Chapter 415: The Shattering of Mo City

Boom!

A terrifying fist qi surged like a waterfall, surging upward, breaking through everything in its path!

It was as ferocious as a awakened lion and a roaring tiger!

At that moment, the martial will seemed to crystallize into pure understanding—a fearless, resolute punch. In a narrow corridor, courage in every strike created a fighting chance, even if the strength gap was immense. Without that courage to throw a punch…

There would be no hope of victory!

But without even the courage to strike, not a single chance to win would emerge!

The reverberating fist qi crisscrossed relentlessly!

The entire Mo City and Fengdu exploded into chaos. Everything shattered and crumbled: enormous cracks split the walls, the ground collapsed, buildings were obliterated, and even the sky bore vast, dark fissures!

It was an almost apocalyptic scene!

Bzzzz—!!!

The void trembled, emitting a soft hum—as if an old man, overburdened by pain, let out a feeble groan.

Immortal Seed!

Qilin Sealing Inscription!

This was the reward received by XiXi after crossing a developmental milestone at age seven!

It was a martial technique; although Li Che had only just entered its realm, even his initial grasp was extraordinary!

At that moment, it was drawn into the eighth Qimen, transforming into a Qimen Immortal Seed!

Only then did Li Che truly feel the enormous gap between the Qimen Divine Seed and an Immortal Seed.

It was a difference…

the gap separating mortal arts from immortal craft!

If one had to compare, perhaps only the Transcendent True Martial Way derived from the Qi Tian Face—known as Smash Southern Heavens—could barely keep pace.

Yet Smash Southern Heavens was only the first form; maybe only by achieving a synthesis of all three forms could one truly rival the heights of Immortal Seed martial arts!

“Kill!!!”

Golden, fiery blood qi converged into a fearsome qilin. The beast danced wildly across the sky, its golden flames twisting and burning!

Heaven and Earth Qilin Dance!

Everything was falling apart!

Zhao Beidou’s Divine Calamity physique, ensnared by flames, suddenly felt an overwhelming chill!

The Shengtian Dao Domain enveloped him. Although it couldn’t siphon his cultivation, it left him utterly drained.

In the face of that punch, Zhao Beidou threw everything he had into his counterattack!

He had never imagined being pushed to such desperation by a non-Godrealm cultivator!

Space itself was fracturing!

A gigantic vortex erupted, shattering Mo City asunder!

Eight vortices burst forth, their qi swelling a hundredfold, a thousandfold—so immense that Li Che’s mortal body could barely bear the strain!

The peerless fist surged forward!

Under the overwhelming thrust of his fist qi, his formidable body seemed to tear through Mo City, shaking the void around him as it collapsed, shattered, and roiled!

White Abyss Calamity Fire Claw!

Zhao Beidou transformed into a figure of white flame, letting out a long howl. His fingers curled into claws, and in that instant, he could only strike with all his might.

At the moment when fist and claw collided!

Space itself seemed to become a colossal bell, erupting with an earth-shattering roar!

All sound and light in the cosmos were swallowed into oblivion by the terrifying impact!

The flaming hand-claw, forged by the interweaving of White Abyss Calamity Fire, was impaled by the qilin and blasted apart in a massive explosion!

Boom!

Flames danced as the qilin roared, crashing brutally into Zhao Beidou’s flame-wreathed body.

Explosion—everything exploded!

Zhao Beidou spat a torrent of rich blood. In an instant, the white calamitous fire burned him into black smoke. The billowing dark smoke made his whole frame tremble!

A horrifying mushroom cloud ascended from the collapsing Mo City—a cataclysm born from the collision of calamity fire and blood qi!

It was as if time had both sped up and slowed to infinity in a single breath!

Boom!!!

An earth-shattering explosion erupted throughout Mo City.

Like ripples from a giant tsunami, waves of destruction broke a ten-foot expanse of void at the center, then spread outward in all directions, accompanied by dazzling golden and white blasts of light!

