Chapter 459: The Saint's Corpse in the Qitian Temple, the Complete Qitian Face, and the Acquisition

Chapter 459: The Saint's Corpse in the Qitian Temple, the Complete Qitian Face, and the Acquisition of the Immortal Seed

The Qitian face, floating before him, emanated a subtle glow, as if a gentle breeze was causing it to sway, making this one-third of the mask resemble a hanging wind chime.

On Li Che's face, the two pieces of the Qitian face that had been pieced together were slightly trembling.

It was as if countless threads were bursting forth from the Qitian face, and then they began to wrap around the floating mask, writhing and intertwining with each other.

Countless golden monkey hairs emitted a faint light, swaying slowly like fine water plants in a river.

Faintly, it seemed as if a terrifying roar of a divine ape was emanating from the mask, constantly spreading out and reverberating through the void, causing ripples and upheavals.

Crack! Crack!

Along with the sound, the remaining fragments of the mask completely fused together.

And a surge of heat rapidly flowed out from the mask, spreading to Li Che's entire body, like an electric current, causing additional information to appear in Li Che's mind.

Li Che's eyes lit up slightly as a result.

Because in his chest, the Long Xiang Jin Gang Dao Guo was throbbing.

This additional information was related to pure martial arts.

Li Che's mind stirred slightly as he examined it, and it was indeed the complete three martial arts!

The Shuinantian, Fanxianlu, and Talin Xiao! Among them, Shuinantian and Fanxianlu were the Hua Shen Zhen Wu, and the complete Qitian face, which was just formed from the fragments, imparted the martial arts heritage of Talin Xiao, which was the ultimate technique, a Xian Zhong martial art!

No wonder the Long Xiang Jin Gang Dao Guo was throbbing!

"Another Xian Zhong martial art, worthy of the Qitian Temple's San Qing position, just from a temple god resonance, I have acquired two Xian Zhong martial arts!"

One of them was the "Tian Gang Xian Wu Qi Shi Er Bian," and with this "Talin Xiao," it could be said that they were the essence of the Qitian stick techniques.

"However... why is it Tian Gang Xian Wu Qi Shi Er Bian? Shouldn't it be Di Sha Qi Shi Er Bian?"

Li Che's eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

The mask closed, and the complete Qitian face officially merged onto his face.

Faintly, it seemed as if there were still images flowing, but Li Che restrained his mind and did not investigate.

The complete Qitian face covered his face, and Li Che's heart seemed to have a flame burning fiercely, making his entire person become more unrestrained and flamboyant!

His mind was like a raging fire, burning fiercely!

Even Li Che's control over the Dao Jie flame seemed to be constantly surging at this moment.

Li Che took a deep breath. He felt that if he entered the Dao Jie space at this moment and underwent the baptism of the Dao Jie flame, perhaps he could borrow the power of the heart ape's fire to master more of the Yuan Chu Long Xiang Yan!

However, unfortunately, Li Che had other matters to attend to at this moment.

He could only forcefully suppress the impulse that had arisen from the depths of his heart.

Besides that, Li Che began to feel the amplification after putting on the Qitian face. He felt that his entire mental state had become more vigorous, and his Qi strength seemed to have increased by thirty percent!

That was a thirty percent increase in strength!

It was almost equivalent to the surge in Qi strength after detonating the fifth and sixth Qi Men Shen Zhong in the Ba Qi Men!

In other words, by putting on the Qitian face, Li Che had effectively advanced from the Ba Qi Men to the Jiu Qi Men!

The mask was equivalent to one Qi Men!

His body... became even stronger and more robust! Under the mask, the corners of his lips curled upwards.

Of course, Li Che had another reason for not researching the hidden images within the Qitian face. It was because the Hun Yuan Ruyi Jin Gu Gun, which stood towering on the city wall of the inner city, had appeared.

This San Qing ranked divine weapon was something Li Che had always yearned for.

Ever since he left Feilei City with his wife and daughter and arrived at Jin Guang Fu, he had heard the legend and knew that this was a divine weapon listed in the Divine Weapon Records.

And now, he finally had the opportunity to acquire this divine weapon!

In his hand, the Sui Xin Jin Tie Shen Gan was vibrating at a frequency higher than before, as if it were resonating with the heart ape's fire burning in his chest, constantly trembling!

