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Chapter 1557: Chapter 414: Martial Dao Will Ascends the 10,000-Zhang Mountain, Pure Martial 100% Forges Martial Immortal Golden Body [Monthly Ticket Request]
Under the black and white Yama mask, Li Che’s eyes burned with golden light, yet they exuded a deep gloom.
“Why are you laughing?”
“You’re seriously injured…”
A low voice echoed in the shattered space.
And Zhao Beidou’s laughter abruptly came to a halt.
Li Che couldn’t be bothered with him, his five fingers clenched, the Thunder Chess Piece grasped firmly in his palm.
Mainly, with his current martial arts realm, detonating the Eighth Strange Gate Immortal Seed… was just barely manageable.
The Dominator Avatar had already taken on a wave of the cost of detonating the Eight Extraordinary Meridians for him.
Although Li Che still had two Dominator Avatars, however…
Trying to detonate and perform the Qilin Dance again is still quite difficult.
Without being able to detonate eight Qimen Divine Seeds… Li Che had no confidence in killing the Divine Tribulation.
Of course, Li Che was indeed not in a hurry.
As he said, Zhao Beidou is seriously injured!
The chances to kill Zhao Beidou are more, making it easier to kill him.
Ultimately, would Zhao Beidou recover quickly, or would his Mo City recover quickly?
Grasping the Thunder Chess Piece.
The entire person directly teleported away.
BOOM——!!!
The entire Mo City suddenly closed its gates with a rumble, countless fine cracks interwoven on the city walls.
Thick, dark ink-like streams roiled and surged forth.
…
…
Whoosh whoosh whoosh——!
The night was incredibly deep, the cold wind howled fiercely!
The biting cold of winter, snowflakes danced in the air, large and fluffy as goose feathers, drifting and swirling down from leaden clouds dyed with the colors of night, rolling and fluttering as they fell!
The Imperial Court’s camp was in chaos, flames soared into the sky, and the clinking of armor resonated.
And where the main tent was located, a massive deep pit had erupted, the tent reduced to ruins…
On the side of the Imperial Court, one after another, powerful figures stood around.
Xie Yushen sat on a chair, his face pale as paper, wrapped in a thick coat, looking fragile and weak.
Gu Qianchi stood with hands behind his back, frowning slightly, sword qi raging around him like a Jiao Long.
Suddenly.
His eyes focused!
Looking up, he saw in the leaden clouds piled high in the sky, black clouds rolled and churned, countless azure peaks interwoven and suddenly appearing within.
Above the heavenly dome, a calamity was brewing!
Thunder rumbled endlessly!
“He’s back!”
Gu Qianchi’s brow relaxed, exhaling lightly as he spoke.
Such aura aroused by calamity, only a Divine Tribulation Great Cultivator could manage it.
And a Divine Tribulation conceals their cultivation usually, not erupting with aura, could linger longer in the human world without triggering the lock of the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.
A heavy and majestic aura suddenly spread out, surging down, pressing on everyone’s mind, making them uneasy and oppressed.
Everyone looked up.
Saw a black city gate suddenly appearing mid-air, incomparably dark, like thick ink dripping.
The portal abruptly opened, a figure was flung out like a ragged cloth, then the portal closed with a bang and vanished.
And that flung figure exuded an extraordinarily intense scent of blood, the air intertwined with a terrifying calamity aura!
Zhao Beidou!
Gu Qianchi’s gaze locked onto Zhao Beidou, his sword qi seemed to tremble uncontrollably.
Eyes narrowing fiercely!
How is this possible?!
Zhao Beidou… he’s a Great Cultivator of the Divine Tribulation Realm, yet looking at Zhao Beidou’s current state, where was the composure and ease of a Divine Tribulation Great Cultivator?
Covered in bloodstains, wounds all over, his chest blasted open by terrifying forces, revealing a huge gap, blood continuously dripping.
The scene, shocking, utterly hideous!
Behind Zhao Beidou, the Disaster Wheel manifested, with an extremely ferocious crack appearing on it, tribulation fire aura continuously seeping out.
Even using the Disaster Wheel!
Yet even with the Disaster Wheel, Zhao Beidou still sustained such severe injuries!
His chest blown apart, much blood and flesh obliterated, his internal organs riddled with cracks, shattered and barely holding together, if not for using Dao Yun to forcibly keep his life hanging by a thread, Zhao Beidou might have long perished!
Everyone was stunned!
Even Xie Yushen, the State Preceptor who had secretly transformed into Soul Capturing.
At this moment, could not stop the startling astonishment from his heart.
Lord… is he really that strong?!
Could he really wound a Divine Tribulation Great Cultivator to such an extent? Almost to the point of killing?
Even Xie Yushen was so shocked, not to mention others within the Imperial Court.
All around fell silent, only the sound of falling snow left.
Buzz——
Gu Qianchi was the first to react, stepping out, appearing beside Zhao Beidou, raising his hand, pressing it on Zhao Beidou’s back, Dao Yun spreading out, aiding Zhao Beidou’s nearly uncontrollable Dao Yun, helping him sustain his injuries.
“Thank you, Qianchi brother…”
Zhao Beidou’s face pale, his once youthful appearance now seemed aged by decades.
“Cough cough cough…”
Zhao Beidou coughed violently, traces of shock and humiliation lingering in his eyes.
Being seen in such a sorry state in front of everyone, so much for a Divine Tribulation Great Cultivator, truly a blow to his dignity.
A Divine Tribulation Great Cultivator showing such a sorry state in the depths of the Inner Mysterious Que, where danger lurks at every step, naturally means nothing.
However, to reveal such a sorry state in the present world, before numerous cultivators who cannot even withstand his pressure, it only fueled his anger.
Zhao Beidou spoke solemnly.
Gu Qianchi’s thin face bore a grave expression: “Beidou brother, what exactly happened? What occurred?”