It burst forth in the impregnable city!

Phut—!!!

A reverse torrent of blood erupted!

Zhao Beidou’s body was cracked to pieces. Even transformed into a body of calamitous fire, it couldn’t withstand that punch.

A massive hole was gouged open in his chest as blood and flesh exploded in a grotesque torrent.

For his calamitous fire body was only a facade; beneath it lay his true flesh and blood!

Even if imbued with powerful dao essence, it proved no match for the all-consuming might of blood qi slashing and cutting.

He might…

truly be dying!

However…

Zhao Beidou’s face was smeared with blood, yet his eyes suddenly burned with intensity.

Gazing at the terrifying, golden qilin-like figure, a broad, triumphant laugh burst from his lips.

“It’s broken! This little Minor Cavern of the Heavens… is about to break!”

Boom—!!!

With Zhao Beidou’s declaration, Mo City crumbled. A mighty repulsive force burst forth.

That was the force of space itself repelling the assault.

Inside his chest, the Painted Immortal Dao Fruit throbbed rapidly as Mo City and Fengdu prepared to enter repair mode.

On Li Che’s body, a resplendent golden glow intertwined with his being.

Many wounds reopened only to hastily mend under the relentless self-healing of the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit—a regeneration as if flesh were reborn.

Li Che stared coolly at the blood-soaked Zhao Beidou, whose chest now sported a gaping wound after his fall from zenith.

Zhao Beidou’s form blurred as Mo City’s explosive spatial force twisted him, leaving him bleeding profusely yet grinning with fierce pleasure.

Beneath the split visage of his Underworld Yama Mask, Li Che’s eyes burned with serene, golden light.

“What are you laughing at?”

“You’re gravely injured…”

A deep, echoing voice resonated through the fractured space.

At that, Zhao Beidou’s laughter abruptly ceased.

Li Che, however, paid him no mind. His fingers clenched a Feilei Chess Piece tightly in his hand.

After all, with his current level in martial arts, barely igniting the eighth Qimen Immortal Seed was a precarious state.

His Master Clones had taken the brunt of the explosion from the eight Qimen.

Although Li Che had two more Master Clones,

delivering another blow with a qilin dance was still challenging.

Without igniting all eight Qimen Divine Seeds… there was little certainty in striking down Zhao Beidou.

Of course, Li Che was in no hurry.

After all, as he had said—Zhao Beidou was gravely injured!

With Zhao Beidou weakened, the opportunity to finish him off was far greater and easier to seize.

One had to wonder: would Zhao Beidou recover faster, or would Mo City heal sooner?

Clutching the Feilei Chess Piece,

he vanished in a flash of movement.

Boom—!!!

Instantly, Mo City’s gates slammed shut, sealing off the city as countless fine cracks meshed across its walls.

A dense, dark flow of ink-colored qi roiled and surged out.

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Whoosh—!

The night grew unbearably deep as icy winds howled with ferocity!

In the biting winter, heavy, feather-like snow swirled down from leaden clouds streaked with night’s darkness!

At the Imperial Court’s camp, chaos reigned: flames soared, armor clashed, and the clamor of battle filled the air.

Meanwhile, at the main tent camp, a massive deep pit erupted, reducing the camp to ruins…

One by one, formidable warriors from the Imperial side stood alert around the area.

Xie Yunshen sat on a chair, his face as pale as paper, draped in a thick coat that made him look feeble.

Gu Qianchi stood with his hands behind his back, a slight frown creasing his brow as sword qi raged around him like a wild dragon.

Suddenly,

his eyes narrowed!

He looked up to see, high in the swirling leaden clouds, dense black formations rolling, interwoven with countless flashes of blue mountaintops.

Above the heavens, calamity brewed!

Thunder roared non-stop!

“He’s back!”

Gu Qianchi’s frown eased as he exhaled and softly said.