As someone who had lived two lives, Li Che's soul also contained the memories of his previous life, and there seemed to be an innate expectation of playing with the stick.

He couldn't resist the allure of the Qitian stick!

Li Che's eyes lit up, and he was determined to obtain the Qitian stick...

Whoosh! Whoosh!

As the enormous and bizarre mist that had been gushing out from the black hole in the city gate gradually began to subside, becoming thinner and thinner.

The figures that had been obscured by the mist slowly emerged.

The Western Buddhist Kingdom monks with their palms pressed together, their eyes resembling the markings on a cicada's wings.

There was also the second-calamity Black Ox Demon God, who was carrying the Jia Hai Zi Jin Liang, a divine weapon of the same level as the Sui Xin Jin Tie Shen Gan.

There were also Ye Pengju, Wang Kui, and other Great Jing Dynasty court temple masters.

One by one, the figures seemed to awaken from a state of confusion and slumber, some looking bewildered and some looking lost.

Because this temple god resonance seemed to be ending too quickly.

They were still in the midst of the temple god resonance, trying to establish a resonance with the Qitian Temple God and gain inheritance and opportunities.

However, it seemed like it had just begun, but why did it suddenly end?

The Black Ox Demon God was enveloped in black Qi, squinting his eyes, he was about to participate in a battle against the celestial court's heavenly soldiers and generals, resonating with the Qitian Temple God.

But... just as he was waiting for the start of the grand battle, it suddenly ended.

The Black Ox Demon God felt a sense of frustration, as if something was blocking his breath, making it hard for him to breathe, and he felt extremely uncomfortable!

"The temple god resonance has ended..."

"Is there someone who has already completed at least ninety percent of the temple god resonance?"

"Who is it?!"

The Black Ox Demon God's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he swept his gaze over the crowd.

Finally, his gaze fell on the figure closest to the city gate.

The tall figure, carrying a Sui Xin Jin Tie Shen Gan, was none other than Li Che.

Wearing the divine monkey mask, he surpassed all the prepared participants of the temple god resonance and walked to the foot of the city gate.

Undoubtedly, the divine monkey was the reason for the early conclusion of the temple god resonance!

The Black Ox Demon God's blood-red copper bell-like eyes burst with a hint of unwillingness and ferocity: "What a formidable Netherworld Monkey!"

Of course, he was also astonished. How did the Netherworld Monkey... manage to achieve over ninety percent of the temple god resonance? Moreover, judging by the situation, it seemed to be even higher than ninety percent, reaching ninety-five percent or more!

How was this possible?

Firstly, the Netherworld Monkey is not of the Demon Race!

This fact alone meant that the Netherworld Monkey could never achieve a resonance of over 90% with the Temple God, right?

Could it be that holding the Willful Golden Iron Staff allows one to act so recklessly and capriciously?

But the Black Bull Demon God also holds a divine weapon, the Purple Golden Beam, which is of the same level as the Willful Golden Iron Staff, obtained from the Ancestral Dragon Island!

All eyes were fixed on the divine monkey.

No one knew if the monkey had obtained the Qitian inheritance and, if so, what kind of inheritance it was!

However, at this moment, the Black Bull Demon God's focus was not on the monkey but on the inner city wall, where a divine treasure staff seemed to have emerged from its shell, washing away all impurities.

A divine treasure staff of the Three Purities rank!

The Purple Golden Beam in his hand trembled incessantly!

"I must obtain it! I must get that divine weapon!"

The Black Bull Demon God's eyes burned with fervor, and his heart was filled with anticipation. If he could acquire this divine treasure staff, he might have a chance to enter the Wiles Pavilion, share a cave with the gods, and gain the attention of the Wiles Pavilion, thus qualifying to challenge for the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations Demon God Supreme position!

This was the Black Bull's opportunity to soar!

Almost everyone's gaze was fixed on the Three Purities rank staff atop the inner city wall.

Of course, there was another reason for this: the Temple God's resonance had ended, indicating that the inner city gates had opened.

"The inner city is open!"

"We can enter the inner city!"

A monk from the Western Buddhist Kingdom, dressed in yellow robes with palms pressed together, and with a cicada mark burning between his eyebrows, spoke in a deep voice.

His voice seemed to have a magical quality, echoing throughout the entire outer city of Qitian.

