As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life-Chapter 1700 - 444: Martial Immortal Mystical Art Destroys the 6 Desires Corpse God, Golden Cicada Appears—Equaling Heaven Monk Awaits You [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Li Che stood rooted in place, his dark, vigorous hair wildly flailing.
His chest heaved violently, the vast golden Qi-Blood completely enveloping his entire being.
On his face, the black and white Yama Mask once again covered, transforming his aura into something mysterious and profound.
The shattered Yama Mask was originally a strategy to disturb Ji Moli’s mind, a somewhat dirty tactic.
Now, with the tactic succeeding, Li Che naturally put the mask back on.
On the ground, Ji Moli’s corpse had long been cut into dust-like fragments.
The Six Venerables Six Desires Corpse God was also cut to explosion by Li Che, their twisted, ugly bodies turning into bloodstains all over the ground.
And above the Six Desires Corpse God, six marks appeared, they were... the Corpse God Seals!
In total, six of them, spinning swiftly, releasing an incredible and pure Six Desires Divinity, vaguely intertwined with Buddha Light within the six marks. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Li Che’s gaze fell upon the six Corpse God Seals, slowly narrowing his eyes.
He spread his five fingers wide, seeming to transform into Divine Spears, reaching towards the Corpse God Seals.
These Corpse God Seals... contained the aura of an Evil Buddha.
Buzz—
Suddenly, a cold and chilling Buddha Light burst forth, like a venomous snake swiftly wrapping around Li Che’s hand.
However, Li Che’s grasping motion suddenly changed, replaced by an extremely fierce punch pressing down, the airwave roared, and the six marks were immediately struck and flew out horizontally.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz—
The six Corpse God Seals projected a brilliance, slowly, reflecting and intertwining into the figure of a monk.
Illusory, blurred, but those eyes, seemingly transcending time and space, gazed towards Li Che, seeing the Yama Mask on his face, as if Buddha Light was about to reveal his true face under the mask.
But the Heaven and Earth chessboard enveloped, making Li Che’s aura gradually mysterious.
Those eyes couldn’t see through Li Che’s aura.
But, Li Che’s right arm slightly trembled, followed by the endless clanging sound, like the ancient temple bell struck at the Absolute Peak of a snowy mountain when facing an avalanche.
The Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod seemed to have sensed some unknowable aura, becoming extremely agitated.
The monk’s robe flared like fire, soaring majestically, under the illumination of the six Corpse God Marks, like a burning blaze never extinguishing.
"Amitabha Buddha..."
"Ji Moli is dead.
"What a pity..."
A tone of lament spread as if countless Ancient Buddhas were chanting continually.
Li Che’s eyes swept over the hypocritical monk’s phantom.
Where was there any sense of pity? What a pity... it was a pity that without Ji Moli, there would be no one to slaughter cities and gather Blood Souls anymore, right?
"Are you the bald donkey that seduced Ji Moli into city massacres?"
A hoarse voice sounded from beneath the Underworld Yama Mask.
Li Che’s eyes stared through the mask, stern and cold.
This bald donkey might be the real mastermind behind the Corpse God Cult!
Ji Moli was merely collaborating with the Corpse God Cult.
The monk’s face was blurred, only the eyes were very distinct, vaguely the flames continued to gather, slowly condensing into Godly Patterns.
"It’s not that this poor monk seduced, it’s just that Ji Moli had ambition in his heart, had aspirations, so he acted following his true self."
"This poor monk only taught him the Dharma, instructing him on the way to rise, Ji Moli had too hard a first half of life..."
"He wanted to rise, he wanted to stand on the Absolute Peak, he wanted to change dynasties, he had ambition, this poor monk admired him, hence, fulfilled him."
The monk’s tone remained compassionate.
Suddenly.
The monk’s eyes fell upon Li Che’s arm, seeming to sense the trembling of the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod...
The blurry monk’s phantom suddenly smiled, letting people distinctly feel the nature of the smile.
"Equaling Heaven... long time no see."
The gentle laughter bore little sign of joy.
"Underworld... the cause and effect have been determined, now that you’ve cut down Ji Moli, the collection of Blood Souls will not disappear, it will only transfer, from one to another."
"By killing Ji Moli, you have accepted the cause, and its effect, must be borne by you..."
"People will eventually crave power, no matter how strong they are, there will be a day when they crave power, because strength has no end, no limit!"
"Amitabha Buddha... this poor monk is waiting for you."
"Equaling Heaven, Equaling Heaven..."
"You and I will meet eventually, not far off."
And after the monk finished his smiling words, his eyes turned, fixed on Xi Xi standing on the distant city wall.
"Daughter of Prison Lotus..."
"You won’t be able to hide for much longer."
"This poor monk is also waiting for you."
Bang—
Finally, the two golden firelights on the monk’s phantom eyes slowly solidified.
Transforming into two Godly Patterns...
Golden Fire Cicada Pattern!
Beneath the Cicada Pattern, his eyes fixed directly on Li Che.
"Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor, remember the Dharma name of this poor monk."
"This poor monk..."
"Golden Cicada."
With those words.
The Buddha Light within the six Corpse God Seals vanished instantly without a trace.
The monk Golden Cicada’s phantom disappeared completely.
Yet the six Corpse God Seals rapidly shot towards Li Che again, rushing madly into his Inner Scene of the Energy Center.
Li Che clenched his five fingers, attempting once more to suppress the six Corpse God Marks.
However, these six Corpse God Marks seemed to turn into smoke, losing their True Form, leaving only God’s Intent.
Collided against the Brow Niwan of Li Che.
Yet...
Did not embed.
Because, Li Che’s whole body with golden bones clanging, like skin-membrane dyed with golden light, radiating brilliant glory.