Such a portentous aura could only be generated by a truly advanced Divine Calamity cultivator.

A master of Divine Calamity usually concealed his power to prolong his endurance in the mortal realm and avoid triggering the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.

A heavy, overwhelming aura suddenly spread out, crushing everyone’s hearts with a sense of dread and suppression.

Everyone looked up.

In midair, a black city gate materialized, as dark as spilled ink.

It swung open, and a figure was hurled out like a ragdoll. Then, with a resounding bang, the gate slammed shut and the figure vanished.

The expelled figure reeked strongly of blood, and the air churned with a terrifying aura of calamity!

Zhao Beidou!

Gu Qianchi’s gaze fixed on Zhao Beidou, and even his sword qi trembled uncontrollably.

His pupils contracted violently!

How could this be?!

Zhao Beidou—this was a Divine Calamity master, yet his current state bore none of the calm or composure expected!

His body, scarred with blood and wounds, had a monstrous gash in his chest from the brutal impact, with blood flowing ceaselessly.

The sight was horrifying and grotesque!

Behind Zhao Beidou, the Calamity Wheel emerged, with a ghastly crack from which calamity fire continuously oozed.

Even the Calamity Wheel had been activated!

Yet, despite that, Zhao Beidou’s injuries were shockingly severe!

His chest had been blasted open; his flesh and innards shattered, with his organs riddled with fractures. If not for clinging to his dao essence to sustain his life, Zhao Beidou would have been dead long ago!

Everyone was left in stunned silence!

Even Xie Yunshen, the National Master who had stealthily transformed into a Spiritual Confinement, could not hide his shock.

In that moment, he couldn’t help but be filled with dread.

My lord… could he be this strong?!

To think he could almost kill a Divine Calamity master!

If even Xie Yunshen was this shaken, imagine how the rest of the Imperial Court must feel.

Silence fell all around, broken only by the sound of falling snow.

Bzzzz—

Gu Qianchi was the first to act; taking a step forward, he appeared beside Zhao Beidou. Lifting his hand, he pressed a palm against Zhao Beidou’s back, channeling his dao essence to help stabilize Zhao Beidou’s nearly out-of-control power.

“Thank you, Brother Qianchi…”

Zhao Beidou, his face ashen and his hair turned white, suddenly appeared to have aged decades in that moment.

“Cough, cough…”

Zhao Beidou coughed violently, the terror and embarrassment still lingering in his eyes.

Being seen in such a pitiful state by so many, a Divine Calamity master’s ruined dignity was hard to bear.

Deep within the perilous inner Bizarre Temple, such a state might be overlooked—but here, in the mortal realm, exposing one’s weakness brought only anger.

Zhao Beidou spoke in a low voice.

On Gu Qianchi’s gaunt face, a weight of concern appeared as he said, “Brother Beidou, what exactly happened?”

Zhao Beidou replied, “Could it be that even in the Underworld there exists Divine Calamity cultivation?”

Gu Qianchi asked gravely, “To inflict such devastation, wouldn’t it take at least two Divine Calamity masters?”

Zhao Beidou glanced at Gu Qianchi and then briefly described the situation in Mo City.

“It seems this was a Minor Cavern of the Heavens left behind by the Underworld’s calamity. However… within that cavern there was no Divine Calamity. The Underworld Yama exploited its power, using every trick—even sacrificing the cavern—to exchange lives with me. The Underworld Yama’s injuries are likely worse than mine, and he must be close to death. The cavern itself has been destroyed…”

Zhao Beidou, naturally choosing to paint himself in a better light, finished speaking; then an eerie silence fell.

The mighty warriors from the Imperial Court wore expressions of horror.

Could the Underworld really pull this off?

Gu Qianchi’s eyes flashed with strange light.

Meanwhile, Huang Mei and Xie Yunshen exchanged barely noticeable glances. As Spiritual Confinements of Li Che, they knew all too well how much truth lay hidden behind Zhao Beidou’s words.

