Chapter 432: The Ten Fierce Dragon God's Painting, Sea-Flipping Nine Infants, and the Ghost Emperor'

Chapter 432: The Ten Fierce Dragon God's Painting, Sea-Flipping Nine Infants, and the Ghost Emperor's Grand Entrance

Ka-cha, ka-cha!!!

Lead clouds churned, and snow roared in the sky.

Thunderbolts crisscrossed, forming a net-like barrier.

Snowflakes as large as hands drifted down from the clouds, swaying amidst the terrifying weave of thunderbolts.

Outside the Heavenly Origin Dao City, the atmosphere was chilling to the extreme.

The Netherworld had made its move.

The Netherworld's ink-colored ferocious tiger, the Netherworld Capital, appeared, and for everyone involved in this war, it was a powerful shock.

The commander-in-chief, Xie Yunsen, had been captured by the Netherworld, and as always, the Netherworld preferred to capture the leader first.

The commander's disappearance significantly impacted the imperial army, leaving them feeling lost and anxious, unsure if they should continue the battle.

Ning Caishen, the sect master of the Seven Treasures Sect, couldn't stop his right eyelid from twitching. His heart suddenly rose to his throat.

That feeling again!

Something was wrong!

Ning Caishen, Gu Cheng, and Huang Mei were fighting Fang Han Shu, but Ning Caishen subconsciously started to hold back, not wanting to continue the fight.

He wanted to confirm if Xie Yunsen could make it out of the Netherworld Capital alive. If not...

If the imperial army's commander-in-chief perished, what would be the point of this grand campaign? There would be no point at all.

Ning Caishen saw no need to continue fighting for this war.

Boom!!!

Fang Han Shu's Vast Profound River surged, and with a clench of his five fingers, his teaching whip, like a long sword, slashed through the air, causing the space to warp slightly, and his momentum soared.

Bang!!!

Huang Mei, the Yellow Eyebrow Great Mage, roared, and the golden Buddha on his body was struck with cracks, as if about to shatter.

"This person is too strong, be careful!"

Huang Mei shouted.

Ning Caishen and Gu Cheng's hearts sank slightly. Fang Han Shu was indeed powerful, drawing upon the Vast Profound River, comparable to a Half-step Divine Tribulation. Such power was naturally extraordinary...

The three of them could barely hold off Fang Han Shu's attacks.

The Dragon God Prince and the Three Dragon Sons had been taken away by the Netherworld, and Zhao Beidou and Xie Yunsen had also been taken by the Netherworld...

No one knew what was happening inside the Netherworld Capital.

However, the situation outside had suddenly reversed due to the disappearance of these individuals.

Boom!!!

Gu Qianchi's sword swung, unleashing countless sword lights without using his tribulation power. After all, Lu Taibai was currently facing the Divine Tribulation, and using tribulation power would be seeking death.

On the other side, Lu Qiankun, the Heavenly Origin Grandmaster, also unleashed his sword light. Sword cultivators were adept at killing, and the two terrifying sword lights collided, exploding into a dazzling fireworks display in mid-air.

Lu Qiankun stood before the plaque, where the vortex of the Heavenly Origin Small Cave Heaven continuously swirled.

His eyebrows furrowed, and he occasionally glanced at the massive gate that hung suspended in mid-air.

The characters 'Netherworld Capital' hung on the ink-colored city gate, exuding an icy and deadly aura.

The Netherworld...

Lu Qiankun heaved a slight sigh of relief.

Without the Netherworld's interference, the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect might not have been able to survive this calamity.

The various divine sects had different thoughts. After the Great Jing Emperor produced Xie Yunsen, he used his strategy to separate the divine sects and even made the Heaven Dan Sect and other major sects submit to the Great Jing Empire. It was likely that he had promised to redistribute territories and fortunes to the divine sects after the war.

With such incentives, it was natural for the divine sects to be defeated one by one, instead of uniting against the empire.

Boom!

Gu Qianchi retreated, and the two Divine Tribulation cultivators did not engage in a life-and-death battle.

