As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life - Chapter 1550 - 412: Yun Shen Returns, Qi Fortune Belongs to the Underworld—King Yan’s Great Sun Punch Battles the War God Tribulation [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Chapter 1550: Chapter 412: Yun Shen Returns, Qi Fortune Belongs to the Underworld—King Yan’s Great Sun Punch Battles the War God Tribulation [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Xie Yushen resented, resented how he could not have transformed into Soul Capturing sooner!
All these years, to enhance his cultivation, to make his status noble, he had paid too much…
Clad in a cloth robe, he climbed up from his weakness as a child, bit by bit, to the height of a national master, how could that have been without sacrifice.
From the cloth-robed poor family, wishing to see far and high…
One must pay more than those noble scions, heavenly pride Chulongs!
He endured too much humiliation, he bore it all, verbal ridicule and insults were nothing.
When he was still a teenager, for cultivation, to join the Divine Sect, begging the Divine Sect for a chance to cultivate, he even tolerated the humiliation of being thrown under someone’s crotch!
But in the end, he was still brushed aside, forever nailed to the pillar of shame.
And now, he finally understood that heavens and earth… had another kind of perspective!
Xie Yushen would always remember the exalted Divine Sect, perhaps that Divine Sect had already forgotten there was once an insignificant youth, mortally humiliated by the second generation of the Divine Sect!
Laughing, Xie Yushen suddenly became melancholy.
His gaze swept across, looking toward the ground where no traces of broken blood and flesh could be seen anymore.
That was…
The spot where Guard Ning An was blasted apart.
What a pity.
A loyal guard.
He knew his lord could resurrect Ning An, but… Xie Yushen did not dare to voice this, nor could he.
Because…
In this battle, Ning An had to die.
If Ning An lived, it would be the biggest flaw.
Xie Yushen survived because he borrowed two parts of the Great Vista’s national fortune, relying on the power of the Luck Golden Lotus, he could withstand the assault of Underworld Yama, a half-step Martial God.
But Ning An…
A mere Great Grandmaster, how could he survive?
“Farewell…”
Xie Yushen sighed softly.
The next moment, he raised his hand and slapped his chest.
Phoo—
Golden blood spurted out, trickling down the corner of his mouth.
Woosh woosh woosh woosh——
The winds of heaven and earth rose, tearing apart the dust and smoke of the ruins like ribbons.
Gravel and dust rolled endlessly.
From above the heavenly dome, gaze after sharp gaze was cast downward.
Xie Yushen stood on the Luck Golden Lotus, a divine seal glistening on his brow, as the qi fortune golden pillar descended with the will of heaven and earth, bathing Xie Yushen.
Xie Yushen’s cloth robe billowed, hanging behind him, as he proudly raised his head.
As if he were addressing the entirety of Qianyuan Dao City.
I, the old man, faced off equally with Yan Wang!
Old I!
Am not dead!
…
…
Woosh woosh woosh——
The fierce wind raged wildly, as if splitting the frozen dust with a terrifying long blade!
Above the heavenly dome.
Gu Qianchi and God Hunter Killer Fang Hanshu, locked in a standoff, their gazes froze simultaneously, their Heaven and Earth Dao Souls crossed in an instant, surveying the parted dust.
The scene leapt into view, reflected in their eyes!
“Not dead?!”
“Indeed…”
“Failed, huh…”
Beneath the Star Vortex Mask, Fang Hanshu sighed lightly, looking at Xie Yushen who stood with hands behind his back, head proudly raised, an irrepressible wanton smile on his face.
Fang Hanshu’s gaze couldn’t help but reveal a trace of regret.
It seems indeed a failure.
Underworld Yama’s strength was indeed decent, but unfortunately… not in the God Realm.
Without the God Realm, attempting to kill Xie Yushen, blessed with the Luck Golden Lotus, was too difficult.
Xie Yushen, invincible below the God Realm, not having killed the Underworld Yama was already quite good, and Underworld Yama being able to injure Xie Yushen and escape successfully was not without honor to the Underworld.
“The assassination failed… it seems, I should leave as well.”
With a gentle sigh.
Beneath the Star Vortex Mask, Fang Hanshu’s robe fluttered, crashing heavily into the rear, causing the space to burst apart.
Gu Qianchi squinted, clenched his five fingers, Sword Qi clanging as it swept over.
But it was merely a symbolic sweep.
Forcefully retaining a Divine Tribulation Cultivator would be difficult indeed, unless he went all out and brought forth the Disaster Wheel, it might be possible to restrict him.
There was no need for that, the previous attack on Qianyuan Dao City had been led astray by the Divine Sculpture Half-Saint of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, provoking the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, barely concealing it, and at this time, if he were to bring out the Disaster Wheel, it might be impossible to avoid again.
So, Gu Qianchi made only a token obstruction.
He then watched dispassionately as the God Hunter Killer wearing the Star Vortex Mask vanished into the void.
“Hunting God Pavilion…”
Gu Qianchi exhaled slowly.
His gaze shifted, looking at Xie Yushen standing in the ruins, slowly collecting the Luck Golden Lotus as the Cloth Robe National Master.
He couldn’t help but feel relieved.
It’s good he survived.
The Bashu Sword Pavilion had already chosen to side with the Imperial Court, accepting its amnesty, if the orchestrator of the amnesty, Cloth Robe National Master Xie Yushen, were to die.
That wouldn’t be good news for the Bashu Sword Pavilion.
…
…
Rumble——!!!
The terrifying explosion boomed within the entire city, black as ink.
Black clouds piled high in the ten-thousand-zhang sky!
Electric snakes slithered, thunder roared!
Countless ink-colored raindrops showered down with a shattering sound, as if tearing gigantic openings in the black clouds, causing the accumulated rain to uncontrollably plummet rapidly.
Like spear upon spear, extremely sharp, with fury and roaring vigor, fiercely pounding the debris-strewn earth, striking the black-tiled roofs of the ink-colored buildings, blasting up a misty ink-colored veil like water!
The Underworld, Mo City Fengdu!
A terrifyingly immense pressure, as if the Tianhe’s long levee had been broken, the unrestricted heavenly waters ceaselessly poured.
The expelled airwaves and gusts rapidly expanded in all directions!
A figure floated above Mo City, the ground of Mo City was already filled with ferocious, frightening cracks, countless rocks were shaken by the invisible energy, floating upward.
