Novel Full Chapter 1798 - 466: Golden Eyes Open in the Stone Coffin, Qi Tian Resurrection—The Great Saint Returns
Chapter 1798: Chapter 466: Golden Eyes Open in the Stone Coffin, Qi Tian Resurrection—The Great Saint Returns
“But fortunately… it’s finally coming to an end.”
Zhang Wuji was in no hurry to escape, yet he stood right by the doorway.
“Although Qitian Inner City is situated within the Strange Que, the Strange Que is so vast and boundless, and Qitian Inner City is located at the junction of the Inner Mysterious Que and Earth Deceit Que… it drifts and sinks, making it impossible to find.”
“Therefore, this opening of Qi Tian City has become a great opportunity to locate and lock onto Qitian Inner City!”
Zhang Wuji carried his hands behind his back and gently shook his head.
His gaze turned towards Qitian Temple.
“It’s over…”
“What does it matter if Qitian revives?”
“The just-revived Qitian cannot change anything; more terrifying beings will emerge to smother it.”
“Prison Lotus… shall be completely snuffed out and annihilated as this Divine Tide surges!”
As Zhang Wuji sighed with deep emotion.
Above the heavenly dome.
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, whose physical body was almost about to crack open, with hair flying, and chains snapping behind him.
Facing five Supreme Beings, the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King seemed to tremble slightly.
Suddenly…
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King slowly turned his head, glanced at the Qitian Temple behind him.
In his originally chaotic eyes, a clarity gradually emerged.
“Teacher…”
“Disciple… has done his best.”
The next moment.
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King suddenly turned around!
Corpse Qi surged violently, and within his spine, eight vortices where Death Qi and Corpse Qi mingled erupted with a bang!
It was astonishingly similar to the explosion of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians!
After detonating the Death Qi and Corpse Qi…
The sky above Qitian Inner City was once again covered by rolling darkness!
The Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King charged into the sky!
One against five!
Just as he sat silently in Qitian Inner City for thousands of years without regret.
Today, fighting until shattered to pieces, dust and ashes.
Still without regret!
…
…
The dim orange streetlight.
Gently illuminated the alley.
The fluctuations in Qitian Inner City transmitted to the Outer City, causing the Outer City to tremble fiercely.
In front of a restaurant.
The owner held a cigarette between two fingers, with smoke rising crookedly…
Xi Xi sat on a chair, holding a rice ball in her hand, rice grains sticking to her lips, looking up dazedly at the scene formed by the gathering smoke.
In the scene…
It was the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, charging fearlessly into the sky, battling five opponents who seemed invincible.
“Boss… he will die, won’t he?”
A hint of sadness emerged in Xi Xi’s eyes for reasons unknown.
“Yes, he will die, even if he was already dead… but the death of the body and spirit does not mean true death; to vanish entirely from the world is true death.”
The owner took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and replied.
“Why does he do this?”
Xi Xi took a small bite of her rice ball, even though it was delicious, she suddenly lost her appetite.
“Because… he’s a good child.”
The owner flicked the ash off his cigarette, with a tinge of sadness in his eyes.
“Once a family head’s illegitimate son, he was nearly beaten to death by a direct descendant. By fate, he obtained a firewood stick, within it slumbered a monkey, and the monkey taught him cultivation, taught him to be strong and robust, taught him how to conduct himself, taught him not to fear authority…”
“They depended on each other, living through hundreds of spring and autumn.”
“Later, the monkey died.”
“The monkey protected him all his life, now, it was his turn to protect the monkey.”
“That’s all it was.”
“He taught his juniors and his children to protect the monkey… but he knew those children might not follow his will, so he persevered to live, barely surviving… just for today, to protect.”
“He’s not unafraid of death, he’s clearly a child afraid of pain.”
“When time slices through him, it hurts a lot.”
“But he’s just a good child, respectful of teachers and valiant in the path.”
The owner spoke softly.
Lord Dog let out a howl, its chin rested on its two paws, letting out a gentle sigh.
The world is tough, Lord Dog sighed.
Xi Xi, for reasons unknown, sighed too.
She couldn’t help but think of many things.
If one day, her father who has always protected her dies, would she, like this Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, exhaust every effort to protect her father?
Would she?
Xi Xi took a heavy bite of the rice ball!
Yes!
Emperor Xi Xi definitely would!
