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Chapter 462: The Supreme Three Calamities and the Return of the Great Sage in Mocheng Fengdu (Part 1
Chapter 462: The Supreme Three Calamities and the Return of the Great Sage in Mocheng Fengdu (Part 1)
Boom!
A terrifying aura, mixed with the sound of chains clanging and whips lashing, shattered the void, creating a deafening roar.
Deadly energy, corpse energy, divine essence, Dao essence, and the power of calamities all intertwined, forming black lightning-like forces that relentlessly ravaged the emaciated figure standing atop the white jade slide.
The chaotic and surging Xuan energy surged and spread, impacting the surroundings, causing the space to ripple like ripples in a pond.
The raging wind howled, and the terrifying ripples shook the air.
Countless chains, like whips, lashed out in all directions.
An overwhelming pressure, like a tidal wave, swept through the heavens and earth, crushing everything in its path.
It was as if a god and a demon had descended upon the world.
The terror was absolute.
After thousands of years of solitary meditation, the moment had finally arrived to protect Qitian.
Li Che, wearing Qitian's face, revealed a look of utmost horror in his eyes.
At this moment, the Dao fruits in his chest cavity were all throbbing, each becoming incredibly active. The Immaculate Heart Dao Fruit, in particular, was emitting a strong warning.
Danger! Danger! Danger!
The void trembled, and an invisible wave spread instantly.
The powerful aura was like a divine mountain piercing the sky, but it was abruptly severed by a terrifying force, collapsing and falling into the mortal realm. It was as if an immense seal was smashing down, unstoppable in its might.
Such formidable and fearsome energy!
Even Li Che was shocked beyond words at this moment.
This was the most terrifying aura he had ever encountered.
The numerous Two-Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerables present seemed insignificant before this overwhelming force, unable to display their own auras. They were all forced to retreat, their auras suppressed within their bodies.
It was a level of absolute suppression.
They were not even on the same level.
"This is..."
"The Supreme Three Calamities and the Divine Tribulation Supreme!"
Li Che's pupils constricted.
The Guardian of the Temple of Qitian, the King of Cursed Corpses, had actually crossed the three calamities and become a Divine Tribulation Supreme!
Crossing the Two Calamities made one a Venerable, but crossing the Three Calamities elevated one to the status of Supreme.
The overwhelming pressure raged through the air, blocking out the sun and moon, as if the entire inner city of Qitian had fallen into an endless state of oppression at that moment.
What shocked Li Che even more was that this emaciated figure was actually the founder of the Temple of Qitian, the ancestor of the once-greatest divine sect in the world.
He hadn't died!
The Temple of Qitian had fallen from its peak, and for reasons unknown, the inner city had been sealed, burying most of its powerful cultivators.
When Li Che had seen the Guardian of the Temple of Qitian, he had assumed that all the cultivators of the temple had perished.
However, he never expected that the founder of the Temple of Qitian had endured thousands of years of solitary meditation without dying. Moreover, he had held onto a single belief, guarding the temple with unwavering determination. Now that the inner city had reopened, and as they approached the temple, he had broken free from his restraints and transformed into the King of Cursed Corpses.
He had regained his peak strength and become a terrifying existence at the level of a Three Calamities Supreme.
There was no stopping him...
The Dao fruits in Li Che's chest cavity all warned of the danger.
At this moment, Li Che realized that even if he exhausted all his means, he couldn't stop this Three Calamities Supreme.
Below Qitian's face, Li Che's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
He sensed that something was amiss.
Taking a subtle step back, he tried to distance himself.
As the head of a family and the pillar for his daughter Xixi and wife Zhang Ya, Li Che had to prioritize his survival at all times.
Even though the Sleeping Dragon Elephant's aura was suppressed, Li Che felt that the Guardian of the Temple of Qitian, with his Supreme-level combat power, could definitely detect his presence.
Therefore, Li Che decided to proceed with caution.
Boom!
"Madman! Truly a madman!"
The Black Niu Demon God, bearing the Jiahaizi Golden Beam, had eyes that couldn't help but reveal a look of horror.
"He actually held his breath for thousands of years, waiting for this day to become the Guardian of the Temple of Qitian! How could there be such an ancient being?!"
The Black Niu Demon God cursed.
At this moment, under the impact of the Supreme's pressure, every powerful cultivator who dared to challenge the temple changed their expressions in shock.
The leader of the Zifu Divine Sect, Zhang Wuji, had his robe fluttering in the wind, his black hair dancing wildly. His face was solemn, and amidst the solemnity, there was also a hint of admiration: "Such unwavering belief..."
"After thousands of years of solitary meditation, his body had long passed its prime, and his combat power was but a fraction of what it once was. The ancestor of the Temple of Qitian once stood at the pinnacle, and he was a Three Calamities Supreme. Moreover, he had crossed the third calamity twice, making him the strongest cultivator of his time."