Even the powerful Lu Taibai and Lu Qiankun felt their hearts stir, filled with anticipation and eagerness. They felt an urge to unleash their power and rush towards the inner city.

"Halt!"

Lu Qiankun's eyebrows twitched, and a sword intent hummed and spread out.

Lu Taibai's Daoyun Tribulation Sword between his eyebrows trembled incessantly, and his expression became extremely solemn.

Fang Hanshu's Confucian robe fluttered, and behind him, a vast river of righteousness surged and fell. He effortlessly blocked the temptation from the Western Buddhist monk.

"Amitabha!"

"The inner city gates are open, and the Qitian Wicked Temple is right before us. The inheritance of the Heaven-Striking Temple... is within reach. Fellow cultivators, time is of the essence; what are we waiting for?"

A voice chanting Buddhist sutras echoed.

Lu Taibai's eyes shifted, and he glanced over, only to find his expression freeze.

The reason was that the one chanting the sutras was none other than Huang Mei, who had received Li Che's message and rushed over from Xie Yun's divine expedition army.

Lu Taibai's expression turned peculiar.

Only he was aware of Huang Mei's secret.

This guy was already dead!

Resurrected by the Netherworld, he had secretly joined their ranks.

As Huang Mei spoke, many restless cultivators lost their restraint. The Shen Jie Zhi elders from Little Lingyin Temple, along with several top-tier and god-level monks, immediately snapped out of their hesitation and headed towards the gate.

The monk from the Western Buddhist Kingdom with the cicada mark on his eyebrows tilted his head in confusion, seeing the monks from Little Lingyin Temple responding to his call and taking the lead.

Upon seeing the monks from Little Lingyin Temple taking the initiative, Huang Mei couldn't help but twitch his lips...

However, as the strong cultivators from Little Lingyin Temple made their move, those who had not participated in the Temple God's resonance also stopped watching and observing. Instead, they rushed towards the inner city gate with fiery eyes and excitement.

Vitality, divine essence, Dao essence, and calamity power intertwined and surged.

Since they were within the range of Qitian City's shroud, they could unleash their power without restraint due to the presence of the eerie mist.

"Let's go too."

Lu Qiankun clenched his fist, and an ancient-looking sword fell into his hand. It was his Qiankun Sword, which he hadn't used in many years, but now was the time to showcase its might.

However, Lu Qiankun and Fang Hanshu's actions were stopped by Lu Taibai.

"Let's observe for now."

Lu Taibai said.

Fang Hanshu looked at Lu Taibai with suspicion. This cautious style was not typical of their sect master!

But they didn't completely ignore Lu Taibai's words, so they did stop their actions and decided to observe.

However, they also paid close attention to the inner city.

After all, the inner city held the inheritance of the Heaven-Striking Temple.

As the once-dominant sect that occupied half of Da Jing and was considered the top sect in the entire realm, even the slightly weaker Wu Shen Mountain was eager to obtain the inheritance of the Heaven-Striking Temple.

Boom!

A torrent of energy burst forth, and divine essence, vitality, and Dao essence ravaged the sky above the inner city of Qitian, seemingly suppressing the eerie mist.

The monks from Little Lingyin Temple led the way, with their Shen Jie robes fluttering. Even surpassing the provoked demon cultivators, they reached the spot where the divine monkey stood.

Li Che, wearing a mask, slightly tilted his head and glanced at the Little Lingyin Temple cultivators, whose emotions were as fiery as flames, as they charged into the dark gate of the inner city.

Huang Mei never took his eyes off Li Che, as it was Li Che's order for him to lead the Little Lingyin Temple cultivators to take the initiative.

Huang Mei and Li Che were both surprised by the effectiveness of their plan.

Of course, the initial condition was probably the monk from the Western Buddhist Kingdom who first tempted them.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, a deafening sound erupted from the dark gate, like a shockwave, creating a wave of air that flew like a crashing wave.

It was like a war drum in the ancient temple on the snowy mountain peak, where a bare-chested deity, drenched in sweat, was beating the drum.

Roar!

Intense death and corpse auras surged forth!

The Little Lingyin Temple cultivators who had rushed in first were bleeding and flying out one after another!

Their eyes revealed a mix of shock and doubt.

"They're cursed corpses! Countless temple-guarding cursed corpses!"

Boom!