“What does it mean that the Underworld Yama is more grievously injured than he is?”

Before long, even the wounds on Yama’s body would have scarred over.

As Spiritual Confinements, they were acutely aware of their lord’s condition; if Li Che were to die, they would be the first to sense it.

“Old man… I’m a bit heavily injured. I probably need to retreat to the Dragon and Tiger Divine Sect’s Minor Cavern of the Heavens for recuperation,” Zhao Beidou said, turning to look at the paper-thin Xie Yunshen.

Just like Qianyuan Divine Sect’s Tiny Cosmic Niche—which was created by the Ancestral Patriarch Lü Qiankun as a haven during calamities—these minor caverns are fixed within a specific area of the sect.

Beyond that, space cannot be breached.

While a powerful Divine Calamity cultivator can carry a cavern on the move, Zhao Beidou, being at the threshold of calamity, could not.

Only a Divine Calamity master of the Three Calamity realm could freely transport his cavern wherever he wished!

Xie Yunshen was momentarily stunned.

For as Zhao Beidou spoke of his resignation, Li Che’s cool, icy words immediately echoed in Xie Yunshen’s ears:

“Delay him.”

“Don’t let him escape.”

Xie Yunshen instantly understood, his face showing sincere determination.

“Zhao Zushu, perhaps you can delay him a bit longer. The Underworld has suffered too greatly. Soon, when we march to shatter Qianyuan, victory will be within reach!”

“Without the Underworld, Qianyuan Divine Sect’s resistance weakens significantly—combat power drops sharply… moreover, the old Dragon God from the Dragon God Clan is arriving soon. The emperor has already given permission for his entry. With the old Dragon God’s aid, Qianyuan Divine Sect… will surely prevail!”

As Xie Yunshen trembled with emotion, Zhao Beidou’s face eased into a relaxed expression.

The earlier shame and embarrassment of being exposed in such a state now seemed to have dissipated.

After all, in Xie Yunshen’s eyes he had earned recognition and a clear sense of his own importance.

Zhao Beidou understood that if he left, the Imperial side would be left with only two Divine Calamity masters—even if the old Dragon God arrived, it would only total two.

While if he stayed, there would be three Divine Calamity masters…

Three versus two—the difference was monumental!

The psychological and tactical pressure on Qianyuan Divine Sect would be vastly different!

Xie Yunshen trudged on, coughing, with blood trickling from his lips, his excitement mounting.

Zhao Beidou hurriedly reassured him, “Master, don’t worry. I’m not leaving. These are merely minor injuries. Even in recuperation, my presence remains.”

Given his current state, a full recovery would likely take three or four years.

He was gravely injured…

For the Calamity Wheel had shattered, and if not for his earlier onslaught on that already fracturing cavern, he might have truly met his end within it.

Meanwhile, the Underworld’s price had been steep.

“Master, let me be frank—my injuries are so severe that I can only serve as a deterrent. Should I intervene further, my wounds will only worsen, so I won’t act lightly.”

Zhao Beidou explained.

Xie Yunshen smiled gratefully, “Thank you, Zhao Zushu, for sparing me this trouble. If you were to leave… I’d have no explanation before the emperor. To accumulate so much power yet be unable to topple even one sect—I’d be truly ashamed!”

“Now that you’ve chosen to stay and support me, I shall never forget your great kindness. In future imperial investiture ceremonies, I promise to speak well of Zhao Zushu, ensuring the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Divine Sect receive greater opportunities.”

At these words, Zhao Beidou’s eyes brightened.

Nearby, Gu Qianchi couldn’t hide a trace of envy on his face.

What the—?

Just now, Zhao Beidou had forcefully intervened to block the Underworld’s mushroom mechanism and even turned against the Lie Shen Pavilion’s assassins…

And Xie Yunshen acts as if he hadn’t seen a thing?

