanzhen Supreme formed intricate finger formations; in an instant, countless Great Daoist Pattern inscriptions materialized in midair, like a maze of interlaced divine secrets!

Boom!!!

The imprints of the Great Daoist Pattern combined to form arrayed sigils—like formations that bound, staggered, stunned, disoriented, and nullified energy…

Numerous divine secrets were unleashed effortlessly, like a torrent that required no buildup—smashing down all around.

Li Che’s eyes burst forth with an almost dazzling brilliance!

Beneath his ink robe, his flesh seemed to swell as tendons and bones resonated in unison. His swirling vital energy transformed into a vortex of demonic energy, while countless purple flames twisted into eerie floral patterns etched into his skin.

Clutching the demon blade, his Thunder Magnetic Conduit ignited as his Martial Immortal Golden Body trembled mightily!

Boom!!!

Driven by electric currents, his silhouette glowed in purple, and in a single swing he split the cold, golden Buddha with a savage strike!

Chain links, the physical manifestation of the Great Daoist Pattern, shattered one after the other!

“What?!”

Jia Lou Supreme’s heart skipped a beat. What was this power?

Not only did it shatter the suppression of the Great Daoist Pattern, but it also severed the very chains woven around him in mere moments!

In the blink of an eye, the golden Buddha exploded!

A massive, three-meter-tall figure, its black robe stretched tight over its hulking form, charged forward like a demon-elephant. It landed with a heavy step!

Boom—

As if a meteor had struck, the earth trembled violently, shaking the heavens!

The palaces that housed the two Supremes collapsed into ruins!

The gigantic mass of demonic energy, coalescing like a wild demon elephant, stamped down with such force that the ground cracked. The thousand-foot span of Qitian Inner City turned to rubble!

Some disaster deities couldn’t even bear their power—they splattered blood as their punches sent them flying, their bloodshed spraying like an erupting mushroom cloud!

Xuanzhen Supreme’s face twisted in grief as he formed yet another hand seal. A colossal golden-armored divine general, a hundred feet tall, swung his weapon and charged at Li Che.

In one swift motion, Li Che clutched a burst of power—a massive, primordial purple divine dragon materialized, complete with lifelike whiskers, scales, teeth, and claws, as if carved with exquisite precision!

The golden-armored divine general was struck by the purple flame dragon and exploded—half of his body shattered, divine remnants scattering in all directions!

Behind Li Che,

Fang Han Shu drifted into view, donning the Lie Shen Assassin Mask…

He hesitated whether to intervene.

Because…

Li Che’s ferocity and power far exceeded his imagination; indeed, Li Che had broken through once again to dare to charge into Qitian Inner City.

A battle of earth-shattering proportions erupted in an instant.

Truly, a conflict among Supremes!

In that brief moment of astonishment, the Great Daoist Pattern roiled in midair like coiled dragons, as Buddhist light, divine essence, vital energy, and demonic qi collided—like a boiling ocean. Qitian Inner City, which had barely recovered, shattered again with dust and rubble swirling everywhere!

Li Che, behind his Diting Mask, felt as though an ever-flowing breath rushed through his chest. He swung his fist, unleashing Nine Heavens Thunder from every pore, while his Thunder Magnetic Conduit absorbed the very essence of thunder!

The Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant fist continued relentlessly!

With each blow, wave after wave of force surged higher, stacking like mountains—a true avalanche weighing upon Li Che!

The patterned Martial Immortal Golden Body resounded in tune, absorbing the onslaught of energies!

Boom!!!!!!

One crushing punch erupted, rupturing the void; shockwaves stretched hundreds of feet behind him, like a battle machine tearing through empty space!

Each fist strike blasted, smashed, and pounded with irresistible force!

Jia Lou Supreme stood among the ruins, his robe in tatters, blood oozing from his mouth. With a violent slap of his hands, the Calamity Wheel emerged on his back.

Great Daoist Patterns detached from the Calamity Wheel as if the will of heaven and earth had broken free, unleashing a devastating sweep!

Yet Li Che floated in midair, his fingers splayed as a streak of purple flame burst forth!

It collided with the Great Daoist Pattern, forcefully melting it away!

Clenching his fist, Li Che thrust forward. In an instant, his punch transformed into a colossal furnace of dragon elephant patterns crashing down!

Within that furnace, a strand of celestial qi morphed in countless ways!

Crack—

Jia Lou Supreme resisted the furnace barely; his defenses shattered, he gaped, spitting blood as despair clouded his eyes.

“A deity?!”

Such power…

Such a terrifying, overwhelming oppression!

Could it be that behind this mask stood a divine entity from the Xie Yao Cave?

Li Che glowered coolly—emotionlessly. The demon blade swept, and the Thousand Mountain Lone Wanderer Sky-Cleaving Blade joined in. Now, all his cultivated martial arts seamlessly merged into his everyday technique.

Every move exuded Celestial Martial Arts!

With one swing of the demon blade, he cleaved off Jia Lou Supreme’s head. His flesh, fused with the demonic force of blade energy, was torn to shreds, blood and entrails flying!

Meanwhile, Xuanzhen Supreme’s sorrowful expression betrayed the realization that his fate was sealed. If he continued to linger in Qitian Inner City, death was inevitable!

The three Supremes guarding Qitian Inner City had perished completely—a most tragic outcome!

With a long howl, Xuanzhen Supreme’s robe billowed as he summoned clumps of dense divine energy from his sleeve, each sprouting like beans in midair, rapidly expanding into towering divine generals!

This was the art of the Dark Heavenly Court—scattering beans into an army!