The dark gate opened, and the rolling death and corpse auras, mixed with the eerie mist, gushed out from the city like a bursting river!

Instantly, they spread out in a fan shape, reaching a range of three hundred zhang in front of the inner city of Qitian.

One after another, the temple-guarding cursed corpses appeared, bloated and ugly, each with a different posture.

Some even wore ancient robes, which were the robes of the disciples during the heyday of the Heaven-Striking Temple.

The strong cultivators from Little Lingyin Temple, who had taken the lead, suffered losses as they faced the proactive attacks of the temple-guarding cursed corpses.

The old monk at the Divine Tribulation realm, his face turned ashen, as if afflicted by the Corpse Poison from the Temple Curse. His aura began to rapidly weaken.

He had encountered a Temple Curse Corpse at the First Calamity and Third Tribulation realm, and with just one punch, he was infected by the Corpse Poison.

However, Li Che stood at the end of the three-hundred-zhang-long city gate, facing the surging Death Aura and Corpse Qi from the inner city, unaffected in the slightest.

The swarming Temple Curse Corpses rushed out like a tidal wave, bypassing Li Che as if he were invisible.

Li Che knew this was the benefit of resonating with the Temple God.

The advantage of seizing the initiative.

Li Che burst into laughter, a gift from Qitian? He covered his face with his hand, and a gradually unrestrained laughter escaped his throat.

"Everyone... I'll take the lead then."

He slowly turned around, the golden monkey mask with its golden fur flying, arms resting on the Willful Golden Iron Staff, his eyes shimmering with golden smoke, free and unfettered.

His toes suddenly tapped the ground, and amidst the angry glares of the powerful beings, the golden monkey seemed to transform into a streak of light, shooting into the pitch-black and eerie inner city gate of Qitian.

The Black Bull Demon God held up the palace-pillar-like Purple Gold Beam with one hand and slammed it down, knocking back a Temple Curse Corpse that had locked onto his aura and was charging at him.

This Temple Curse Corpse at the First Calamity and Third Tribulation realm was powerful, but the Black Bull Demon God was, after all, a Second Calamity realm expert.

Among this group of Temple Curse Corpses, the strongest was only at the First Calamity and Third Tribulation realm, posing no threat to him.

Therefore, the Black Bull Demon God wasn't concerned.

His eyes, red as copper bells, fixed on the golden monkey who had rushed into the gate, hoping that there would be even more powerful Temple Curse Corpses inside, or even a Second Calamity realm Temple Curse Corpse, to force the golden monkey out.

Unfortunately...

There was none.

After a few breaths, the gate remained quiet, still pitch-black, and the golden monkey had disappeared without a trace.

The Black Bull Demon God suddenly felt uneasy.

He roared, and four Temple Curse Corpses at the First Calamity and Third Tribulation realm rushed over, along with twelve other Demon Gods who joined forces and charged forward.

"Follow me into the inner city of Qitian! The heritage of the Qitian Temple, the legacy left by the Qitian Demon Saint, has been guarded by our Demon Clan for five hundred years. It must not fall into the hands of others!"

"We Demon Clan have guarded Qitian City for five hundred years. How can we let others take it away?"

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The Black Bull Demon God roared, his shout shaking the space, with sound waves spreading out, causing the space to tremble, and the power of calamity unleashed, sending the Temple Curse Corpses at the First Calamity and Third Tribulation realm flying out.

Bang—!!!

The Black Bull Demon God carried the Purple Gold Beam and charged towards the inner city of Qitian.

In pursuit of the golden monkey, the Black Bull Demon God yearned for the Mixed Origin Wishful Golden Hoop Stick, unwilling to let this treasure fall into the hands of the golden monkey. The chaos emerged too quickly, and the battle that erupted exceeded everyone's expectations.

War drums thundered throughout the inner city of Qitian, as countless Temple Curse Corpses enveloped in Death Aura and Corpse Qi surged like a black tidal wave.

In just a moment, numerous cultivators had already met their demise. One of them was a Divine Embryo Great God, the first to be summoned by Yellow Eyebrow to enter the inner city, who was already severely injured and torn apart by a Temple Curse Corpse.

"How can there be so many Temple Curse Corpses?"

"Something's wrong! It's completely wrong. There are so many Temple Curse Corpses in the inner city of Qitian... Could it be that they've turned the entire Qitian City's Dao heritage into Corpse Corpses?"