Gu Qianchi’s hand, which had been channeling dao essence into Zhao Beidou’s back, slowly retracted without a trace of emotion.

Zhao Beidou had hoped for Gu Qianchi’s help in healing, but was quickly pulled aside by Xie Yunshen, who began interrogating him in detail about the events inside the cavern—wanting to know everything about Zhao Beidou’s bloody battle with the Underworld Yama.

Zhao Beidou tugged at his hand, worried he might injure the fragile Xie Yunshen, but could not withdraw his energy…

“National Master…”

He sighed at the overabundant enthusiasm.

Forget it, let’s talk for now. After all, such wounds aren’t healed overnight.

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Bzzzz—!

The void trembled.

Qianyuan Divine Sect.

Outer Gate, Disciples’ City, Elders’ Court.

Study.

A burst of wildly twisting void energy erupted as if ripping the very air apart.

Li Che’s figure distorted and reappeared in an instant.

Wearing the Underworld Yama Mask and surrounded by interwoven golden blood qi and numerous gory scars—all of which had now scarred over—

the Cosmic Chessboard spanned the space above the study,

completely sealing in the qi within without a single leak.

Boom, boom, boom, boom—

A muffled, continuous sound roared as if a blood qi vortex were repeatedly striking, with explosive cracks echoing all around.

After a short while, the qi within Li Che’s body gradually stabilized.

Removing the Underworld Yama Mask, the creaking of his bones resounded. The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit vibrated as the Sleeping Dragon Elephant technique activated to restore his blood qi balance.

After donning a freshly cleaned black robe, intricately tattooed with golden lotuses by his wife, Zhang Ya,

Li Che took a seat, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and downed it in one gulp.

He exhaled slowly.

Li Che’s eyes flickered, and his dark, robust hair whipped through the air.

This time, failing to kill the Divine Calamity master left him with only a hint of regret.

But not much.

In his mind, the Cosmic Chessboard replayed the battle scene over and over.

“In that fight, I really had a chance to kill Zhao Beidou. Although I forcibly ignited the eighth Qimen Immortal Seed—and hadn’t even fully detonated it—the power I obtained truly reached the level of the Martial God!”

“Moreover, the Immortal Seed’s power… far surpassed my expectations. It’s stronger and more explosive than the Divine Seed!”

“Even though I barely managed the Qilin Sealing Inscription, and it couldn’t even fully materialize, that single blow tore through Zhao Beidou’s flesh!”

“Unfortunately, Mo City first bore the brunt of Zhao Beidou’s onslaught, then endured the force of my eighth Qimen explosion. Ultimately, it shattered into pieces and entered repair mode.”

Li Che’s eyes glimmered.

He had experienced Mo City’s self-healing mode before.

But now that the Painted Immortal Dao Fruit had reached Level 6, Mo City’s repair rate far exceeded what it once was.

“Frankly… even if Mo City hadn’t shattered, it would rarely be able to withstand a second strike from me.”

Li Che shook his head. Even if he awakened a second Master Clone…

Mo City simply couldn’t take it.

In truth, it was his Master Clone that bore the brunt of his injuries—acting as a conduit. The damage Li Che sustained was all carried by Mo City.

“In the end… my martial realm is simply too low.”

He exhaled a foul breath.

Had his martial cultivation and purity been higher—if he could fully ignite that eighth Qimen Immortal Seed…

I could have killed Zhao Beidou.

All in all, Li Che was satisfied with the battle. At least it provided a clear measure of his own strength.

“At Mo City’s prime, I could throw two punches. With two strikes, Zhao Beidou would surely be finished!”

If one punch isn’t enough, then another will do…

Martial warriors are pure to the core!

Also, there’s one more thing: right now, even if I kill Zhao Beidou…

I can’t be sure of a successful Spiritual Confinement!

Zhao Beidou’s cultivation far exceeds mine.

