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Chapter 462: The Supreme Three Calamities and the Return of the Great Sage in Mocheng Fengdu (Part 2
Chapter 462: The Supreme Three Calamities and the Return of the Great Sage in Mocheng Fengdu (Part 2)
The supreme powers collided in the sky, and even the ripples that fell from above were enough to cause space to tremble and make them, as Second Calamity Venerables, feel immense pressure.
But none of them wanted to give up this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity!
They all wanted to break into the Qitian Temple!
In Li Che's chest, the Dragon-Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit throbbed, and he looked up at the supreme battle above, obscured by mysterious objects. He felt the terrifying aura as chains swept, demon energy shattered, and Buddha's light exploded, easily tearing through the sky and shattering everything.
A battle of the supreme level...
This was not something Li Che could contend with. Only those who had crossed the Three Calamities and mastered six or more tribulations could stand at the pinnacle of the mortal realm.
He couldn't intervene in such a battle, so he didn't pay it any mind.
Although the pressure was powerful, Li Che possessed the Immaculate Heart Dao Fruit and could ignore this pressure!
His target was locked onto the Second Calamity Black Niu Demon God.
He seized the opportunity to strike!
Li Che's toes touched down, and his body shot out, shattering the space and trampling up the white jade slide against the current!
In front of the mysterious temple, the white jade plaza was vast and boundless.
The crowd climbed up and stood on the plaza, their gazes naturally fixed on the golden and jade palace, shining with a million rays of light.
The Qitian Mysterious Temple!
Everyone's hearts surged with excitement.
As the crowd climbed up to the plaza in front of the mysterious temple.
Within the inner city of Qitian, all the Guardian Zombie Kings went crazy. They no longer attacked the cultivators who were searching for the resources left behind by the Qitian Temple.
It was as if they had received some kind of call.
They frantically gathered towards the direction of Qitian Peak, wanting to rush up to the plaza and stop those who dared to enter the temple!
The scene was truly spectacular, awe-inspiring to the heart!
"A bunch of dead corpses, already dead, and still guarding... How ridiculous!"
The Black Niu Demon God glanced at the stunning scene below the mountain and sneered, "The Qitian Temple... Who else is guarding it? No one is guarding it!"
"You bunch of dead people can't protect it either!"
The Black Niu Demon God's face turned cold.
Boom—
Demon energy swirled like a hurricane, rushing towards the tightly closed, mysterious temple door of the Qitian Temple!
The distance of several hundred feet couldn't block his figure!
Not only the Black Niu Demon God, but also the ascetic monks from the Western Buddhist Lands, the Former Emperor of Dajing, Zhang Wujie of Zifu, and other Second Calamity powerhouses all followed suit!
They couldn't intervene in the supreme battle, but the supreme battle was never the focus. The focus was the inheritance and opportunities within the Qitian Temple!
Although the Black Niu Demon God said that Qitian belonged to the Demon Clan, and the Sombre Cicada Monk from the Western Buddhist Lands said that Qitian belonged to the Buddhist sect...
However, in reality, everyone was clear.
Qitian...
Belonged to the Yujian Camp! At least, before his final fall, Qitian was one of the gods of the Yujian Camp!
Qitian represented the Yujian Camp, and the powers behind the Black Niu Demon God and others all had one consensus: to suppress the Yujian Camp and cut off its inheritance!
Therefore, they had to go all out to seize the Qitian Temple, divide up Qitian's inheritance and divine weapon, and ensure that Qitian would never have a chance to revive!
The Black Niu Demon God brandished the Jiahaizi Golden Beam, like a massive pillar, and slammed into the temple door with all his might!
A heavy sound reverberated, like the beating of war drums!
Invisible ripples spread in circles, causing waves of disturbance!
The door was forced open, revealing a crack, and a vast and majestic divine aura poured out from the mysterious temple!
The Black Niu Demon God felt as if all his pores were opening up!
He burst into laughter, carrying the Jiahaizi Golden Beam and slamming into the door repeatedly!
Boom, boom, boom—!
With each impact, he poured out all his strength!
Finally, the tightly closed door was forced open, and the auras of the powerful beings erupted, entwined with tribulation power, like a hundred boats racing towards the Qitian Temple!
They rushed forward, not wanting to be left behind.
With opportunities before them, none of them were willing to easily give up the chance to ascend to the Third Calamity and challenge the supreme beings.
Li Che, wearing Qitian's face, stared with focused eyes, and the Sleeping Dragon Elephant was activated to its peak.
In the depths of the night, a figure swiftly moved through the darkness, following closely behind the crowd.
The doors of the Qitian Temple stood wide open, and divine energy surged out like a raging torrent.
Just as numerous powerful beings were about to rush into the temple, the sound of a mighty river flowing and crashing echoed through the air.
Everyone's hearts trembled slightly.
A majestic river appeared, sweeping across the sky and slamming down with force, blocking the path of the crowd.
"Who is it?!"
The Black Niu Demon God rushed forward, charging ahead like a raging bull, but upon seeing the river blocking his path, he became furious.
