As a father, I just want to watch you live forever...

Chapter 467 The golden eyes opened in the sarcophagus, the Monkey King returns to life [asking for monthly tickets]

Temple of Heaven!
Inside the temple, the vented air currents continued to rage and interweave, and the terrifying power of disaster from the Second Disaster Divine Tribulation Monk continued to impact like a tornado!

However, at this moment, inside the temple, many monks who were in the second stage of divine calamity felt an incomparable and huge pressure!
Creepy!

The scene was like a horror story, causing the hairs of all the strong men present to stand on end, their eyes filled with disbelief.

And the leader of the Zifu Divine Sect, Zhang Wuji, after shouting in disbelief, retreated decisively, put away the silver jade, turned into a ray of light, and retreated rapidly.

It took only two or three breaths before they retreated to the gate of the Qitian Temple!
The other two disaster gods did not react as strongly as Zhang Wuji, although Qi Tian's resurrection... did give them a sense of horror.

After all, he is a legendary god!
Even if it is just the weakest god, it is far beyond the ability of these Second Disaster Divine Tribulation Venerables to contend with. Even... even the Supreme Being cannot face a god directly!

Can't compete with the gods!
Therefore, no one laughed at Zhang Wuji's big reaction, it was a display of the living creature's instinct for survival.

Inside the strange temple, the atmosphere became extremely tense, almost suffocating!
There wasn't even a hint of noise.

It seemed that only the precious stick standing behind the sarcophagus, when it swayed left and right, vibrated the air, and made a slight sound of air flow fluctuations, making people understand that time had not stagnated or paused.

The coffin opened by itself...

The Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Hoop came flying and stood tall among them...

Trembling left and right, like cheering and excitement!
This kind of scene is so shocking that it makes one's blood freeze.

The ascetic monk with cicada patterns, the late Emperor Dajing, the female Guanyin and the witch priest of Wushen Mountain, the four second-level disaster gods, did not react as strongly as Zhang Wuji.

Although he was nervous, he did not turn around and run away without hesitation, and almost escaped from the Qitian Temple.

"Qitian...really came back from the dead?"

"Impossible! How could the current Qi Tian be resurrected?!"

The cicada-patterned ascetic monk said in a deep voice.

"The daughter of Yulian has not yet broken through to the divine tribulation... Yulian's luck has not yet turned, so Qi Tian cannot be revived!"

The ascetic monk with cicada patterns came from the Buddhist land in the Western Regions, and had the support of the camp of gods [Black Xumi], so he seemed to know a lot of secrets.

"I do not believe!"

The cicada patterns on the ascetic monk's eyes seemed to come alive, burning like blazing flames!
"I don't believe it either. The gods said... Qi Tian wants to be resurrected, but the conditions are harsh. He might fall into deep sleep and perish completely..."

"After all, in the last God Tide, Yulian collapsed and was defeated, and all the gods of Yulian died in the battle... Even if we build a strange temple to reincarnate, how can it be an easy task?"

The golden dragon robe of Emperor Lu Wenchang of Dajing fluttered in the wind, and he held a large dragon flag spear in his hand, with the spear flying high. His imposing manner was as deep as the abyss and unfathomable!

The Second Disaster God Venerable, if placed in the mortal world, would already be a rare and powerful leader!
Their state of mind is strong enough to face any weirdness.

Therefore, he did not escape from the temple easily and gave up the remains of Qi Tian and the Ruyi Jingu Stick, such a peerless magic weapon!
"I want to see... whether Qi Tian has really revived!"

"Even if he has just revived, it is impossible for him to regain his divine power. What's so scary about that?"

Emperor Dajing, Lu Wenchang, said coldly.

Behind them stand various major camps, all of which come with their own purposes.

Of course, one cannot be frightened by the sight of a coffin opening automatically.

hum-

The big dragon flag spear in his hand rolled violently, and the void seemed to be pierced!
The golden dragon robe on his body fluttered, as if golden luck was dangling around him like a thread of clothing. He stepped forward with his golden boots and came to the coffin.

There was a brilliant golden light in his eyes, and he was extremely alert. He looked into the coffin and sent a tentative test!
There is a risk of being the first to arrive, but apart from the risk of being the first to arrive, there will also be unexpected benefits of seizing the initiative!