"Kill!"

...

Shouts of killing suddenly echoed, piercing the clouds as if they would overturn the entire Qitian City.

With such a situation, even a fool would know that there must be something incredibly valuable within the inner city of Qitian, attracting so many Temple Curse Corpses to guard it. It must be an extraordinary heritage! Normally, in a Wicked Temple, even in the Three Pure Wicked Temples, the number of Temple Curse Corpses and Temple Curse Corpse Kings combined would not exceed nine. Nine is an extreme number, and breaking this number indicates that there is something extraordinary within the temple... No one expected that even before entering the inner city of Qitian, a fierce battle had already erupted. The shouts of killing shook the heavens, and the battle was extremely brutal.

Divine Tribulation cultivators no longer suppressed their cultivation, taking action one after another. The power of calamities and tribulations intertwined, creating immense pressure for the top-tier Absolute Peak and Divine Embryo Great Gods.

However, no one retreated. It was unclear if it was due to the bewitching power within the eerie mist or the overwhelming temptation within the inner city of Qitian, but the battle became increasingly brutal.

The number of fallen cultivators continued to rise, and the city gate gradually turned crimson.

Lu Taibai, Lu Qiankun, and other powerful cultivators from the Qianyuan Sect also took action, along with Xuan Jiuzhan and others, carving a bloody path as they headed towards the inner city.

Various forces formed their own camps, clashing with each other, gradually suppressing the tide of Temple Curse Corpses that had rushed out.

However, amidst the fierce battle.

No one noticed a figure shrouded in a black robe, walking amidst the corpses on the ground, greedily absorbing the Death Aura and Corpse Qi.

When Lu Taibai and the others entered the gate and disappeared from sight.

The figure wrapped in the black robe slowly raised his head, revealing a completely distorted and ugly face beneath the hood, his eyes constantly shifting as if six different wills were constantly assaulting his mind.

"Teacher... Your disciple... has come to see you off..."

"Little Junior Sister, I... I will protect you!"

"Little Junior Sister should embark on her journey to the netherworld!"

...

...

Inside the inner city of Qitian.

Li Che, wearing the Qitian mask, walked through the gate, feeling as if he had traveled through time and space.

As he walked through the gate, the shouts of killing echoed behind him.

However, after passing through the gate and entering the inner city, all the shouting ceased.

Li Che carried the Willful Golden Iron Staff, his black robe fluttering, and as he looked around, his eyes narrowed.

The vastness of the inner city of Qitian exceeded Li Che's expectations, incredibly expansive and wild, with palaces and pavilions lining both sides of a straight river that ran through the entire city.

On both sides, white jade railings stood as barriers, seemingly dividing the city into two.

It was as if it wasn't an inner city, but more like...

A palace complex!

Countless magnificent palace structures stood tall, with intricate carvings and colorful paintings, shimmering with gold and jade. Despite the passage of time, these buildings showed no signs of decay.

Li Che turned his head and looked back at the city wall behind him. However, to his surprise, the Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, which had originally stood atop the wall, had vanished. The treasure stick, with its golden glow, was nowhere to be seen on the city tower!

Li Che's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to touch his forehead.

In an instant, the Celestial Chessboard soared into the sky, spinning as it opened up.

The vast inner city was revealed in Li Che's eyes...

At the end of the inner city, on a small hill surrounded by white jade steps, stood an even more magnificent palace, constantly shimmering with golden light.

And from behind that palace, the Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick rose into the sky.

"So even the Grand Supervisor can make mistakes in his predictions..."

Li Che couldn't help but smile.

This divine weapon, a treasure stick of the Three Purities rank, was never on the city wall. It only appeared so because of the angle; the towering treasure stick, dozens of zhang tall, overlapped with the city wall. From the outer city looking in, it seemed as if the stick was standing on the wall.

Therefore, the Grand Supervisor's prediction must have been based on the image of the treasure stick as seen from outside the city.

For some reason, Li Che felt a sense of relief.

Perhaps the Grand Supervisor's mistake made Li Che's respect for him diminish slightly.

Touching his forehead, the mask of Qi Tian seemed to merge perfectly with Li Che's face, as if they had become one, even down to the flesh. It was as if he wasn't wearing a mask at all.

"Is this inner city of Qi Tian a small independent paradise?"