He raised the Jiahaizi Jinguang Liang in his hand and smashed it down, intending to shatter the river into pieces.
The river surged and transformed into a fist, pushing and smashing forward.
Boom!
A terrifying collision erupted.
The majestic river exploded, and a figure in a scholar's robe flew into the air, landing gracefully on the white jade ground of the strange temple, taking several steps back in succession.
His beard fluttered in the wind as he turned around, revealing a refined and scholarly face.
The Black Niu Demon God exuded an awe-inspiring aura, his tall and robust body filled with raging demonic energy. His copper bell-like eyes narrowed slightly, fixated on the figure in the scholar's robe.
"Who are you?"
He did not recognize Fang Hanshu.
After all, Fang Hanshu's reputation was not particularly renowned before.
However, Li Che, hidden in the darkness, was slightly taken aback, feeling a mix of confusion and bewilderment.
Elder Fang Hanshu...
Why would he make his move at this moment?
Moreover, he was directly confronting a group of powerful beings who had revealed their cultivation at the second disaster realm!
At this moment, aside from the four Demon Gods and Li Che, most of the powerful beings present were at the second disaster realm. Elder Fang Hanshu descended at this critical juncture, blocking their path.
Wasn't this asking for death?
Li Che was well aware of Elder Fang Hanshu's strength, having reached the Divine Calamity realm.
But that was the extent of it; he had only just stepped into the Divine Calamity realm.
Even if Elder Fang Hanshu concealed his identity as a hunter from the Hunting God Pavilion, it was merely a title and would not enhance his strength.
Behind Elder Fang Hanshu, the majestic river raged, gradually transforming into a white spear of righteous energy in his hands.
"I am Fang Hanshu, a disgraceful descendant of the Fang family, a remnant of the Qitian Temple."
"Today, I protect Qitian."
Elder Fang Hanshu shook his spear, his eyes lowered, and spoke calmly.
If not for his identity as a member of the Fang family, Fang Hanshu would never have come to Qitian City, nor would he have bothered to do so.
"The Fang family? The ancient Fang family from the Jiangnan Dao, the one that joined forces with the Broad Righteous Academy and amassed wealth, leaving the people of the prosperous Jiangnan Dao in poverty?"
The former emperor of the Dajing Empire, Lv Wenchang, spoke with a mocking tone.
He was all too familiar with the nature of this ancient family.
Although he knew that the Fang family had connections with the Qitian Temple, the temple had been in decline for many years, and the Fang family had long since disassociated itself from its heritage as a remnant of the Qitian Temple.
"Yes... that's why I, as a disgraceful descendant, am here."
Fang Hanshu held the spear diagonally, his beard fluttering in the wind. He raised his head and looked at his ancestor from the Fang family, who, amidst the swirling mist, fearlessly transformed into the Guardian of the Temple: King of Cursed Corpses. Fang Hanshu sighed softly.
The Fang family's traditions and obsessions had long been forgotten.
After all, the Qitian Temple had been destroyed long ago, and the current Fang family no longer considered themselves remnants of the Qitian Temple.
Fang Hanshu also did not acknowledge the current Fang family, having no connection with the Fang family in the Jiangnan Dao. The only remaining remnants of the Qitian Temple were Fang Hanshu and his sister, Fang Shangzhen.
In fact, Fang Hanshu had hesitated about whether it was truly worth fighting for a god sect that had been destroyed for so long, as doing so carried great risks, even the possibility of death.
But when he witnessed the Fang family ancestor willingly endure thousands of years of solitude to protect Qitian, transforming into the Guardian of the Temple: King of Cursed Corpses, Fang Hanshu finally understood the significance of this family obsession.
The former emperor of the Dajing Empire, Lv Wenchang, looked at Fang Hanshu with indifference.
"You have the courage to stand up at this moment, but you're just a cultivator at the first disaster realm. What can you possibly protect?"
"Is it worth sacrificing your life to protect a Qitian Temple god with whom you have no connection?"
Lv Wenchang's tone carried a hint of mockery.
The Black Niu Demon God, holding the Jiahaizi Jinguang Liang, had murder in his eyes. The monk from the Western Buddhist Lands with the cicada-patterned robe remained cold and unmoved, while Zhang Wujing from the Zifu Domain sighed softly, and the woman from the Purple Bamboo Grove, Guanyin, showed no emotion...
Since Fang Hanshu was blocking their path, it was as if he was cutting off their opportunity. Naturally, they would not hold back.
Killing Fang Hanshu would not be considered excessive.
Li Che displayed the Sleeping Dragon Elephant, observing from the shadows, his brows furrowed in concern.
However, Fang Hanshu chuckled softly, the long spear in his hand, formed from the vast river of righteousness, trembled slightly.
"Scholars, there's a term called 'self-sacrifice for justice.'"
"This generation of the Fang family can't let my foolish sister uphold the grand principles of our ancestors, can we?"
"So, it's up to me."
Fang Hanshu turned to look at the Qitian Temple, spacious and containing only a stone coffin.
He exhaled softly.
"Qitian, let the Fang family regain its former glory."
"But now... this is the final protection."