If Qi Tian had not revived, Emperor Dajing, Lu Wenchang, would have been closer to Qi Tian's corpse than anyone else!

But now, on the stone coffin, there is not only the corpse of Qi Tian...

There is also the Ruyi Golden Cudgel!
These... are all opportunities!
And opportunities are for the brave!
The ascetic monks in the Buddhist land of the Western Regions were also hesitating whether to set off.

The female Guanyin in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea took a small step forward barefoot, and hesitated!

The Wushen Priest of Wushen Mountain did not show any unusual movement, and even seemed to want to retreat, just like Zhang Wuji.

In the end, he hesitated for a while and looked at the scene of Emperor Dajing, Lu Wenchang, approaching the Qitian stone coffin.

And it was not just them, even Li Che's heart gradually calmed down at this moment.

His eyes flickered, and there was a hint of surprise in his heart.

Qi Tian resurrects?

is it possible?
Li Che's face, which was burned by the purple fire and only a golden skull was left, seemed to reveal a bit of anticipation.

Li Che even wondered in his heart whether it was because he had obtained the Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel?

So that's what stimulated the revival of Qi Tian's remains?
"Is it because this divine weapon of the Three Purities level contains the aura of the gods? Although I have not yet stimulated and unlocked the aura of the gods... but because I have mastered it and made this divine weapon recognize its master, so... so, the aura of the gods contained in it stimulated the remains of Qi Tian?"

Li Che's mind was full of thoughts.

The possibility is great!
In other words, there is a high possibility that Qi Tian will be revived!
Li Che was immediately excited.

His eyes flashed.

Five fingers clenched suddenly!
hum-

Li Che disappeared in an instant, and moved to the side of the Qitian stone coffin as if teleporting. The gap that had opened was getting bigger and bigger as the coffin lid moved slightly!
The former Emperor of Dajing, Lu Wenchang, was blessed with great fortune and his eyes were as bright as torches. However, the golden light in his eyes was filled with eeriness, as if it burst out from the underworld!

Li Che clenched his five fingers, and the three-pointed, two-edged sword trembled and shook, although the Hunyuan Qitian Ruyi Golden Cudgel now recognized its master and became his magic weapon.

However, it seems that it cannot be used now.

Li Che only used the three-pointed double-edged sword to fight the enemy!
The power of Dao disaster, divinity, qi and blood... the three are intertwined and swirling.

It crashed into the three-pointed, double-edged sword, breaking a vortex in the magic weapon like a strange shackle on the human body!

Divine weapon, unlocked again!

The breath of the gods!

It roared out like a river bursting its banks!

"Everyone! Since you don't want to be the first to stand out, stop him and don't let him interfere with my efforts to find out whether Qi Tian has been resurrected!"

Lu Wenchang took big strides forward, his luck and golden light surging endlessly!
It was extremely majestic, surging like the ocean, and with every step, the entire Shenque mysterious temple shook!
The ascetic monk with cicada patterns did not hesitate, and swung out with his monk's stick, hitting the golden bowl, causing the golden bowl to vibrate and hit Li Che!
On the other side, the white gauze behind the female Guanyin fluttered like flying clouds, and a mutton-fat jade bottle appeared in her hand!

The Wushen Priest of Wushen Mountain thought about it, and a bone tooth appeared in his hand, which he suddenly threw out!

At the same time, the magic weapon was also unlocked, bursting with divine aura!

He pressed down towards Li Che with a loud bang!
bang bang bang-

The moment the three auras collided, Lu Wenchang burst out at full speed. He was already very close to the sarcophagus, and at this moment he jumped over it and came directly to the side of the sarcophagus!

The big dragon flag spear in his hand rolled up suddenly, and the spear head suddenly pointed out like a hurricane, pointing at the magic weapon stick standing in the coffin!
When——! ! !
The tip of the gun collided with the magic stick!
A violent recoil force instantly caused Lu Wenchang's entire arm holding the Big Dragon Flag Spear to be covered with cracks, and blood splattered everywhere!

"I feel... strength! Incomparable and terrifying strength!"

Lu Wenchang's face turned slightly pale.

It seems like...

Someone grabbed the other end of the magic stick from the coffin and exerted great strength to offset Lu Wenchang's unreserved stab!
Lu Wenchang couldn't help but shudder, could it be that... he's really alive?
How could a dead god come back to life so suddenly?
How can this be? !
Lu Wenchang didn't believe it!
The big dragon flag spear was placed on the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and the whole body of the man was leaning forward continuously, looking towards the gap in the opened coffin!
He wanted to see through the gap to see clearly whether the hairy monkey in the coffin had really revived!