Lu Qiankun didn't want to pressure Lu Taibai, who was attempting to break through the Divine Tribulation. Using his full strength might negatively impact Lu Taibai.

On the other side, Gu Qianchi wanted to wait for the outcome of the battle within the Netherworld Capital and see if the Dragon God, Zhao Beidou, and the National Tutor Xie Yunsen could return alive before making further plans.

Otherwise, there was no need to fight to the death with the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect. The battle was meant to impress the imperial court, but with the National Tutor captured by the Netherworld, there was no point in continuing the display.

Gu Qianchi retreated and joined Gu Cheng, sensing the disadvantageous situation Gu Cheng, Huang Mei, and he himself faced against Fang Han Shu.

The Half-step Divine Tribulation cultivators were still a step behind the three top-tier Divine Tribulation cultivators.

Seeing this, Fang Han Shu's Vast Profound River-transformed teaching whip suddenly lashed out, and Gu Qianchi's sword swept across, cutting off the Vast Profound Whip.

Fang Han Shu landed on the empty air, swiftly retreating amidst the Vast Profound River, and returned to the Heavenly Origin Dao City's city wall.

On the other side, the battles between Feng Zhiqi, Zhao Fangzhou, Tang Xiejia, and other Martial Saints and Divine Embryos also concluded, and they retreated to the city wall, maintaining a standoff.

However, powerful auras were released between the opposing strong cultivators, like two waves crashing against each other.

The ancient walls towered like clouds, majestic, grand, and solid.

Outside the walls, numerous Mystic Iron Spirit Wood Warships loomed like ferocious beasts, emitting faint spiritual lights, akin to hungry wolves waiting for the perfect moment to hunt in the wilderness.

A black gate hovered above everyone's heads.

Pitch-black like ink, it seemed to devour endless light, a bottomless abyss, like a gate of death floating in the underworld.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on this gate, eager to witness the final outcome.

Boom!!!

Suddenly, Lu Qiankun's eyes, standing before the Heavenly Origin plaque, flickered.

He abruptly raised his head.

Lu Taibai, who had just returned and was floating beside Lu Qiankun, was also startled, and he looked up.

The various Martial Saints and Divine Embryos also sensed something.

On the warship, Ning Caishen, Gu Cheng, and Gu Qianchi also looked up at the sky, now shrouded in dark clouds.

However, their eyes suddenly narrowed.

In the vast expanse of the sky, an endless crimson radiance suddenly appeared.

The entire world seemed to tremble at that moment.

Black clouds were torn apart, and a blood-colored dragon shadow emerged in the void, coiling and dancing wildly. Finally, it opened its mouth wide and let out a mournful dragon's roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

All the wild beasts in the mountains, rivers, and lakes were filled with fear at that moment.

Even the cultivators and soldiers of the Qianyuan Dao City and the imperial army were filled with trepidation, as if a terrifying beast from the depths of their souls had roared, causing their spirits to tremble.

The blood-colored dragon shadow coiled high in the sky, then roared and soared upwards, rushing towards the end of the black clouds as if to tear through the barriers of heaven and earth and charge into the Nine Heavens, the source of the calamity.

But in the end, it was unsuccessful. The blood-colored dragon shadow coiled and soared upwards, reaching three thousand feet before exploding, and the entire sky seemed to turn blood-red in an instant.

The falling snowflakes were stained with crimson, carrying a strong scent of blood.

Among the blood-stained snow, there were blood-colored raindrops mixed in.

Red rain poured down, an extraordinary phenomenon in heaven and earth!

A divine tribulation, falling upon the mortal world!

A terrifying blood-colored thunderbolt appeared high in the sky, like a blood-red long sword, tearing open the skin of heaven and earth, revealing bloody flesh!

An extraordinary phenomenon in heaven and earth!

As if the entire Lingnan Dao was shaking, spanning hundreds of miles, the Grand Canal was surging with waves.

The water surged and exploded, and one after another, human figures emerged from the Grand Canal, stepping on the undulating waves, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"Ahhhh—"

"Our Dragon Emperor has fallen!"

