"I’m burnt out, truly burnt out..."
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Boom—!!!
The city gates of Qi Tian Outer City were suddenly opened, unable to further block the many mortal martial artists and cultivators incited by the Earthly Ghost Emperor.
Qi-blood burst out, divinity interwoven in forms, crazily charging out of Qi Tian City, like Tianhe broken, an endless flood spilling forth.
Many martial artists were stained with blood, feeling a sense of survival after calamity; at this mont, having fought their way out of Qi Tian City, they also felt the hindsight and bewildernt.
But soon, they snapped back to reality, all turning their heads to look.
They saw the Earthly Ghost Emperor, like a sun deity, surrounded by four extrely radiant Vast Suns, standing across the sky, blocking above the Qi Tian Inner City tower.
"Martial Immortal Ghost Emperor..."
The bloodstained Great Grandmasters, Martial Saints, their expressions complex and many martial artists easily moved, shedding hot tears!
If not for the Earthly Ghost Emperor, whose aura wished to be burned with the powerhouses of the Deceitful Gods Camp, they might have lacked the courage to rebel and ultimately would have been slaughtered by the forces within Qi Tian City!
After all, there were too many powerhouses in the All Gods Camp.
There were dozens of Divine Tribulation Venerables with Two Calamities, and One Disaster God Tribulation Great Cultivators in Qi Tian City, an unprecedented force.
Originally thought these powerhouses would jointly manage Qi Tian City, reviving this silent ancient city after 500 years, becoming a city accessible to all martial artists and cultivators.
However, no one expected the decree to slaughter from the Deceitful Gods.
Many martial artists wiped away hot tears, taking a deep look, turning to flee, escaping Qi Tian City.
They once worshipped the journey to the city, but in truth, they worshiped the peerless martial artist breaking through Martial Immortal before the city!
Qi Tian City.
Blood rain poured like a deluge, blood-red raindrops as big as beans, pattering on the city’s black tiles, blue brick walls, the ancient city stained with an aura of pathos and sorrow.
Fang Hanshu’s scholarly robe fluttered, starlight seed to flow between his brows, Dao Yun abundant, his aura mighty.
He raised his head high, gazing toward the direction of Qi Tian Inner City, where a figure sat cross-legged, alone amidst the blood rain, four wheels of Vast Sun rolling, qi-blood roaring and surging.
It was indeed the Earthly Ghost Emperor, he rested alone before Qi Tian Inner City.
Within Qi Tian Inner City, mighty auras surged, terrifying supre pressure like a mountain flood unleashed, rampaging and weaving out, but upon nearing the Earthly Ghost Emperor, they dissipated into smoke.
anwhile, inside the Inner City, the powerhouses of the All Gods Camp had long since retreated inside.
Known as the Nine Venerables of Two Calamities, now only five remained, four had fallen!
The Second Calamity Three Tribulation Venerable that battled Fang Hanshu also fled indiscriminately into the Inner City, the fall of the Angry Buddha Vajra of Black Suru had a significant impact on them.
Rumble—
Supre aura fluxed incessantly, intensely thick mysterious fog surged up from atop the Inner City wall, like a curtain, blocking Qi Tian Inner and Outer City.
Vaguely, three silhouettes appeared, alone their presence brought a boundless pressure like the sea, casting icy and sharp gazes down.
They were the three Supres from the Deceitful Gods Camp!
They positioned Qi Tian Inner City from within the Inner Mysterious Que, spanning across, now occupied the Inner City, blocking the path back to Qi Tian.
Jialou Supre of Black Suru, Supre Xuanzhen of Dark Heavenly Court, and Sky Wolf Supre of Deceit Demon Cave!
Even the aura they released alone felt like the heavens crashing down, to annihilate everything, obliterate all.
Fang Hanshu took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.
Though he currently elevated his cultivation to the Second Disaster and Third Tribulation Realm through almost capstone-like ancestral legacy, there still lay a fine gap to reaching the Supre level.
A year... a year... could he perfectly refine the ancestral legacy and reach the Supre level?
Fang Hanshu’s eyes glimred, the Equal Heaven Temple Master Fang Xinyuan at his peak was the Supre of Three Disasters and Three Tribulations Perfect Level, later injured in battle for Prison Lotus and Qi Tian, dropping in realm, sitting for countless eras in Qi Tian City, nearly dropping from the Supre level, ultimately couldn’t hold, sacrificing himself as Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King.
Even if Fang Hanshu could fully refine the legacy, it was difficult to return to his ancestor’s peak combat power...
Yet...
Fang Hanshu did not care, because he knew, he still had hope!
For now, he was Soul Capturing, as long as he could devour other Soul Capturing powers, he could rapidly break through.
By normal cultivation ans, it was naturally difficult to reach the heights of his ancestor, yet now it might not be the sa.
Fang Hanshu’s heart surged with tides, his eyes fell upon the Earthly Ghost Emperor, his lord Li Che.
Slowly clenched into a fist.
At this mont, Li Che naturally sensed Fang Hanshu’s fra of mind, but he did not attend to it.
Qi Tian Outer City had been mostly pacified, powerhouses of the Deceitful Gods Camp had to retreat into Qi Tian Inner City, or else they would be blasted apart like the four fallen Two Calamities Venerables, their blood and flesh, remnant souls devoured by Fengdu.
Sizzle—
Scorching aura twisted, the Earthly Ghost Emperor seated before Qi Tian Inner City had auras seemingly begin uncontrollably declining.
"He’s about to burn out!"
Within Qi Tian Inner City.
Sky Wolf Supre slowly opened his Sky Wolf vertical pupil, seemingly emitting terrifying eye light, tearing through the mysterious fog of Deceitful Gods, like a sharp blade, slashing onto Li Che.
Li Che sat cross-legged, beneath the golden skull, his eyes burned with golden flas.
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