"what--!!!"

Lu Wenchang roared!
His whole body was shining with golden light, and his eyes were wide open as wide as possible!
I see!
He's about to see it!

……

……

Above the inner city of Qitian.

The pitch-black color continued to surge, and behind the strange fog, a scarlet blood color inexplicably emerged!

In an instant, it expanded and swept across, covering the entire Qitian Inner City, as if the sky of Guique had turned blood red!
The vision is so vast! It covers the whole sky and earth!
And above the sky.

The collision between the supreme foundation of each major force and the supreme guardian of the temple, the Curse Corpse King, who was transformed by the founder of Qitian Temple, seemed to have come to an end, and everything became quiet all of a sudden.

It’s like there is no sound at all!
However, there was still deathly silence in the inner city of Qitian.

Many strong men raised their heads with trembling bodies. Under the pressure of the Supreme, they only had the strength to raise their heads.

They looked up at the sky and saw a blood-red color, and the strange fog was suddenly torn apart!
Lu Taibai, Lu Qiankun and many other Divine Tribulation Monks who had not yet fled from the Qitian Inner City raised their heads, their pupils constricted, and watched with all their might.

Suddenly, the thick and strange fog covering the sky above the Qitian Inner City was seen to have dissipated like a huge bubble, and it disappeared without a trace in the air...

Whirring whirring--

Above the sky, the supreme foundation of all major forces dimmed!
For example, there was the alchemy furnace that Zhang Wuji had offered, the Buddhist beads offered by the ascetic monk with cicada patterns from the Western Regions, the supreme demon pill offered by the Black Bull Demon God, the double-sided lotus platform offered by the young Guanyin, and a piece of finger bone from the priest of Wushen Mountain!
The horrifying death energy and corpse energy danced wildly between heaven and earth.

"Roar!"

The founder of the Fang family let out a long roar, and curse seals all over his body rotated. Countless chains that seemed to spread out from the underworld danced wildly!

Bang——! ! !
The light of the five supreme foundations suddenly dimmed completely, and they were hit by the release of terrifying power!

The supreme demon pill exploded completely!

The Buddhist beads cracked, and the light completely dimmed and lost its luster.

The lotus platform was pierced and lost its divinity.

The finger bones were cracked into pieces and the alchemy furnace sank, as if it had been kicked hard by someone.

Everyone stared at the sky, and in the supreme pressure that rolled like a tide, it seemed that they saw the stagnation of time and space.

After a moment of stagnation, there was an extreme speed fluctuation!

bang——

The five supreme foundations seemed to be frozen in the air. After they resumed movement, they were like five streams of light, crushing the space. They were knocked away by the founder of the Fang family with extremely terrifying power!

It shot towards the area outside the Qitian Inner City where endless strange fog was rolling, and it seemed as if its trace had completely disappeared.

Hua Hua Hua——

Chains were wrapped around his body.

The founder of the Fang family, who had been guarding for thousands of years and was about to wave his sleeves, roared in anger at this moment.

The skinny and withered old boy was incredibly domineering, bursting with brutality and ferocity that was totally inconsistent with his body size!

no doubt……

The battle in which the Supreme Being wanted to suppress the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King has come to an end!
The five pieces of supreme background were not from the Supreme himself after all, so they were beaten away!
And after destroying the supreme foundation.

The Curse Corpse King, who was guarding the temple, suddenly turned his head, his eyes emitting a terrifying dark light, and the death energy and corpse energy came down like a tide, crashing down recklessly, causing the entire Qitian Inner City to shake and be washed away.

Many people felt a sense of fear as if a disaster was about to happen. They felt cold all over, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

boom--

When he took a step forward, countless dead air and corpse air danced wildly behind him like a cloak that stretched for a thousand miles!

After the temple guardian Curse Corpse King defeated the supreme power of all major forces, he finally began to return to the Qitian Temple. He can solve what happened in the Qitian Temple and protect Qitian!

At the entrance of Qitian Temple.

Zhang Wuji fled here, which was basically equivalent to leaving the Qitian Temple. He just stretched his neck to look inside the temple, still paying attention to what was happening inside the temple.