These figures had horns on their heads, their horns prominent, all of them cultivators of the Dragon God lineage.

At this moment, they looked up at the extraordinary phenomenon in the sky, tears streaming down their faces, and they knelt on the river's surface, wailing in grief.

The Dragon Emperor's death.

The Dragon God lineage was about to be completely destroyed...

...

...

The howling wind surged, like the waves from the Yellow Springs, piercing through the soul with an icy chill.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Mo Cheng, Fengdu.

In the entire Mo Cheng, torrential rain poured down without end, countless streams of water gushing and swirling on the broken ground.

The falling black raindrops seemed to dispel the toxic fumes of the poison pill.

A scorching heat filled the air, and the purple flames twisted and burned, turning the falling black raindrops into steam, rising like clouds.

On Li Cheshun's head, the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame flickered, and a golden skull appeared, like ghostly flames dancing endlessly.

On the ground, an enormous dragon bone fell with a force of millions of pounds, creating a deep crater in the ground.

Li Cheshun's eyes gleamed with a mysterious light.

Behind him, the Immortal Painting Fruit's Dao Induction slowly unfurled, revealing the Ten Fierce Ink Painting.

Li Cheshun was curious. This Dao Induction, which had captured an Old Dragon God in the Divine Tribulation Realm, what kind of fierce power could it unleash?

This Dao Induction, Li Cheshun had never used before. The previous Dragon God Prince could have been used, but Li Cheshun felt that it would be a waste to use a Ten Fierce slot on a Dragon God Prince who hadn't even reached the Divine Tribulation Realm.

Now, with an Old Dragon God in the First Calamity and Second Tribulation Realm, barely met the requirements.

"Ten Fierce Ink!"

"Return to your position!"

Li Cheshun spread his arms, and the enormous dragon bone began to shake violently. Then, the massive dragon bone seemed to dissolve into black ink, slowly melting away until it turned into black ink.

"Roar—"

A terrifying dragon's roar shook the heavens, like a blood-red whip, lashing the skies and coiling around, as if a soul-binding shackle was breaking apart inch by inch!

The Old Dragon God, transformed into black ink, his aura rising steadily. Li Cheshun's back, the Dao Induction painting couldn't help but flutter and tremble.

Then, the Ink Dragon God roared and slammed its tail into the Ink Painting.

Countless splatters of black ink flew, and a boundless demonic energy raged, swirling and wreaking havoc!

The ink-colored shockwave, centered on Li Cheshun's body, rapidly expanded and crashed into the ink-filled sky, shattering the ink rain!

Splatters of black ink flew, and within them, a boundless demonic energy raged, swirling and wreaking havoc!

The ink-colored dragon shadow suddenly emerged from the painting, rushing out as if trying to escape in fear.

It was the awakened Dragon Soul, not bound by Soul Binding, and so it did not submit to Li Cheshun.

Sensing that the painting wanted to devour it, to devour everything, the Dragon Soul began to panic.

It wanted to escape.

But it couldn't escape.

Black ink chains descended from the painting, binding the Ink Dragon Soul, its dragon claws and tail, all being pulled into the painting with a cracking sound, inch by inch.

"Roar—"

With the last dragon's roar echoing through the heavens of Mo Cheng, the Old Dragon God's Dragon Soul was completely pulled into the Ten Fierce Ink Painting.

Slowly, the painting revealed the ink, as if the Immortal Painter's brush had drawn it.

Ten Fierce Ink: Sea Flipping Nine Infants (10%)



Hmm?

In front of Li Cheshun, a black light slowly appeared, and a line of text emerged.

Ten Fierce Ink: Sea Flipping Nine Infants (10%)



Li Cheshun's eyes widened.

In his mind, a vast scene slowly unfolded.

In the scene, the vast sea churned, waves rose, and a thousand waves soared into the sky, forming a vortex.

Nine swirling vortexes appeared in the vast ocean, and as the vortexes swelled like overturned bowls, the water erupted!

The entire ocean seemed to be flipped over!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Countless water columns shot into the sky, rising from the ocean and piercing through the clouds, resembling a dragon whirl.