"No!"

Li Che suddenly seemed to realize something.

His forehead split open, and the Star-Plucking Pupil appeared.

Golden light flashed, connecting with the Celestial Chessboard, as he scanned the entire inner city.

With endless analysis and insight, he sought the truth!

"Sure enough..."

Li Che exhaled, his eyes filled with shock and awe.

This inner city of Qi Tian belonged to the Wiles Pavilion, and it was located deep within, at the border between the Earth Wiles Pavilion and the Inner Wiles Pavilion.

No wonder...

Li Che felt an incredibly powerful divine aura between heaven and earth. These divine auras were indeed too dense!

Clatter, clatter, clatter—

That was the sound of chains struggling.

Li Che's heart skipped a beat, no longer focusing on the fact that the inner city was part of the Wiles Pavilion.

Just a wall away, the human world and the Wiles Pavilion were separated!

Although he was amazed, there was no time to marvel.

Li Che had a chilling thought.

The Celestial Chessboard expanded, covering everything, working in tandem with the Star-Plucking Pupil to reveal all.

Li Che locked onto the location of the Wicked Temple, at the end of the inner city, atop the small hill, where the magnificent palace stood.

The Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick was protruding from that palace.

So, that was where the Wicked Temple was located!

But through the Celestial Chessboard, Li Che couldn't sense anything inside the Wicked Temple.

The dense eerie mist, mixed with vast Dao essence, divine aura, death energy, and corpse aura, was in complete chaos.

This was the first time such a situation had occurred since Li Che's Chess Saint Dao Fruit had transformed to level 6...

"It seems the Chess Saint Dao Fruit's rank is still lacking. If it were level 7, perhaps I could see through it!"

Li Che's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The Celestial Chessboard roared, and countless crisscrossing lines, like roads and paths, spread out and filled the sky above the inner city.

Li Che was momentarily stunned.

Because he discovered that within the city, one figure after another appeared in different areas of the inner city.

In the heavens and earth, the eerie mist swirled, and faintly, it seemed as if invisible divine auras were forming divine patterns, creating a teleportation force.

Every powerful cultivator who stepped through the city gate was transported to a separate area.

Through the Celestial Chessboard, Li Che saw the Black Bull Demon God carrying the Purple Gold Beam.

He also saw a monk with cicada patterns from the Western Buddhist Kingdom.

And he saw familiar faces like Lu Taibai, Lu Qiankun, and Fang Hanshu, who had been separated.

Everyone was scattered throughout the inner city.

Since Li Che was alone, he hadn't sensed anything.

He had been standing at the gate for some time, and no one had emerged from the dark gate behind him. It was obvious...

Li Che turned to look back, and the Star-Plucking Pupil flashed. He immediately saw that the dark gate was formed by the intertwining of divine auras and divine patterns within the eerie mist.

It was fixed in place, creating an entrance that connected the human world's Qi Tian City with the inner city of the Wiles Pavilion!

A city spanning two realms!

Like a bridge, it connected the human world and the Wiles Pavilion!

And it didn't attract the attention or detection of the heavenly will!

This was truly extraordinary!

Li Che was amazed.

Boom, boom, boom—

At that moment, above the inner city, the sound of beating war drums echoed, deafening and causing everyone's hearts to beat in unison.

As the drums sounded, Li Che's heart trembled. He connected his mind to the Celestial Chessboard and rushed towards the end of the inner city, almost reaching the limit of the Celestial Chessboard's perception.

There...

The eerie mist, divine aura, Dao essence, death energy, and corpse aura surrounding the palace dissipated.

Slowly...

The Wicked Temple came into Li Che's view.

And through the dissipating mist and other energies, Li Che saw that within the magnificent palace, there was a stone coffin placed in the center, surrounded by intricate black lotus patterns.

From the coffin, streams of death energy and corpse aura flowed out.

Inside the coffin lay a corpse.

With the help of the Celestial Chessboard's limit and the Star-Plucking Pupil, Li Che took a peek.

His pupils constricted.

Within the coffin lay a corpse.

It was as if a flash of light had raced through his mind, and the Qi Tian mask on his face seemed to involuntarily reveal a look of sorrow.

That was...

The corpse of the Qi Tian Temple God!

The true...

Corpse of the Great Sage!

(End of Chapter)

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