Even though my martial might is formidable, my martial realm and divine nature still lag far behind.

Spiritual Confinement is conditional. With such a vast difference in cultivation, failure is possible.

For those on the cusp of Martial Saint or Divine Transformation—even if near divinity—still fall short of masters of Martial Saintdom or Divine Transformation.

Since both Martial Saint and Divine Transformation are in my league, Spiritual Confinement would be a breeze.

But Divine Calamity is too far above me.

If I were to step into Martial Saint’s realm or reach the pinnacle—a level only a small gap away from Divine Calamity…

there might be a good chance to succeed in Spiritual Confinement.

Otherwise, if I fail… wasting a Divine Calamity’s Spiritual Confinement would have me beating my chest in regret.

“Yes, Zhao Beidou’s life… will serve as my reserve.”

Li Che smiled softly.

The severely injured Zhao Beidou…

taking his life will be as easy as plucking fruit from a tree.

After all, when Li Che and Zhao Beidou clashed, he habitually left a white chess piece on Zhao Beidou’s body.

“I’ve ensured that Xie Yunshen holds Zhao Beidou in place… as long as he doesn’t run. Even if he does, it won’t matter—I can kill him anyway.”

After calculating his odds, certain that Zhao Beidou was as helpless as a pig on a chopping block, Li Che’s mood lightened considerably.

His body resonated with cracking sounds from his joints.

In truth, if killing Zhao Beidou now might tip off the enemy and prompt the Imperial Court to call in fresh Divine Calamity masters, a gravely injured Zhao Beidou was far easier to handle than a new, unknown threat.

Reclining in his chair, Li Che reviewed tonight’s gains.

Although there were no tangible spoils, the hidden advantages were significant.

For instance, converting Xie Yunshen into a Spiritual Confinement effectively put the Imperial Court’s entire force at his mercy.

Not to mention, with Zhao Beidou still severely injured, he had another easy target for future Spiritual Confinement.

Of course…

The greatest reward was yet to come…

Boom, boom, boom—!!!

Inside Li Che’s chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit roared with deafening clamor. Every beat unleashed a tremendous shockwave!

Boom, boom, boom—!!!

Li Che’s eyes snapped open as his dantian exploded with resounding force.

In an instant, an awe-inspiring vision of the Vast Qi Sea Golden Pool materialized!

An ultimate phenomenon appeared!

The Vast Qi Sea Golden Pool!

Above the golden pool, a mountain of martial might soared upward, piercing the clouds.

And Li Che seemed to appear as if by moving stars, standing halfway up that martial mountain.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The tides of blood qi crashed, shattering like waves and overwhelming the shores!

In Mo City, his battle with Zhao Beidou had refined and elevated Li Che’s martial will!

That all-out, dazzling final punch, tempered like earthly fire, lifted his martial resolve to a sublime peak!

It was the ultimate metamorphosis of his martial spirit!

Ascending the mountain of martial cultivation is simply the process of refining your inner will!

When heroes meet on narrow paths, only the brave prevail!

With hearts like ferocious tigers descending and wills like hidden dragons emerging,

with resolve as unyielding as tempered steel!

This was Li Che’s transformation in martial will!

His black robe fluttered as his hair whipped around, embodying his resolute spirit as he gazed upward at the mountain peak and began his ascent!

Boom—!

Every step seemed to shake the entire martial mountain!

A massive wave surged, crashing violently against the mountain, while the Vast Qi Sea Golden Pool roiled with towering waves!

And as if the mountain itself was continually expanding!

A boundless Qi Sea and a towering martial mountain!

This was Li Che’s martial path today!

Boom, boom, boom—

The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit rejoiced as if celebrating Li Che’s newfound insight!

Even without the Fruit’s backing, Li Che’s innate martial talent now surpassed every ordinary mortal fighter!

Thus, after that battle, without the immediate enlightenment from the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, Li Che still grasped the essence of his martial will.