When the supreme battle above the inner city of Qitian came to an end.

His expression couldn't help but change slightly.

He felt a little distressed. The alchemy furnace with supreme power was dented, lost its divinity, and flew to an unknown place in the strange palace.

For Zhang Wuji, it was naturally heartbreaking!

That is the supreme foundation of the Zifu Divine Sect!
"As expected... you still can't stop it?"

Zhang Wuji looked up.

Holding the silver chisel in his hand, he pondered for a while, his eyes swept across the strange temple, and when he thought of the possible situation, he gritted his teeth, and without hesitation, his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. The whole person was like a white crane spreading its wings, and he flew quickly towards the outside of the inner city of Qitian.

If you want to live long, the first element is stability!

Learn to recognize danger when you encounter it!
Don't be reckless!
Only then can you live longer!
Rumbling--

The supreme pressure was like a wave, constantly bursting towards the direction of the strange temple.

but.

Just when Zhang Wuji retreated to the inner city gate of Qitian, his eyes narrowed slightly.

His hair and beard were flying, and his Taoist robes were tangled. Looking up, he saw the founder of Qitian Temple, who had transformed into the Corpse King, the guardian of the temple, but was now frozen in mid-air.

The originally impatient posture, like a young swallow returning to its nest, suddenly froze in mid-air as if time and space were frozen.

"Roar--!!!"

The temple guardian king of cursed corpses, who was originally going to return to the strange temple to protect Qi Tian's remains, suddenly turned around, with chains dancing wildly behind him. His eyes, which were bursting with dim light, stared fixedly at the sky above the inner city of Qi Tian!

Zhang Wuji let out a breath.

"It's finally here..."

"The desire to kill the Hell Lotus is indeed strong!"

The words have been spoken.

The temple-guarding Cursing Corpse King then roared up into the sky, carrying with him rolling death energy and corpse energy. His supreme pressure became increasingly powerful, like a rolling ocean!

however……

Above the inner city of Qitian, above the endless red sky.

Suddenly, an extremely huge palm appeared, and even the palm lines were clearly visible.

boom!
The big palm slapped down fiercely, colliding with the temple guardian Corpse King!
The body of the Curse Corpse King, who protects the temple, suddenly trembled violently, as if it was about to explode completely. The dark blood, wrapped in the death and corpse qi, fell down with a "patter", like a black jade bead with a broken string, falling all over the ground.

The huge palm, carrying a terrifying aura, slowly retracted and turned into a fat-headed, big-eared monk with kind eyes and a body shrouded in Buddha's light!

"Amitabha, Qitian Tiancheng... I finally found my place in Guique."

The fat and big-eared monk laughed loudly.

In the monk’s hand was holding a string of completely dimmed Buddhist beads, which were exactly the supreme essence that the Cicada Pattern Ascetic Monk had offered up earlier!
And the aura emanating from this fat-headed and big-eared monk can also be regarded as the supreme aura!
The void is torn apart!
Cracks continued to interweave and emerge, and a figure stepped out from them.

He was a divine general wearing black silver armor, with a cloak fluttering on his back. In his hand, he held a flag of gathering immortals whose divinity had been exhausted. His face was blurred and distorted, but an extremely cold aura was evident in it.

All the supreme essences that were sent flying by the Curse Corpse King, who protected the temple, returned at this moment...

Moreover, they all returned with a supreme powerful being of the Three Disasters level!

These supreme and powerful beings are not prominent in the human world, but in the strange world... they can burst out at will, unhindered!
The temple-guarding Cursing Corpse King, transformed by the Fang family's ancestor, swung the chains behind him wildly as he faced the five supreme powerful men.

The auras of these five supreme beings were obviously stronger than the temple-protecting Curse Corpse King transformed by Fang family ancestor. After all, the ancestor who had just transformed into the Curse Corpse King was still a little short of reaching the peak level of combat power.

Door opening.

Zhang Wuji took a breath.

"It worked as expected. The so-called supreme foundation is not only a means to contain the Temple Curse Corpse King, but also a means of positioning..." "This is the real back-up plan and arrangement of the strong men from the major camps!"

Zhang Wuji shook his head.

“What a pity! If we could capture the remains of Qitian and the Ruyi Golden Hoop Staff before these supreme beings from [Black Xumi], [Dark Heaven], and [Strange Demon Palace] arrived based on their supreme beings’ backgrounds, it would still be considered a great achievement…”

"Now, the credit has been greatly reduced..."