"Qitian, Yulian, the Fang family... we don't owe you anything."
"Great Supervisor, I'm counting on you."
Fang Hanshu's beard danced wildly, and his eyes suddenly burst with dazzling brilliance.
The next moment, in his palm, there appeared a turtle shell emitting a warm glow. He clenched his fingers tightly, crushing the shell into fragments.
The aura around Fang Hanshu began to rise steadily.
Self-sacrifice for justice!
Sacrifice for justice!
...
...
The Divine Capital, Second City.
The Eight-Corner, Multi-Eave, Dropwater, Treasure-Observing Tower.
Ninth Floor.
The Emperor's face was filled with divine power, his entire body blurred, and golden light intertwined around him.
The ninth floor of the tower was incredibly spacious and boundless.
The Great Supervisor sat upright on the back of the Xuan Turtle, holding a piece of turtle shell in his hand.
At the entrance to the ninth floor.
Fang Shangzhen and Yue Taofu, the two deputy supervisors of the Imperial Observatory, stood quietly.
"Qitian, Yulian, the Fang family... we don't owe you anything."
"Great Supervisor, I'm counting on you."
Suddenly.
A voice reverberated throughout the ninth floor, seemingly emanating from the turtle shell in the Great Supervisor's hand.
Fang Shangzhen, standing at the entrance, raised his head, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.
"Hanshu?"
The Great Supervisor sighed softly.
He lifted his head, and beneath that blurred face, his eyes flowed. It was as if he was recalling the past when the top scholar of the imperial examination came to visit him, claiming to be the descendant of the Qitian Temple and a youth with the vast river of righteousness.
"It's Yulian..."
"I owe you."
In the vast and boundless ninth floor.
A gentle sigh echoed.
...
...
Boom!
As Fang Hanshu's aura rose steadily.
The Black Niu Demon God, the Chanting Monk, and the Wu Shen Priest's faces all changed slightly.
"Is this... the power of the Great Supervisor? He's borrowing strength from Gongshu Gu Gu!"
"He's seeking death! Gongshu Gu Gu's power of heaven and earth... he can't withstand it!"
"Protecting Qitian? After so many years, what's left to protect? Still sacrificing himself! Fool!"
The sound of curses filled the air.
The numerous powerful beings who had broken through the doors of the Qitian Temple no longer hesitated. They unleashed their power and rushed towards Fang Hanshu, intending to suppress him.
The power of the Great Supervisor...
They dared not underestimate it.
Even the supreme leaders of various forces dared not underestimate the Great Supervisor, Gongshu Gu Gu.
Because...
This man.
Could represent the will of heaven and earth! Moreover, time was of the essence, as the supreme foundation they had displayed was not from the supreme leaders themselves, but merely a means to delay the Guardian of the Temple, whose aura continued to grow stronger!
So, they had to act swiftly!
In front of the bizarre temple, a powerful and terrifying aura erupted.
Demonic energy, Buddhist light, divine power, and calamity force, various forces swept like a hurricane, causing the void to tremble like torn fabric, riddled with intertwining cracks!
Li Che raised his hand and gently touched the Qitian's face on his own.
He exhaled slowly.
Li Che had no obsession with protecting Qitian.
He simply felt that if the Great Sage's corpse fell into the hands of these people...
It would be an insult to Qitian.
How dare they touch the Great Sage's remains?! Of course, if it was truly impossible, Li Che wouldn't force a fight. He would retreat when necessary, living in this world as if walking on thin ice, always prioritizing stability as his primary survival principle.
However, now that all the calculations were in place...
Let's start with a strike!
His mind moved.
Li Che's Qitian's face suddenly lifted, and with a single step, he leaped forward silently.
At the same time.
The four one-disaster-three-calamity demon gods, Qingxi, Lingshui, Jiuye, and Jiao, also unleashed their demonic energy, following closely behind the Black Niu Demon God. They suddenly accelerated, closing in on the Black Niu Demon God!
Carrying the Purple-Gold Beam, the Black Niu Demon God was in the midst of unleashing a terrifying attack.
Suddenly, the four demon gods burst forth with full force, disregarding the Yaozu Demons' rank suppression, and charged towards the Black Niu Demon God.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The Black Niu Demon God was caught off guard and struck!
Demonic energy exploded, his skin tore, and blood splattered!
"What are you doing?!"
"You're asking for death!!!"
The Black Niu Demon God was both shocked and furious, his killing intent raging.
What was happening? Why were they attacking him?!
Suddenly.
The Black Niu Demon God raised his head and saw a massive black gate crashing down, instantly swallowing him.
Fang Hanshu's aura continued to rise, and the vast river spear in his hand trembled incessantly.
He looked up, his gaze fixed on the enormous gate that had swallowed the Black Niu Demon God.
Fang Hanshu recognized it instantly.
It was...
Mocheng Fengdu!
The Underworld!
Above the city gate of Fengdu.
The Divine Monkey stood erect like a staff, golden blood erupting behind him, dancing like a thousand-mile-long cloak.
As if...
The Great Sage had returned!
(End of Chapter)
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