Within the nine erupting water waves, nine hideous dragon heads danced wildly, their necks long and slender, they were connected to a single body, and fleshy wings suddenly spread open...

Obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun!

A menacing aura spread across the heavens and covered the earth!

The nine dragon heads roared towards the firmament, as if protesting the injustice of the world!

One of the Ten Fierce...

Sea Flipping Nine Infants!

Boom—!!!

In Li Che's chest, the Immortal Painter Fruit was throbbing violently.

Boom, boom, boom—

With each throb, it was like a sonic impact, rumbling endlessly!

No one knew how long it had been, but the Immortal Painter Fruit in Li Che's chest gradually calmed down.

Li Che landed on the ground in Mo Cheng, and the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame quietly burned beneath his purple flames.

Under the skull, his eyes were deep and mysterious, resembling the Nine Hells.

He raised his hand, and his fingers curled like hooks.

In his palm, a black chess piece was filled with intertwining terror and demonic energy.

It was as if a faint dragon's roar was about to explode within.

His fingers clenched tightly, and the black chess piece shattered in his grip, while the painting behind him slowly unfurled.

Within the flat, wall-like painting, countless chains clanged, and nine long and slender necks and heads emerged from the painting.

However, seven of the heads were extremely blurry, with only two heads appearing more distinct, one of which shone with an extremely dazzling light.

Dragon God... transformed into one of the Ten Fierce, the Ink Nine Infants!

Boom—!!!

Li Che could sense the power and ferocity of this vicious beast. It was extremely crazy and destructive, with a terrifying belief in destroying everything.

However, Li Che could decide its life and death in an instant.

Whether to extinguish its dragon soul or not.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The wings flapped, and the Sea Flipping Nine Infants hovered in the sky, their two dragon heads swaying, their eyes glowing with a mysterious light.

"In the One Calamity Two Tribulation Realm, why are there two heads?"

Beneath the purple flames, Li Che's eyes revealed a faint smile.

"It seems there's still room for greater growth."

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The Ink Nine Infants with nine heads might be much stronger than they are now.

Tame a Sea Flipping Nine Infants!

For pets like this, you need to raise them well, making them plump and white so they can better serve you.

Li Che scanned the area, and his eyes lit up. With his fingers spread wide, the shattered dragon flesh on the ground gathered together, forming a gigantic meatball.

In his chest, the Immortal Painter Fruit had just calmed down when another Dao Fruit started throbbing wildly.

It was the Ten Thousand Demons Emperor Dao Fruit!

A mighty force of absorption burst forth from the Ten Thousand Demons Emperor Dao Fruit, crazily absorbing the demonic energy from the Ancient Dragon God's corpse.

The only regret was that the Dragon King Pearl had been destroyed...

Otherwise, the Ten Thousand Demons Emperor would have surely feasted to its heart's content.

As the Ten Thousand Demons Emperor Dao Fruit's maturity began to rapidly increase, Li Che's mood instantly improved.

When the Ancient Dragon God's shattered flesh and the remaining demonic energy were completely absorbed, the Ten Thousand Demons Emperor Dao Fruit finally calmed down.

Dao Fruit: Ten Thousand Demons Emperor (Lv5, 50%)



Li Che glanced around, feeling a bit disappointed as the increase in maturity was less than he had imagined.

Originally, Li Che had planned to absorb the Ancient Dragon God's demonic energy and directly advance to Lv6.

But now it seemed that achieving such a leap was indeed a bit of a delusional fantasy.

Of course, it was also possible that the Ancient Dragon God had been beaten too badly.

The Dragon King Pearl exploded, and the dragon bone was also turned into ink, becoming the Sea Flipping Nine Infants.

Dao Fruit: Immortal Painter (Lv660%)



Li Che's eyes lit up, and his mood improved greatly.

It seemed that drawing a Ten Fierce beast in the Ink Ten Fierce Painting significantly increased the maturity of the Immortal Painter Dao Fruit.

Aside from this, the gains from this battle were not limited to these.