"But now, time has taken its toll, eroding his vitality and combat power. The reason he didn't become the Guardian of the Temple of Qitian earlier was probably because he didn't want his power to be diminished by the passage of time."
"Even if he became the Guardian of the Temple of Qitian, his power would gradually weaken over time, never returning to its peak."
"However, with the reopening of the inner city and the emergence of the mysterious temple, attracting the attention of powerful cultivators, the ancestor of the Temple of Qitian chose to transform into the Guardian of the Temple of Qitian, unleashing the combat power he possessed at his peak!"
Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, his robe fluttering around his body.
His eyes shimmered with unceasing waves.
"But how could the ancestor of the Temple of Qitian, Fang Xinyuan, endure the loneliness of thousands of years of solitary meditation? How could he face the torment of his declining body and the relentless passage of time? What kind of belief could drive him to such lengths?"
"Is protecting Qitian so important? Is it worth it?!"
Zhang Wuji exhaled, his expression turning solemn.
"Amitabha..."
"The Guardian of the Temple of Qitian has just transformed into a cursed corpse, and his power has not yet reached its peak!"
"Everyone, don't hold back... If you dare to challenge the Temple of Qitian, you must have prepared yourselves mentally."
"We thought we'd be facing a guardian zombie king who had been sealed away for countless years, his energy long exhausted. But we never expected that he was a tenacious being, enduring thousands of years, only willing to transform when faced with a crisis."
"Fortunately, the zombie king had just transformed, and it was also his weakest moment!"
"Everyone, let's suppress him together!"
The chanting of the Buddha's name reverberated like sound waves, and the Buddha's light shone brightly, but it was chillingly cold.
The monk with the cicada pattern from the Western Buddhist Lands stood on the white jade slide, his palms pressed together, and his monk's robe billowed as the sound of his chanting echoed endlessly.
"The founder of Qitian Temple, guarding the temple, wanted to stop a great enemy... But who could it be? It's probably not us."
The Black Niu Demon God laughed coldly, curious but his actions didn't stop. He slammed the Jiahaizi Jinxing Liang onto the ground.
The next moment, he tore open the void with his five fingers and reached into the Qianyuan space.
He grabbed something and pulled it out, and a huge demon pill throbbed incessantly!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The demon pill glowed with brilliance, and a substantial demon energy, as thick as a rope, intertwined around it.
Three disaster imprints on its surface burst forth with the terrifying aura of the Three Disasters Supreme Demon God.
The Black Niu Demon God threw the demon pill with great force!
Instantly, countless demon energies gathered, and divine power surged like a tide!
Boom!!!
The space seemed to tear like a rag as it was violently shaken!
A figure formed from the gathering of demon energy, with the Supreme Demon Pill as its origin, slowly materialized, and its terrifying pressure made the space seem unable to bear the force, unleashing chaos.
The monk from the Western Buddhist Lands took out a string of Buddhist beads and threw them up, and the beads burst with light, revealing a terrifying Buddha in the sky, also possessing an aura not inferior to the Demon God Supreme!
The Wu Shen Priest from Wu Shen Mountain took out a crystal-clear finger bone, which also exuded a supreme aura.
Former Emperor Lv Wenchang of the Dajing Court held a flag that gathered immortals, shimmering with light as if an emperor stood there.
Zhang Wujing from the Zifu Divine Sect and the female Guanyin from the South Sea Purple Bamboo Grove also took action.
One after another, supreme auras burst forth, soaring through the sky, and fiercely suppressing the founder of Qitian Temple, who had transformed into the Guardian Zombie King.
Obviously, these people came prepared.
They even anticipated that the Guardian Zombie King of Qitian Temple might be a powerful existence comparable to the Three Disasters Supreme!
Boom!!!
An unimaginable pressure instantly enveloped the entire inner city of Qitian, and the terrifying pressure even penetrated and spread to the outer city. At this moment, the city that spanned two realms began to shake violently!
In the inner city of Qitian, many cultivators were on the verge of collapsing to the ground, overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure of the supreme beings.
They could only breathe heavily to relieve the shock in their hearts!
Everyone looked towards the direction of the Qitian Temple, their eyes filled with horror and astonishment.
Supreme pressure!
Could it be that the inheritance of Qitian Temple has unleashed a battle at the supreme level?!
The Three Disasters Supreme, unseen in the mortal realm!
In the mortal world, there might be existences at the level of the Three Disasters, but such beings are so powerful that they cannot even set foot in the mortal realm. Once they do, they will face the absolute targeting of the will of heaven and earth.
Of course, it's not entirely impossible for a supreme being to return to the mortal realm through mysterious means.
However, it's undeniable that the Three Disasters Supreme has long become a legendary existence in the mortal world.
People have only heard of the legends but have never seen their true forms.
But today, they felt the clash of supreme pressures, as if a supreme battle was about to erupt!
Many people's faces changed, and their actions to explore the palace became faster.