…
…
Inside Qitian Temple.
The internal space, vast and boundless.
In front of the stone coffin, various powerful auras collided constantly, as if everything became still at this moment.
Completely quieted down, utterly frozen.
The Emperor of Dajing, Lu Wenchang, used the Dragon Banner Spear to resist against the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, stretching his neck to peer at the stone coffin lid being pushed open…
His gaze fell inside.
However, the expression on Lu Wenchang’s face completely froze.
Because…
Lu Wenchang met a pair of eyes.
A pair of enormous, golden, shining eyes.
Just one glance…
Lu Wenchang felt as though his will in his mind was completely detached from his physical body, as if smashed to pieces by a terrifying power!
“Ah——!!!”
A piercing scream, and Lu Wenchang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Clutching the Dragon Banner Spear in his hand, he swiftly retreated.
Thud thud thud.
Every step he took made cracks spread like spider webs in the pavement of Qitian Temple.
This extremely tragic scream…
Frightened everyone.
The Chan Wen Ascetic Monk, the female Guanyin, and the Wushen Mountain Priest, all powerful figures jointly suppressing the Earthly Ghost Emperor, yet constantly keeping an eye on the situation by the coffin, found their hairs standing on end!
They turned their gaze to the staggering retreat of Lu Wenchang.
And saw this Emperor of Dajing, his aura of golden light shattered, his eyes exploded, countless blood flowing down, and a huge gash ripped open on his forehead.
His Heaven and Earth Soul was collapsing inch by inch…
Hiss——
Such a tragic scene!
They could no longer bother entangling with Li Che.
Lu Wenchang’s tragic condition already explained everything!
There’s something wrong with that stone coffin!
Or perhaps…
Qitian Temple God…
Has truly come back to life!
“Run!”
Rumble——
The Chan Wen Ascetic Monk, who shouted the loudest earlier, put away the Golden Bowl, and quickly fled towards the outside of the Strange Temple.
And the Earthly Ghost Emperor, who is Li Che, was no longer cared for.
Li Che gripped the Three-point double-edged knife, the blade kept trembling.
He turned his head towards the stone coffin.
“Pa——!”
A withered hand, covered with monkey hair, slapped the edge of the stone coffin.
Crack——
The exceptionally solid stone coffin, made of an unknown resilient material…
Just its lid required Li Che’s full force to push.
Yet, with just a slap, a crack appeared.
Li Che’s eyes narrowed.
The aura between heaven and earth seemed incomparably stagnated as if completely frozen!
An incomparable pressure, an unimaginable divine power…
Grandly spread out.
Thud thud thud——
That was the sound of a heartbeat.
As if battle drums beating, the rhythmic resonance seemingly seized all heartbeats…
About to burst apart with the increasingly rapid percussion of the battle drums.
Li Che’s Immaculate Heart Dao Fruit trembled, the Seven-orifice Exquisite Heart diffused divine power, allowing him to easily break free from constraints.
But even so, his eyes couldn’t help but show a hint of excitement.
Lu Wenchang with blood-stained eyes, and the Chan Wen Ascetic Monk who had immediately fled to the entrance of the Strange Temple, along with the female Guanyin and the Wushen Mountain Priest…
All suffered to the point that their divine presence became completely chaotic.
“Run!”
Boom——!!!
The portal of Qitian Temple suddenly closed!
A terrifying boom stirred up a storm of fury.
Sweeping away the three Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerables.
Lu Wenchang’s eyes were blood-stained, he could see nothing, his Heaven and Earth Soul was shattered, unable to perceive anything…
He lost all sensation of the world!
A dignified Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerable, yet lost sensation to the world.
What a terrifying thing this was.
Suddenly…
From within the stone coffin.
The Hun Yuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel suddenly extended, thrusting with a puff…
Pierced through Lu Wenchang’s chest.
Then, carrying Lu Wenchang’s body, it slammed against the firmly shut portal of Qitian Temple.
With a muffled thud.
Lu Wenchang’s vitality was severed, completely dead.
And inside the stone coffin.
A skeletal, hairy monkey slowly sat up, leaning against the stone coffin, its furry arms resting on the sides, golden eyes slightly confused, first looking at Li Che.
It tilted its head.
Then turned to gaze through the dome of the Strange Temple.
“Sigh…”
“Foolish disciple.”