The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, Pure Heart Dao Fruit, Chess Sage Dao Fruit, and others had all increased in maturity to varying degrees!

Of course, the greatest gain was acquiring a One Calamity Two Tribulation Realm pet!

By killing a One Calamity Two Tribulation Realm grand cultivator, even if it was done through somewhat despicable means, Li Che still gained significant feedback from the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit.

At Lv7, the maturity increased by 5%.

It could be said that this was quite significant.

After all, as the Dao Fruit reached Lv7, increasing its maturity would become increasingly difficult.

Crack, crack, crack, crack—

Li Che stretched his body, feeling his bones and muscles rumbling, and powerful blood energy surging wildly.

Xie Yunsen and Zhao Beidou respectfully floated over, bowing towards Li Che.

"Master!"

Li Che's smile faded, and he put away the Nine-Turn Ascending Dragon Pill, a vicious Heaven Toxic Pill, that was floating behind him.

He nodded towards the two.

His mind was always connected to the outside world.

Because this time, Li Che did not use Soul Binding. If he had, it would have been like hiding the heavens and crossing the sea, and the will of heaven and earth would have directly sensed the connection between the Ancient Dragon God and the Ancestral Dragon Tribulation being severed, naturally deeming it as death.

Even if it transformed into the Sea Flipping Nine Infants, a terrifying beast, it would still be a new soul, and the power it controlled would be completely different.

If Soul Binding was used, since the soul would be the same, existing like a wandering soul of heaven and earth, it naturally would not trigger a tribulation.

"The Ancient Dragon God's death cannot be concealed..."

"But it's not a big problem."

Li Che said calmly.

Xie Yunsen gently fanned his feather fan, deep in thought. "Master, with the Ancient Dragon God's death, the court's side will have no chance of defeating the Qian Yuan Divine Sect. They can only choose to retreat."

"There's basically no chance of conquering the Fa Shan Po Zong."

"So, Zhao Beidou, escort us out. Say that the Ancient Dragon God sacrificed his life for the future of the Dragon God lineage, he used his life to protect you two as you escape from the Small Cave Heaven."

Li Che smiled faintly.

Xie Yunsen frowned, "If we retreat... the emperor will definitely suspect something."

Li Che waved his hand dismissively, "It's fine. The emperor only wants the unification of the world's divine sects' fortunes..."

"Old Xie, didn't you tell me that the fortunes of the Heaven Dan Sect, Vast Profound Academy, Seven Treasures Sect, and other divine sects haven't been incorporated into the court?" Li Che asked.

Xie Yunsen nodded, his eyes glimmering with a hint of mystery, "Yes, although these divine sects have submitted on the surface, it's not easy to get them to hand over their fortunes and abandon the cultivation of the Golden Lotus. It would require a lot of persuasion..."

Li Che smiled, "In that case, after the court's army retreats from the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, they can attack the Heaven Dan Sect in Guangling Dao."

"Give the emperor an explanation, let him trust that you are still a capable minister."

"Just say that in Heavenly Origin Dao City, you convinced the Netherworld to cooperate and take action."

Xie Yunsen's eyes flashed upon hearing this, "The emperor probably won't believe it, right?"

"Don't worry, Lian Gonggong will properly report to the emperor..."

Xie Yunsen smiled upon hearing this, and after gently shaking his feather fan, he bowed in a salute.

"Rest assured, my lord, I will do my utmost for you..."

"Gather the fortunes of the world!"

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...

Buzzing...

Above Heavenly Origin Dao City, dark clouds rolled and surged, suppressing the atmosphere to the extreme.

The atmosphere was heavy, and no one spoke, as everyone stared at the pitch-black door, as dark as ink.

Lu Qiankun, the grandmaster of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, sighed softly, "Old Dragon God... a three-thousand-year-old monster, one can't help but admire his determination to fight against fate and prolong his life for the sake of his race's continuation."

"It's a pity that a forced extension of life is ultimately unsustainable and prone to unexpected changes."

"The Dragon Deity lineage's fortune... is now scattered."

Lu Qiankun sighed, while Fang Hanshu beside him had eyes that flashed with brilliance, and his heart was filled with a surge of emotions.