In the study now,

Li Che opened his eyes, his gaze shimmering with brilliant gold.

Above him, visions of martial mountains surged—resolute and unyielding!

Boom!

He felt the potent restorative force of his qi; it rippled within him like a mighty current.

It was as if the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit itself was channeling healing energy to mend his fatal wounds,

wounds incurred from igniting the Qimen Immortal Seed.

Though his Master Clones had absorbed much of the damage,

the Dao Fruit seemed to willingly channel its energy to help restore him…

its force moved Li Che deeply.

That energy…

could not be refused!

Li Che’s eyes burned as he snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a black chess piece deformed and swelled, transforming into the form of Gu Changqing’s Spiritual Confinement.

Seeing Li Che’s current state, Gu Changqing immediately bowed respectfully, retrieving a black jade vial which he handed to Li Che.

“My lord… the Supreme Four Heavens Celestial Martial Pill has been completed.”

“In total, there are three pills. Please, enjoy them!”

Gu Changqing said with fervent respect.

During the clash between Li Che and Zhao Beidou, he had participated in Spiritual Confinement. Zhao Beidou’s power was terrifying.

A single slash of white calamitous fire had reduced him to ashes—it was no match at all.

And Li Che… his lord!

He had managed to severely wound Zhao Beidou. Under different conditions, he could have easily killed him!

He was simply too formidable!

With such a master, what more could one ask for!

“Impressive.”

Li Che murmured in admiration.

Truly, a skilled expert was always invaluable!

Wait a minute!

Li Che’s eyes suddenly brightened.

Logically, a skilled alchemist’s creation of a Supreme Four Heavens Celestial Pill should trigger a heavenly tribulation.

Yet Gu Changqing’s Spiritual Confinement, while refining the pill, did not summon any tribulation?

Li Che shot a glance at Gu Changqing, “Where’s your tribulation?”

Gu Changqing’s Spiritual Confinement paused as he sheepishly rubbed his head.

Originally, there was a tribulation, but once he appeared in the mortal realm and was declared dead, the tribulation lightning was presumed to have killed him, dissipating thereafter…

Gu Changqing’s face twitched—what luck!

Unable to help himself, Li Che laughed heartily.

This talent was truly top-notch!

To create pills without summoning tribulations…

saved him from many complications.

Collecting his thoughts,

Li Che’s eyes grew steely as his fingers spread wide.

He suddenly crushed the jade vial, and in an instant, three Supreme Four Heavens Celestial Martial Pills floated up, bursting with overwhelming energy!

Their dense aroma of alchemy spread like a storm, almost taking on the form of tangible streams of light that intertwined throughout the study.

Opening his mouth,

the three pills transformed into golden light, shooting into Li Che’s mouth.

They plummeted into his stomach.

Glug!

The three pills were swallowed in one gulp!

The mighty walls of his stomach churned, instantly pulverizing the pills. Their explosive medicinal power burst forth like rolling tides, propelling his qi to ever greater heights!

And on the mountaintop of martial arts, Li Che ascended further!

Moreover, the restorative power of the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, once unleashed for healing, was being frantically converted by Li Che!

His body, under this forceful transformation, grew stronger and stronger!

Time flowed slowly; it felt both like an instant and an eternity.

All around, the world fell into an almost eerie silence.

Only Li Che’s body—suffused with healing qi—slowly underwent an astonishing transformation!

His martial purity reached 97%!

98%…

99%…

Boom—!!!

Finally.

A tremendous explosion echoed like a giant bell, as if on the summit of a snowy peak, shattering an ancient temple bell carved by mortal fists!

The blast rang in Li Che’s ears!

Suddenly, all 36,000 pores on his body erupted with radiant golden light!

It was like the rising sun!

A divine, gilded form!

[Dragon Elephant Furnace: Martial Purity (100%)]

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[Dragon Elephant Furnace: Martial Celestial Golden Body]

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