"But fortunately...it's finally coming to an end."

Zhang Wuji was not in a hurry to escape, but he still stood close to the doorway.

"Although the Inner City of Qitian is located in Guique, Guique is too vast and boundless, and the Inner City of Qitian is located at the junction of Neiguique and Diguique... It is floating and sinking, and it is difficult to find at all."

"Therefore, the opening of Qitian City this time has become a great opportunity to find and lock Qitian Inner City!"

Zhang Wuji put his hands behind his back and shook his head gently.

His eyes turned towards the Qitian Temple.

"it's over……"

"What if Qi Tian is revived?"

"Qitian, who has just revived, can't change anything. There will be a more terrifying existence to strangle him."

“The Hell Lotus… will be completely strangled and destroyed when this divine tide surges up!”

When Zhang Wuji was filled with emotion.

above the sky.

The body of the Temple Guardian Corpse King seemed to be almost cracking, his hair was flying, and the chains were swinging behind him.

Facing the Five Supreme Beings, the Temple Guardian King of Curses seemed to be shaking slightly.

Suddenly...

The temple guardian, the Cursed Corpse King, slowly turned his head and glanced at the Qitian Temple behind him.

A look of clarity gradually emerged in his originally chaotic eyes.

"teacher……"

"Disciple...I have tried my best."

next moment.

The temple guardian, the Curse Corpse King, turned around suddenly!

The corpse qi all over his body surged, and in his spine, eight whirlpools of death qi and corpse qi intersected exploded with a loud bang!
It is extremely similar to the detonation of the Eight Qimen!
After detonating the death and corpse qi...

The sky above the inner city of Qitian was once again covered by rolling darkness!

The temple-guarding Cursed Corpse King soars into the sky!
One against five!

Just as he sat in the inner city of Qitian for thousands of years without any regrets.

Today, the battle will end in pieces and ashes.

Also no regrets!

……

……

Dim orange light.

In the alleys, it shines leisurely.

The vibrations in the inner city of Qitian were transmitted to the outer city, causing it to shake violently as well.

Before the restaurant.

The boss held a cigarette between his two fingers, and the smoke rose up, twisting and turning...

Xixi sat on a chair, holding a rice ball in her hand, with rice grains on the corners of her mouth. She raised her head and stared blankly at the scene where countless smoke condensed.

In the picture...

It was the scene of the temple guardian King of Curses, who rushed into the sky without hesitation and fought with five opponents who were so powerful that they seemed invincible.

"Boss...will he die?"

For some reason, a hint of sadness appeared in Xixi's eyes.

"Yes, he will die, even if he is already dead... However, the death of the body and spirit does not mean true death. Only when one disappears from the world completely can it be called death."

The boss took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and responded.

"Why would he do this?"

Xixi took a small bite of the rice ball. Even though the rice balls made by the boss were delicious, Xixi suddenly felt that she had no appetite.

"Because... he's a good boy."

The boss dusted off his cigarette ashes, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Back then, the illegitimate son of a noble family was nearly beaten to death by his legitimate son. By chance, he got a firewood stick. Inside the stick, there was a monkey sleeping. The monkey taught him how to cultivate, how to become stronger, how to behave in society, and how not to fear power..."

"They depended on each other and survived hundreds of springs, autumns, winters and summers."

"Later, the monkey died."

"The monkey has protected him all his life. Now, it's his turn to protect the monkey."

"That's all."

"He taught his younger generations, his children, to protect the monkeys... But he knew that those children might not obey his will, so he insisted on staying alive, living in the world... just for a blessing from today."

"It's not that he doesn't fear death. He is clearly a child who is very afraid of pain."

"When the years cut through him, it hurts."

"But he is just a good kid who respects his teachers."

The boss said softly.

The dog whimpered, rested its chin on its two paws, and sighed softly.

The world is not easy, Dog Master sighed.

Xixi didn't know why, but she also sighed.

She couldn't help but think a lot.

If one day, the father who has always protected her dies, will she do her best to protect her father like this temple guardian King of Curses?

can you?

Xixi took a big bite of the rice ball!
Will do!

Emperor Xixi will definitely do it!
……

……

Inside the Temple of Qitian.

