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

Chapter 1423: Chapter 386: Father and Daughter Win Double Championships at the Flat Peach Victory Meeting, My Palace’s Immortal Peach Orchard Has Been Emptied

”Is this... the Divine Domain of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect?”

”That intertwining chessboard, it looks a lot like the Divine Domain formed by the projection from the Strange Que using the Temple God Rank’s pressure... How could Li Che possibly manage such methods?”

”Jialuo isn’t avoiding it, but he can’t avoid it. A terrifying pressure oppresses his body, making him unable to move or control his own body, so it looks like he’s dumbfounded.”

...

The sect masters of each Great Divine Sect have extraordinary vision; having gone through many experiences, they naturally understand Jialuo’s current situation.

It’s like facing the terrifying Dao Position pressure of a true Great Cultivator in the Divine Tribulation Realm.

Their performance wouldn’t be any better than Jialuo’s at this moment.

Divine Tribulation Realm cultivators are too powerful, too terrifying, so powerful that even this world cannot contain them, bringing down the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations as a form of exclusion.

But Li Che is definitely not a Divine Tribulation, so why does the ’Divine Cultivation’ of Jialuo Monk lead to this situation?

Jialuo’s cultivation isn’t weak either; although crushed by Golden-haired Hou, that’s because Jialuo was scheming against Golden-haired Hou. If it were a genuine confrontation, Jialuo could barely touch the Divine Embryo Fourth Divine Transformation realm...

Yet, Jialuo at this realm, before Li Che, behaves like he’s in the Divine Embryo One Divine Transformation, being instantly killed.

He has no resistance, not even close to being an opponent in a single exchange.

The Sect Master of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, Zhang Wuji, his hair and beard flying, even the horsetail whisk in his hand is slightly rippling.

Clearly, the heart of this First Divine Sect Master of Great Vista is not as calm as his expression shows.

”Divine Domain?”

”Doesn’t seem like...”

”Seems more like... the might of Dao Position?”

”Such a shame; with the Tianhe Ruyi hairpin in between, it’s hard to perceive clearly.”

At this moment.

Many strong practitioners flickered their gazes, their hearts involuntarily shaken.

...

...

Within the Seven Thousand Year Old Peach Garden.

The entire Immortal Peach Orchard, dust billowing, the earth thoroughly turned over twice.

Soft soil, splashed, then settled again, the grown frost grass was mostly shredded, a complete mess.

Hot dust floats in the distorted high-temperature ruins.

The prohibitions on the Flat Peach Tree were still glowing.

The entire Immortal Peach Orchard was silent, leaving only the sound of the swirling wild wind, stirring dust, swaying leaves.

The Buddha Light on Golden-haired Hou exploded completely, splattering into dust.

In his eyes, confusion and palpitating fear still persisted...

Too terrifying!

Truly too terrifying!

Even the unruly Golden-haired Hou felt like he was walking a circle in front of death.

The future body of Jialuo Monk’s Three Lifetimes reactivated, scheming against him, and from the Buddha Light mark, it’s evident that Jialuo Monk’s Divine Cultivation isn’t weaker than his Peak Realm.

But...

Was instantly killed by Li Che!

Golden-haired Hou felt it somewhat unreal.

If Li Che has this strength, then why did Golden-haired Hou exhaust all his efforts, resulting in severe injuries?

If Li Che has the strength to instantly kill Jialuo Monk, then probably... he also has the strength to instantly kill Golden-haired Hou?

So, was Li Half-Saint previously...

Playing tricks on the dog?!

Golden-haired Hou’s mouth murmured for a while, the golden fur completely drooped.

”I submit...”

”I admit defeat.”

”I am willing to accept my loss in this wager.”

Hoo hoo hoo...

The wind blew past, lifting the dust.

Golden-haired Hou no longer suppressed his injuries, a muffled groan sounded from his throat, followed by crimson blood sliding down the corner of his mouth, the vivid color adding a few degrees to his wretchedness.

The burning flame in his eyes seemed to be completely quieted, his gaze carried a complex look, directing towards that black-haired, dust-less young face.

Truly young.

Golden-haired Hou was over forty, yet Li Che... it’s heard he’s only twenty-five. At such an age, to possess such formidable strength is truly unbelievable.

A moment of disorientation, Golden-haired Hou seemed to see the shadow of the Great Witch God on Li Che’s young, gentle face.