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Chapter 230: Eight Strange Temple Gods, Melting Realm, and a Single Fist (Part 2)
Chapter 230: Eight Strange Temple Gods, Melting Realm, and a Single Fist (Part 2)
Damn it—!!!
Boom——!!!
A terrifying explosion erupted from the Golden Core, and amidst the raging Divine Nature, a horrifying blast surged forth!
The formidable air wave rose from the ground, resembling a dazzling mushroom cloud. It carried shattered stones, smoke, and flesh from the long street below, rising twenty zhang into the air!
Even the Heavenly Dao Chessboard couldn't conceal or cover the magnitude of this explosion at this moment!
The entire ground was ravaged by the powerful Divine Energy and chaotic Divine Nature, leaving deep ravines in its wake!
A deafening blast reverberated through the Primordial Dao City.
Unrestrained by the Heavenly Dao Chessboard's suppression.
The air wave instantly formed concentric ripples, surging in all directions!
Nearby houses collapsed, their walls crumbling, and smoke billowed!
Countless snowflakes were blown away, dust filling the sky!
...
...
Snowflakes fell, only to be blown away by the raging air currents.
At the eight-treasure double-eave roof peak, where two dragons guarded the precious pearl, a figure landed on his toes.
His body stood tall, like a spear piercing the heavens.
Yuwen Wenlong stood there, his robe fluttering in the night sky, and his hair and beard swayed in the wind.
He seemed to have merged with the heavens and earth, making it impossible for others to detect or sense him.
His brows furrowed, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
"The Netherworld Dragon..."
"First, use strange means to break Su He Lian's Soul Spirit's Golden Body, severely damaging his Soul Spirit. This is a crucial step. Then, seize the perfect opportunity, not giving Su He Lian a chance to catch his breath. At the moment his Golden Body shatters, unleash extreme blood power and strike with a domineering killing blow!"
"That move is the Martial Saint's ultimate skill, reaching the pinnacle of transformation... It's the Martial Saint's ultimate skill, the myriad dragons submitting to the will?!"
Yuwen Wenlong, with his keen insight, was the Governor of the Primordial Dao City and a Martial Saint at the pinnacle of martial arts. Naturally, he recognized the ultimate skill of the Netherworld Dragon.
"This Netherworld Dragon... Could he be a disciple of Magi Lisi?"
"Could it be that Yu Liqing has joined the Netherworld? The entire Primordial Dao City, mastering the myriad dragons submitting to the will, and cultivating it to the pinnacle of transformation, is likely just Yu Liqing, right?"
Yuwen Wenlong narrowed his eyes.
Yu Liqing... joined the Netherworld?
But something didn't add up.
If Yu Liqing joined the Netherworld, why would Su Huaili die?
Su Huaili is Yu Liqing's junior, and there shouldn't be much enmity between them.
Moreover...
Yuwen Wenlong's powerful thoughts swept through, and he instantly sensed Yu Liqing, who had rushed over, sensing the terrifying aftermath of the explosion.
"It's not him."
"Thunder Dragon is Thunder Dragon, not You Liqing."
Yuwen Wenlong shook his head.
"Why would the Netherworld want to kill the Su family?"
"Moreover, within the Thunder Dragon's Ten Thousand Dragon Subduing God technique, it contains the power of the Seven Emotions, and its might seems even stronger than You Liqing's version."
"Faintly, it's as if there's the power of a Temple Deity..."
Yuwen Wenlong's body blurred, and he vanished from his original spot.
The Strange Temple's mysterious disappearance.
Was it the doing of the Netherworld?! Yuwen Wenlong chuckled softly, "This Netherworld is quite interesting."
...
...
Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of breaking through the air reverberated continuously.
The Heavenly Earth Chessboard was removed, and the terrifying roar, along with the unleashed divine essence, raged and swept through the area! Nearly half of Primordial Dao City was disturbed!
The originally quiet night sky on a snowy night suddenly became lively.
The powerful divine essence raged and swept through, the sound of breaking through the air continued to echo, and numerous figures rushed over at high speed.
The commotion was truly massive!
Just the spreading aftermath made one feel an almost suffocating sense of oppression.
It was unimaginable what level of powerful cultivator's death could create such a divine pressure!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, Temple Warding Commandery, Heaven Gazing Supervision, God Hunter Pavilion, and the Five Great Clans...
All had powerful cultivators rushing over. The raging and rampant essence suddenly descended, suppressing the surging divine essence below.
Beyond a hundred zhang away, Divine Essence Grandmasters and Divine Essence True Persons who had undergone the Breath Transformation fell one after another, not daring to approach any closer.
However, they couldn't help but gaze into the distance.