It was known that within that small inner world, the Old Dragon God could unleash his full strength, gather the Tribulation Wheel, and display the power of the first and second tribulations.

The first and second tribulations were far more powerful than the first tribulation alone.

At least one could handle five or six first tribulations without any pressure, and even suppress the opponent.

This was a suppression of tribulation power.

However, the Old Dragon God actually perished within the small inner world of the Netherworld Capital.

Who killed the Old Dragon God?

The Netherworld King?

Impossible. The Netherworld King's strength is comparable to Zhao Beidou's, and even if he exhausted all his means, it would be difficult to kill Zhao Beidou.

How could he possibly kill the Old Dragon God?

Rumble...

Just as the powerful figures were shaken in their hearts, the pitch-black door, as if woven from the flashing thunder, suddenly opened.

It seemed to have been forced open by a powerful force.

Two figures burst out, none other than Zhao Beidou, Xie Yunsen, the Dragon Deity Prince, and the Three Dragon Sons...

Except for the Old Dragon God, all the powerful figures who were pulled into the Ink City's Netherworld Capital managed to escape.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Grandpa!!!"

The Dragon Deity Prince wept blood, and as soon as he left the Ink City's Netherworld Capital, he knelt down and howled in tears.

Zhao Beidou's face turned deathly pale, and blood continuously flowed from his mouth and nose.

He was still putting on an act, but it had to be convincing.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Beidou's face was as white as wax, and as he enveloped the Dragon Deity Prince and the others, they swiftly returned to the court's camp.

Xie Yunsen landed on a warship, his body staggering, and his face was extremely pale.

"Old Dragon God... farewell!"

"I, Xie Yunsen, will take care of the Dragon Deity lineage! Rest in peace!"

Xie Yunsen clenched his fists.

Gu Qianchi, seeing Xie Yunsen's return, immediately relaxed the tension in his eyes and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

With the death of the Old Dragon God, he had thought that Xie Yunsen and the others would also perish.

But the current situation turned out better than his expectations.

"Elder Gu... the Dragon Deity Elder fought to break through the encirclement and died in battle against the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, completely perishing within that small inner world..."

Xie Yunsen was filled with sorrow.

However, Gu Qianchi's heart stirred slightly.

"Netherworld Ghost Emperor?"

Isn't it the Netherworld King?

The Netherworld... has a new ruler?

Gu Qianchi's heart surged with emotions, wondering why such a powerful figure like the Old Dragon God had perished there.

What is this Netherworld, and how could it be so powerful?

Xie Yunsen's face was filled with bitterness as he looked at the Netherworld Capital's gate, floating in midair.

"Above the Netherworld King, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor..."

After speaking, Gu Qianchi felt a sense of premonition.

He suddenly turned his head.

And saw the Netherworld Capital's gate, suspended in midair, suddenly open, as if an endless darkness was pouring out in an instant.

Gu Qianchi's hair stood on end, and a sense of impending disaster descended upon him.

On the other side.

Lu Qiankun, Fang Hanshu, and the other powerful figures from the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect also focused their eyes.

And saw.

The Netherworld Capital's gate opened.

The dark light disappeared, replaced by countless bursts of purple brilliance.

A purple flame blazed fiercely.

And beneath that purple flame was a golden skull.

A pair of eyes, deep and mysterious like the Nine Hells Pupil.

Below that, was the standard black robe of the Netherworld, fluttering in the wind.

A tall figure stood before the Netherworld Capital's gate.

With his hands clasped across his chest.

Looking down upon all creation.

In those hollow and indifferent eyes, like those of an evil ghost, was an overwhelming apathy towards the world and its life.

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor!

Under countless gazes.

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor raised his head and glanced at the sky, shrouded in dark clouds.

Then, he took a step outside the Netherworld Capital's gate.

From within the gate, he appeared in this world, and a terrifying tribulation power surged out from the purple flames, raging and overwhelming.

As if incompatible with this world...

In an instant...

The world changed color!

The world rejected his presence!

(End of Chapter)

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