The interior space is vast and boundless.

In front of the sarcophagus, various powerful auras were constantly colliding, and everything seemed to be frozen at this moment.

It was completely quiet, completely frozen.

Emperor Lü Wenchang of Dajing used his dragon flag spear to press against the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, stretched his neck, and saw the lid of the stone coffin being pushed open...

His eyes fell inside.

However, the expression on Lu Wenchang's face was completely frozen.

because……

Lu Wenchang met a pair of eyes.

A pair of huge, golden eyes opened.

Just a look.

Lu Wenchang felt as if the will in his mind had completely separated from his body, as if it had been smashed to pieces by a terrifying force!

"what--!!!"

With a scream, Lu Wenchang spurted out a large amount of blood from his mouth.

Holding the big dragon flag spear in his hand, he retreated quickly.

Ding Deng Deng.

Every step he took would leave the bricks and stones of the Qitian Temple covered with spider-web-like cracks.

This extremely shrill scream...

But it scared everyone.

The three powerful ascetic monk with cicada patterns, the female Guanyin and the priest of Wushen Mountain, who joined forces to suppress the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld but kept an eye on the situation on the coffin, the three God Tribulation Venerables, their hair stood on end!

They looked at Lu Wenchang who was stumbling backwards.

Then they saw the golden light of Emperor Dajing's luck being shattered, his eyes exploded, countless blood flowed down, and a huge gap was cut between his eyebrows.

His soul of heaven and earth was destroyed bit by bit in it...

hiss--

Such a tragic situation!

They didn't care about getting entangled with Li Che anymore.

Lu Wenchang’s miserable condition speaks for itself!
There's something wrong with that sarcophagus!

Or...

Qitian Temple God...

Really came back from the dead!

"escape!"

Rumbling--

The ascetic monk with cicada pattern, who had shouted the loudest earlier, put away the golden bowl, turned around and fled quickly towards the outside of the strange temple.

And the Ghost King of the Underworld, Li Che, was suddenly ignored.

Li Che held the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly, and the blade was shaking constantly.

He turned his head and looked at the sarcophagus.

"Snapped--!"

A dry, monkey-haired hand slapped the edge of the sarcophagus.

Click——

The extremely solid sarcophagus, I wonder what tough material it is made of...

Just to push the coffin lid, Li Che needed to use all his strength to push the sarcophagus.

With just one slap, a crack appeared.

Li Che's eyes narrowed.

The air between heaven and earth seemed to become incomparably stagnant, as if it was completely frozen!
An incomparable pressure, an unimaginable divine power...

It spread out in a mighty manner.

dong dong dong-

That's the sound of a beating heart.

It was like the beating of a war drum, only it sounded rhythmically, as if all the heartbeats were controlled...

As if it was about to burst open as the war drums beat faster and faster.

Li Che's Pure Heart Dao Fruit vibrated, and his Seven Apertures Heart spread divine power, allowing him to easily break free from the restrictions.

But there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Lv Wenchang with bloodshot eyes, the ascetic monk with cicada patterns, the female Guanyin, and the priest of Wushen Mountain who fled to the gate of the strange temple in a blink of an eye...

They were all in so much pain that their divinity became disordered.

"Escape!"

boom--! ! !
The gate of the Qitian Temple suddenly closed!
The terrifying roar set off a huge gale.

The three venerables in the second level of the divine calamity realm were swept away fiercely.

Lu Wenchang's eyes were bloodshot, he could not see anything, even the soul of heaven and earth was shattered, he could not sense anything...

He lost his sense of the world!

A dignified Second Disaster God Venerable actually lost his perception of the world.

What a terrible thing.

Suddenly...

Inside the sarcophagus.

The Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Hoop suddenly grew longer, and with a "whoosh" sound...

It pierced through Lu Wenchang's chest.

Then, he carried Lu Wenchang's body and slammed it hard against the tightly closed door of the Qitian Temple.

There was a dull thud.

Lu Wenchang lost all hope of survival and died completely.

And in the sarcophagus.

A skinny monkey with fur covering its bones slowly sat up, with its back against the sarcophagus, its furry arms draped over its sides, its golden eyes slightly dazed, and it first looked at Li Che.

He tilted his head.

Then, he turned his head and looked through the dome of the strange temple.

"Ugh……"

"Foolish disciple."

(End of this chapter)