As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Chapter 722: Chapter 240: Immortal Craft Dao Fruit Transforms Again to LV5, Gaining a Hint of Divine Sculpture Half-Saint Understanding

Tick-tock—

Tick-tock!

Drops of blood dripped down, splashing from the sharp-pointed Divine Gang which had penetrated through the back of Su Huaiming’s skull.

There was a loud plop, in the carriage that isolated all sounds, resounding very clearly.

As if thunder exploded in the ear!

Su Huaiming trembled all over, his eyes wide open with disbelief, staring at the figure in front of him.

Conical hats, black robes, Bull Demon Mask!

Underworld!

Su Huaiming, although immersed in the art of Divine Sculpture, had heard of the Underworld.

After all, he was a member of the Su Family, and a prominent figure within the Su Family, an Outer Door Honored Elder of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect at Fetal Breath Transcendence Realm, had recently died!

Su Huaiming had once wanted to become an Outer Door Honored Elder, but the family had sent him to undergo the Elder assessment at Divine Carving Ridge, wanting him to become an Elder there…

In terms of status, an Elder holds a higher position than an Outer Door Honored Elder!

Therefore, when Su Helian died, Su Huaiming paid much attention.

When he learned that Su Helian’s death was caused by a powerful figure of the mysterious force, the Underworld, that was currently causing a stir in the Qianyuan Daoist City,

Su Huaiming started to take note of the Underworld.

But Su Huaiming never imagined…

That he would actually encounter a member of the Underworld, and moreover, the most insidious and vicious Bull Demon among them!

“You… you…”

Fear flickered in Su Huaiming’s eyes.

As a powerful practitioner at the Golden Body Shedding Realm, at this moment, he found himself powerless to resist. His divinity surged out from the Inner Scene of his Energy Center but…

It seemed squashed by a horrifyingly large hand, unable to even ascend.

Su Huaiming’s eyes turned in horror.

His Primordial Spirit Golden Body roared, but the next moment, the roar stiffened.

Vaguely, his Primordial Spirit Golden Body saw one Temple God after another…

That’s right!

Temple Gods!

Fire-Eye Mystical Awe Spirit Monkey!

Hundred-Turned Worry Dream Gui Ling Rabbit!

And several from his own Su Family, the female immortal Temple God holding a flower basket!

Su Huaiming recognized all these Temple Gods, even the Fire-Eye Mystical Awe Spirit Monkey…

As a gifted Divine Sculpture Master nurtured by the Su Family, he had observed the Mysterious Temple for a period of 60 years, witnessing countless Mysterious Temple Gods.

To enhance his Divine Sculpture skills, he had sculpted nearly all of them except for the Spirit Monkey Temple God.

However…

Now, these seven Temple Gods, emitting a majestic and oppressive Temple God Rank pressure, stared intently at him.

Causing his Shen Yuan Golden Elixir to be unable to be released…

Even the Golden Body Shedding couldn’t be displayed!

It was stifled within the Inner Scene of his Energy Center…

What exactly was going on?

Su Huaiming knew he was no match for the Bull Demon, so the moment he saw the Bull Demon, he planned to unleash the power of the Golden Body Shedding and alert the Innate Great Grandmaster dispatched by the clan outside the carriage.

However…

His divinity simply couldn’t burst forth!

Temple Gods… as Divine Ministers?!

What kind of monster is this?!

Fear, in Su Huaiming’s eyes, continuously dissipated and expanded.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn’t shout out at all. The carriage was extremely quiet, outside the sounds of the wind and snow sobbing, snowflakes falling, the turning of the cartwheels…

All vanished cleanly.

The quieter it is, the more unsettling it became!

Su Huaiming couldn’t understand why the Underworld sought him?

Why did the Underworld want to kill him!

But…

It seemed like there was no need for a reason.

Because when the Underworld killed Su Helian, there seemed to be no reason either.

These lunatics.

Under the Bull Demon Mask, Li Che’s eyes were indifferent and cold, his Qi-Blood trembling once as the True Gang Divine Spear that had penetrated Su Huaiming’s Energy Center and skull vibrated.

In an instant, Su HuaiMing’s entire head burst with a loud “bang”, shattered into pieces.

Completely devoid of the breath of life.

Su Huaiming was strong, but his combat experience was too poor, he was too slow, and his reactions sluggish.

It was much easier than when he had killed Old Xue Du Fu.

The rich scent of blood spread within the carriage.

Suddenly.