974: Chapter 339: Rift, Ambush_3 974: Chapter 339: Rift, Ambush_3 Daoist Luya spoke indifferently: “Now the Heavenly Emperor rises to prominence, with the favor of destiny fully upon him.
The Human Emperor is not invincible.”
“This matter must not be taken lightly,” the Calamity Elder shook his head, “If we kill the Human Emperor, the Human Race will imdiately have three thousand Golden Immortals fall into demonhood.
The Western Continent would be annihilated by them, which would inadvertently aid Li Ping’an.”
“That’s true,” Daoist Luya’s eyes showed a hint of wariness, “The demon soldiers of the Human Race are a hundred tis more troubleso than those of the Asura Clan.”
“Such a pity, indeed.”
Calamity Elder laughed and said:
“I thought our master of slaughter would asure his strength against the four great external disciples of the Jie Sect.
I didn’t expect he would also temporarily avoid the Jie Sect’s sharp edge.
“Since we can’t return to the Western Continent for now, why not search the heavens beyond for allies, inviting more experts from the Hundred Clans?
“I do know of a few fellow Daoists’ hiding spots.”
Daoist Luya said slowly, “If that’s the case, this Poor Daoist will also gather so ancient allies, so that we can seize the land of Western Continent and thus demonstrate the sincerity of our collaboration.”
“Then let’s set a date for one month from now.
We’ll et in the Western Continent and plot our grand endeavor, please!”
Calamity Elder waved his hand grandly:
“Ti waits for no one.
While Li Ping’an has yet to gain montum, we must cripple the other leg of the Human Race.
“Otherwise, once the Human Race fully prospers, we will have no place in this world.”
“Good.”
Roc Bird frowned and asked, “What about , This Poor Daoist?
Where should I go?
Just wait here doing nothing?”
Calamity Elder laughed, “You could patrol the vicinity of the Misty Realm to see if you might encounter Li Ping’an returning there.
Given his character, after such incidents, he’ll quickly return to the Misty Realm to save face for the Human Emperor.”
“Ha ha ha!”
Roc Bird’s eyes glead with the light of battle.
“If that’s the case, I’ll wait outside the Misty Realm!”
The child of the Primordial Phoenix thought to himself:
‘Hmph, a bunch of waste being so timid before the Human Race youths protected by the Heavenly Dao.
I will show them the majesty of the Phoenix Clan!’
…
Seven days later.
Li Ping’an and his party stealthily left the main world, speeding away toward the southern direction.
Before departing, Li Ping’an had already heard the rumors that were being spread around East Continent.
He was acutely aware that soone was scheming behind the scenes.
Li Ping’an did not believe that Xuanyuan Huangdi would change his long-held stance based on such rumors and did not take them to heart.
“Are we just going to let that Right Attendant go?”
Qing Su asked, sowhat unwilling to give up:
“By acting in such a way, she has already betrayed the Holy Mother Palace.
She should be captured soon and await the return of the Holy Mother for disposition.”
Li Ping’an shrugged, “If a Daluo Golden Immortal wants to hide, even the Heavenly Dao would find it difficult to locate them.”
He took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve.
“I have analyzed these few drops of blood.
The conclusion from the Heavenly Dao is that it’s the blood of a Human Race’s Dao Body at the level of Daluo, which is actually ironclad proof, given that there are not many Daluo Golden Immortals amongst the Human Race.”
Guilingling muttered softly, “Good thing we found it in ti, or they really might have succeeded.”
He Xinghan laughed, “With the protection of the Heavenly Dao, Your Majesty can turn misfortune into good fortune.”
“That’s not necessarily true,” Li Ping’an said, glancing at the light shimring on the Spirit Platform and feeling a headache at the sight of Xingtian’s figure, “Do not count your chickens before they hatch.
The Great Dao has its Fifty, the Heavenly Dao has its Forty-Nine; not even Heavenly Dao is truly perfect.”
As soon as his voice fell, the porcelain bottle suddenly trembled, with the blood within it seeming to boil.
“Be careful!”
“Your Majesty, watch out!”
Luo Xuejing and Qing Su flashed forward simultaneously, but Guilingling was a half step faster and snatched the bottle from Li Ping’an’s palm.
Guilingling produced a turtle shell and pressed it onto the bottle.
With a ‘pop’, the bottle exploded on its own, releasing wisps of white smoke that coalesced into the figure of an old crone.
The old crone looked at Li Ping’an with a complicated expression, then bowed her head in a salute:
“Heavenly Emperor, this old woman was muddled and committed a misdeed.
May I discuss sothing with Your Majesty?
“I am willing to offer my Daluo cultivation to serve as a Dao slave in the Heavenly Court…”
“No need.”
Li Ping’an shook his head, a golden lightning shooting from his fingertip, directly shattering the old woman’s phantom.
“Go discuss with the Human Emperor, since we are already at life-and-death odds, there is nothing left to discuss.
“If you intend to use this thod to track my whereabouts, then please, show yourself at any ti.
I will accept the challenge.”
After speaking, Li Ping’an wrapped the Silver Shuttle with the power of the Heavenly Dao, turned his head, and flew rapidly along the edge of the main world toward the west, heading straight back to the Misty Realm.
“Uncle Guiling, contact Master Duobao.
I might need support from powerful allies at any mont.”
“No problem!”
Guilingling answered crisply, eyes full of anticipation, with the magical conch already in hand.
Immortal Huanglong asked, “Do we need to contact the Jade Void Palace?”
“For now, no need.
Only if we reach a critical point of life and death, we’ll ask Jade Void Palace for assistance,” said Li Ping’an with a smile, “Let’s give the fellows from Jie Sect so more chances to earn rits.
Besides, the other party probably dares not to show up.”
Immortal Huanglong nodded with so regret.
Li Ping’an was right; on their way back to the Misty Realm for the greater part of the journey, they were unhard.
That Right Attendant was hidden within the main world, constantly conflicted about whether to go to Xuanyuan Palace and ‘surrender’ herself.
anwhile, near the Misty Realm, the Roc Bird sat cross-legged on a patch of fiery red feathers, calmly sensing the Void everywhere, looking for disturbances created by powerful entities traversing the ‘Universal Crossing Lines’.
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