With the outbreak of the battle, it might not be long before the inner city of Qitian undergoes a great change. These cultivators, who came for resources, naturally wanted to seize the opportunity.
They aimed to obtain the resources before any major changes occurred in the inner city of Qitian.
In the inner city of Qitian, with the birth and revival of the Guardian Zombie King, terrifying roars shook the entire city.
The scattered guardian zombie corpses instantly turned red-eyed and howled in response.
Chaos engulfed the entire inner city of Qitian for a while.
...
...
The Qitian Temple stood tall atop a peak, with countless swirling mists on both sides, like cascading waterfalls pouring down endlessly!
Miasma, shackles, and zombie energy raged and intertwined!
The emaciated founder of Qitian Temple, transformed into the Guardian Zombie King, seemed to have regained his peak strength and entered the realm of the Three Disasters Supreme!
Roaring, he rose into the sky, his powerful will surging and swirling between heaven and earth.
"Guard Qitian!"
"Guard!"
"Fight!"
The thunderous voices shook the sky with a deafening roar!
Zombie energy filled the sky as the founder of Qitian Temple thrust out his fist, sweeping away countless zombie energies. He fiercely struck at the power of the Supreme Demon Pill summoned by the Black Niu Demon God.
The strike was so powerful that the demon shape formed from the Supreme Demon Pill almost disintegrated.
This domineering scene was truly awe-inspiring!
Even the Black Niu Demon God trembled at this moment, his body shivering, fearing that the Supreme Demon Pill he had summoned would be shattered!
Fortunately, the Western Buddhist Lands, Wu Shen Mountain, Dajing Court, Zifu Domain, and South Sea Purple Bamboo Grove also unleashed their supreme powers!
They were like blazing suns in the sky, intending to melt away the zombie and miasma energies of the founder of Qitian Temple and completely suppress him!
The fierce battle collided in mid-air, above the Qitian Temple, as if the void itself was tearing open. Supreme auras surged, and the power of the Three Disasters level stretched across the sky like a giant python.
Rumble—
The sky seemed to crackle with rolling thunder, an oppressive and terrifying aura surging without end.
However, at this moment, the Guardian Zombie King was ultimately suppressed.
The supreme foundation of various powers surged forth, taking advantage of the Guardian Zombie King's transformation from the Qitian Temple's Ancestor, whose strength had not yet reached its peak, to completely suppress him!
"This is truly fierce! Although we summoned the true forms of our respective clans' supreme beings, these are all the foundational powers of the supreme beings, and they are extremely formidable!"
"This severely injured Ancestor of the Qitian Temple, who has been sitting withered for thousands of years, transformed into the Guardian Zombie King, yet he can still unleash such formidable power..."
"Could he possibly suppress the powers of our clans' supreme beings?"
The Black Niu Demon God stared at the battle scene above the sky, where the mysterious mist covered it like a tidal wave, and his face twitched violently.
Suddenly, he brandished the Jiahaizi Golden Beam and strode forward, braving the supreme pressure, and climbed up the sloping white jade slide against the current.
He rushed towards the mysterious temple.
He planned to take advantage of the Guardian Zombie King being blocked and charge into the Qitian Temple to seize the Sanqing Divine Weapon, the Ruyi Jingu Staff.
The Black Niu Demon God was well aware that it was uncertain whether the supreme foundations of various powers could completely suppress the Ancestor of the Qitian Temple.
Therefore, he had to rush to seize it immediately!
The Demon Clan had occupied Heaven-Attaining City for five hundred years, and if they didn't obtain that divine weapon after such a long time, it would be a huge loss!
The Black Niu Demon God was assigned from the Ten Thousand Great Rivers and had been waiting in Heaven-Attaining City for five hundred years.
He wouldn't easily give up this opportunity that had come before his eyes!
"Where are the Ten Thousand Great Rivers Demon Gods? Follow me!"
The Black Niu Demon God carried the Jiahaizi Golden Beam, and with the raging demon energy swirling around him, he rushed towards the Qitian Temple.
The Green Lion Demon God, the Lingshui Demon God, and the other four Demon Gods of the First Calamity and Third Tribulation realm didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately followed!
On the other side.
The Sombre Cicada Monk pressed his palms together, and behind him, a golden cicada floated up, flapping its wings. Several ascetic monks followed suit.
They also climbed up the white jade slide.
All the powers were clear that they must take advantage of the terrifying Guardian Zombie King's delay to seize the divine weapon and even...
To seize the corpse of Qitian!
"Dou Zhan was originally a holy Buddha of our Buddhist sect, and his body should naturally be guided back to our Buddhist sect!"
The Sombre Cicada Monk chanted, and the Buddha's light shone upon them, speeding them along.
On the other side, the Former Emperor of Dajing rolled up his sleeves and floated out, followed by Zhang Wujie of Zifu Divine Sect, the female Guanyin of the Purple Bamboo Forest, and the Wu Shen Priest of Wu Shen Mountain.
(End of Chapter)
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