Yet a surge of demonic blade light swept away, and the divine generals were severed at the waist, eaten by purple flames and reduced to nothingness!

“This power!”

Xuanzhen Supreme’s heart sank in sorrow. It was hopeless—he couldn’t defend against it!

Perhaps only a Three-Calamity Supreme could oppose such might!

Xuanzhen Supreme soared upward, employing a dodging technique to escape the bloodshed that stained Qitian Inner City!

Li Che, watching Xuanzhen Supreme’s crumbling form—his shattered, divine essence scattering—raised his fingers. The immense force of countless withered branches from the Primordial Wood Calamity twined about his hand like gnarled vines.

They coiled and arched into the shape of a bow.

A single strand of primordial fire celestial qi dropped forth, brimming with the promise of destruction!

Li Che’s arm swelled with rippling muscle, nearly bursting as he pulled the bow!

The bow was drawn taut, resembling a full harvest moon!

A resounding cry of a phoenix erupted from behind him, like a flame-reborn firebird whose wings beat down into the very heavens!

The phoenix shed tears of blood—pearls of sorrow!

Empowered by celestial qi, the Blood-Shed Phoenix Withering Arrow was loosed!

An arrow tore through the void, interlaced with the Great Daoist Pattern. Fiery radiance spread, staining the sky over the Bizarre Temple as if bathed in blood, roaring and trembling as if the will of heaven and earth had been awakened by celestial inscriptions!

“This power!”

“It doesn’t belong to the Bizarre Temple!”

“Who are you?!”

Xuanzhen Supreme’s eyes widened in furious disbelief!

The will of heaven and earth within the Bizarre Temple was supremely inclusive—unless an immortal from the nine heavens and ten earths appeared, it could not be stirred!

Yet here, a man of merely Supreme level had stirred the Bizarre Temple’s heavens into chaos…

Beneath that Elephant Mask—what face lay in anonymity? Who was this person?

Was he from the nine heavens and ten earths?!

But Xuanzhen Supreme could find no answer to these mysteries.

Crunch!

An arrow pierced through Xuanzhen Supreme’s flesh, pinning his body against the void!

Beneath his Diting Mask, Li Che’s eyes were cold and merciless.

With a sweeping demon blade, everything was executed flawlessly!

Xuanzhen Supreme’s body was instantly severed in midair, blood spraying as every drop of divine essence evaporated!

A head, unseeing in death, crashed onto the ruined ground of Qitian Inner City, forming a deep crater!

The divine souls of the two Supremes roared skyward—yet what change could they bring?

Even as their powerful flesh was decimated, how could their Dao souls stir any tide?

Like a fleeting spark that vanishes in brilliance, their Dao souls succumbed!

Obliterated in the heavens.

Inside and outside Qitian City, everyone stood dumbfounded, their eyes wide in shock!

The two Supreme figures ruling Qitian Inner City had been slain in cold blood!

As the demonic figure surged skyward, many felt their hairs stand on end—was such demonic energy the work of a master from the Xie Yao Cave?

Underneath his Diting Mask, Li Che’s eyes swept indifferently.

Hoisting the Yin-Yang Demon Blade saturated with Supreme blood, his calm words rippled through the heavens:

“Underworld Diting, strike for the Ghost Emperor.”

His quiet tone carried a rebellious air.

With a resounding boom, everyone present finally understood.

The warriors of the Pantheon in the inner city, sprawled lifeless among the ruins, trembled in shock—they finally realized…

It was the Underworld!

Indeed, it was the Underworld!

Underworld… and power!

With two fingers, he tore through the void, gathering the shattered blood and flesh of Xuanzhen Supreme and Jia Lou Supreme. The pervasive blood energy was sharp and fearsome—the lingering aura of fallen Supremes!

Qitian Inner City had become nothing but rubble.

Li Che swept his gaze over the heavily injured warriors of the Pantheon.

In truth, few remained strong—most had been mere disciples under the three Supremes. Now, with the Supremes fallen, many had fled into the Bizarre Temple.

Li Che’s indifferent glance spared none of them.

After all…

They could all serve as nourishment for Spiritual Confinement!

Boom!

Li Che’s body blurred in midair, shattering into countless afterimages as he streaked outward.

His demon blade whirled like crashing waves!

Cries of agony erupted in succession—the screams of countless victims fell silent in an instant.

All the warriors present were slaughtered—none were spared!

Thud, thud, thud—

The demon blade returned to Li Che’s grasp. Every pore on the blade seemed to expand with satisfaction as it absorbed the mingled blood energy…

So demonic and eerie!

But as a demon blade, such a reaction was only natural.

Clutching the demon blade, Li Che plummeted like a falling star.

Standing amidst the bleeding ruins, invisible ripples spread out as countless clouds of dust parted, and the energies dissipated into emptiness.

Thud, thud, thud—

Within his chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit pounded wildly—it beat so fast as if it struck thousands of times in one breath!

Then,

In one sudden moment, the beating ceased—as if it had vanished from the world!

All sound in the world fell silent in Li Che’s ears—the rustle of winds, the movement of clouds, the trickle of blood, the rolling of stones, the swirling of dust…

All vanished without a trace!

Thud—!!!

A heavy, muted sound echoed, like a boulder splashing into a lake.

Li Che felt as if his very soul would burst from his body—a profound, unseen rhythm of the soul radiated outwards, connecting him with the heavens and earth!

It was an unprecedented sensation!

And his eyes burst forth with an unparalleled brilliance, resembling a pulsating star!

A dense golden light converged into a single prompt:

【Dao Fruit: Dragon Elephant Vajra (LV8 0%)】

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