"Such a powerful divine essence, so oppressive and terrifying... Could the deceased be a Great True Person who has undergone the Breath Transformation?!"
"A Great True Person who has undergone the Breath Transformation is one who cultivates a Breath of Life within the Golden Core, almost solidifying the Divine Form from the illusory. If they capture the essence of a Temple Deity, they can even create an image as if a Temple Deity has descended."
"Can such a powerful cultivator also die?"
"Of course they can die, what nonsense are you talking about? The Breath Transformation is not the Golden Core stage."
...
Various voices rose and fell, filled with shock and awe.
You Liqing descended in a dazzling golden armor, landing amidst the boiling smoke and dust ten zhang away.
Besides You Liqing, another powerful cultivator from the God Hunter Pavilion arrived, a Great General from the Eastern Camp, also clad in golden armor with a dazzling aura.
"A Great True Person who has undergone the Breath Transformation has died."
You Liqing's eyes turned cold as he spoke.
This Great General was named Yuan Wuji, a trusted subordinate of the Primordial Dao City Lord. Only those with the top three levels of cultivation could become a Great General in the God Hunter Pavilion.
"Indeed... the deceased is Su Heian of the Su family."
"How bold..."
This Great General from the Eastern Camp took a deep breath.
"It should be the doing of the Netherworld... To kill a powerful cultivator who has undergone the Breath Transformation, one would need absolute strength to overpower them. Otherwise, in a normal confrontation, such a divine disturbance would not go unnoticed by us."
"In other words, the perception was blocked, and only the Netherworld has such means."
You Liqing said coldly.
He had personally witnessed the power of the Netherworld, which led to his deduction.
However, just as his words fell,
A cold laugh echoed.
"If a Five Purity Formation of the same level as the deceased's cultivation was set up in advance to block the essence, it could also conceal the divine essence of a Great True Person who has undergone the Breath Transformation."
Huang Jianjiu, with his wine gourd, stumbled over, looking tipsy but moving at an incredibly fast speed.
"Su Heian is dead?"
"He died well—"
"How tragic."
Upon learning the identity of the deceased, Huang Jianjiu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but want to applaud.
But at the last moment, he changed his tone.
Because he suddenly remembered that Su Heian was one of the honorary elders of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect.
He was considered half a member of the sect.
"Oh dear, Elder Su, you died so tragically!"
"The Su family should hold a grand funeral banquet for you! They should prepare some good wine... I can drink for three days and three nights in your honor!"
Huang Jianjiu pounded his chest and stomped his feet.
In the distance, a flash of light shot out.
A chilling killing intent rolled in.
A figure in ancient attire arrived, his robe fluttering in the wind. He descended gracefully, and within his eyes, the killing intent seemed to have materialized.
"Huang Jianjiu, stop your fake sympathy."
A detached voice came from the newcomer.
"Oh, it's Su Wuming? Isn't this our third-ranked Su from the Hero List?"
Huang Jianjiu uncorked his gourd and took a swig, speaking indifferently.
Su Wuming didn't even glance at the disheveled Huang Jianjiu. At that moment, another figure rushed over, his sleeves billowing with anger.
"Elder."
Su Wubi bowed.
The newcomer was Su Wubi, the elder of the Su family. He was also a Great True Person who had undergone the Breath Transformation, and he had broken through a full sixty years before Su Heian.
"Who did this?!"
Su Wubi's body trembled slightly.
He suddenly swept his sleeves, and the raging wind revealed the ruins and an extremely mangled headless corpse within. The exploded Breath Golden Core had torn the body apart.
Su Heian's head had been blasted by Li Che's punch.
"Dead... completely dead..."
"Before dying, he detonated his Breath Golden Core, what despair must he have felt?! Who is it? Who is this villain?!"
Su Wubi's fingers clenched, his face turning ashen.
"Haha, Elder Su, please accept my condolences. When you hold the funeral, I'll bring some good wine... I can drink for three days and three nights in his honor!"
"Huang Jianjiu chuckled.
'Shut up!' Su He Lian snapped coldly, his gaze piercing.
Huang Jianjiu pouted.
Su Wuming glanced at Huang Jianjiu and said calmly, 'Brother Jianjiu, women are like clothing. You should be grateful to me. If I hadn't married Xiao Wan on your behalf, how could you have gained enlightenment and entered the second rank of the True Transmission List with a single sword?'
'Shut up,' Huang Jianjiu retorted.
The sword in Huang Jianjiu's scabbard began to tremble slightly.
Su Wuming lifted his lips in a smirk, 'Xiao Wan is now my woman, and she's doing well. You need not worry about her...'
'I will defeat you in the next True Transmission competition at the Heavenly Tower.'
Huang Jianjiu scoffed, 'Talk after you've won.'
The two fell silent.
Su He Lian walked over to the corpse and began his investigation. Suddenly, he lifted his head, his eyes fixed on You Liqing. In that moment, the raging divine nature across the heavens and earth transformed into an enraged golden crane, its eyes locked onto You Liqing.
'Su He Lian died at the hands of Wan Long Fu Shen!'
'You Liqing... Do you have anything to explain?!'
You Liqing, clad in golden armor with his arms crossed, was momentarily stunned.
'Absolutely impossible!'
He furrowed his brows.
You Liqing approached Su He Lian's corpse.
His powerful senses expanded.
The next moment...
His face stiffened slightly...
...
In Thunder Lane, Heavenly Dao City.
Li Qing Shan sat in the courtyard, holding a divine essence crystal, slowly absorbing its divine nature and restoring his aura. He had also sensed that terrifying explosion, the scorching waves of energy that swept through, containing the will of a Breath Transformation Divine Essence Great Immortal. How could such a will be both fierce and desperate? Li Qing Shan looked up.
Listening to the explosion that reverberated throughout the entire Dao City.
Beneath the cat-faced mask, his eyes held a hint of profundity.
He knew the operation had ended.
It was time for him to make his move.
Exhaling slowly, the snow falling from the sky carried mournful divine nature.
'The Netherworld wants you dead by the third watch, how dare you linger until the fifth?'
'It's time to go.'
Li Qing Shan instantly felt more at ease.
His presence filled the air.
However, Li Qing Shan was also puzzled. Why would the Netherworld want to kill Su He Lian, an honorary elder of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect's outer sect?
Why? Why would the Netherworld do this? But Li Qing Shan firmly believed that the Netherworld must have its reasons.
Because, until now, the Netherworld had never done anything wrong, and Li Qing Shan himself was more inclined to hate evil. Su He Lian must have done something terrible!
Li Qing Shan narrowed his eyes, his faith in the Netherworld unwavering.
Hum—!
A patch of snow suddenly exploded.
Li Qing Shan's eyes sharpened.
A white chess piece floated up, was seized, and in the next moment, Li Che, wearing a Thunder Dragon mask, reappeared in the courtyard.
Standing tall, his body's clothing torn, revealing his muscular frame, as solid as steel.
The scorching qi and blood distorted the air.
The aura of a Breath Transformation Divine Essence Great Realman's battle had not yet dissipated.
The Climbing the Tower state was still active! Fierce, unmatched, and terrifying! His black hair was wild, and his eyes flashed with electricity and golden smoke, merging the powers of the Eight Strange Temple's Divine Forms. He stood like a god-demon in the wind and snow.
The overwhelming pressure of the Strange Temple's rank...
...made it hard for Li Qing Shan to breathe.
How terrifying! Is this the Thunder Dragon?
Could he kill him with just one finger? Li Che's gaze swept over Li Qing Shan, who stiffened slightly.
'You haven't left yet?'
Li Qing Shan: '...'
However, Li Che didn't seem too concerned.
As the Climbing the Tower state dissipated, the oppressive and cramped aura vanished, and the Strange Temple's power returned to the Niwan Palace.
Exhaling slowly, Li Che's eyes shone brilliantly.
He glanced at Li Qing Shan.
'Do you truly wish to join the Netherworld?'
Li Qing Shan's body tensed, but upon hearing the Thunder Dragon's words, he knew it was the Netherworld's superior speaking.
He quickly stood up but found his legs, previously squeezed by the Thunder Dragon, were shaky.
He almost fell to the ground.
Embarrassed, he quickly straightened himself.
'Senior! I, Cat Face, truly wish to join the Netherworld. I hate evil and will punish the wicked!'
Li Qing Shan's conviction surged, his emotions stirred.
Beneath the Thunder Dragon mask, Li Che suddenly laughed softly.
'Hate evil and punish the wicked?
'Then you might be disappointed.'
'The Netherworld...'
'...is perhaps the greatest evil in this world.'
The next moment, the Thunder Dragon spread his five fingers.
'God returns.'
'Bound Spirit.'
The voice was vast, echoing throughout the entire courtyard.
Then, in Li Qing Shan's astonished gaze, a patch of black qi slowly condensed, and...
...Su He Lian's figure appeared, accompanied by roars, screams, pain, and distortion... slowly materializing.
As if...
...from the endless darkness, the Netherworld, where souls wandered, a powerful force pulled him back!
Li Che, wearing the Thunder Dragon mask, watched calmly, his eyes peaceful.
'Now... do you still wish to join the Netherworld?'
(End of Chapter)
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