Immortal Father

"Rise."

Nüwa spoke softly:

"Yao Ji, since you are already my disciple, your affairs of being bullied by other Saints, I naturally must intervene."

Although Yao Ji was suppressed here by the Eastern King, she was quick-witted and immediately said:

"Please, Master, uphold justice for your disciple!"

"No rush," Nüwa said, "let’s wait until Senior Brother Yuanshi reprimands Zhunti."

"As you command, Master."

Yao Ji rose somewhat dazedly and walked to stand quietly to the side with her head lowered.

The Eastern King bowed and said: "Holy Mother, I will first return to His Majesty’s side to lend assistance."

"No need to hurry, Eastern King," Nüwa said gently, "Your retraining period is short, far from reaching your ancient cultivation level. The Saint’s pressure over there is too strong, you might find it hard to withstand, and His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor can handle it himself."

"Thank you for your concern, Holy Mother."

Although the Eastern King felt a little worried about the situation on Li Ping’an’s side, he thought of Li Ping’an’s extraordinary cultivation level now.

As a dignified Fenghou, a divine figure from the ancient Human Race, what grand occasions had he not witnessed?

But such a cultivation progress, he really had not seen before.

In the main hall of the Holy Mother Palace, Nüwa said no more, closed her eyes while seated on her throne, naturally focusing on the situation at Ling Mountain.

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The Eastern King took out his Eight Trigrams Plate, opened a mirror from it, and locked it onto Li Ping’an.

Yao Ji and Ningning Mu, who was sitting in the corner, both extended their Immortal Consciousnesses.

Li Ping’an’s voice reached their ears.

...

"For the dignified second hierarch of the Western Sect to act so shamelessly, this truly is a laughable matter."

Li Ping’an looked at the old Taoist in front of him, whose face was thicker than the ancient earth, almost laughing in anger.

Today, he did not call Zhunti junior brother because he was trying to make a move against Zhunti; calling him junior brother would easily disrupt the current atmosphere.

Zhunti, however, firmly denied that the matter was his doing:

"His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor’s words, I should trust, but this matter must not be falsified. Why doesn’t His Majesty deduce it once?

"If His Majesty deduces that this matter is not my doing but someone framing my Western Sect, I will not hold His Majesty accountable either."

Li Ping’an said indifferently: "Saints can influence the Heavenly Dao; deducing here is meaningless."

In the distance, those Human Race experts who subconsciously wanted to deduce revealed slightly embarrassed smiles.

Zhunti asked with a smile: "His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor making such a fuss to attack my Ling Mountain, could it be you have no actual evidence?"

One must not follow this old fox’s words, or else surely be trapped in an endless cycle of evidence presentation.

Li Ping’an did not fall into the trap, and simply rebuked: "You rashly interfered with fate, insulted our Heavenly Court’s princess, what excuse do you have to quibble!"

Yet Zhunti continued speaking as if ignoring him, questioning: "I am a Saint recognized by the Heavenly Dao, and with Heavenly Dao’s permission comes my authority. Even supposing I did it, His Majesty cannot hold me accountable."

"As a Saint, can you act lawlessly and do as you please!"

"So-called Saint has cultivation and virtue above all beings; where have I erred, I ask His Majesty to speak plainly."

"Your Western Sect harbors filth and nurtures demons, how many evil deeds have you done since ancient times! Today do you wish me to settle with you on behalf of the Human Race all at once!"

"His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, spare me your baseless slander! My Ling Mountain is a place of uprightness and deep blessings!"

"Zhunti! You old scoundrel! If today you do not account for this to my Heavenly Court, even if I must cease being Heavenly Emperor, I will see this through with you!"

Zhunti replied: "The masses are ignorant, but this is not a reason for His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor to manipulate them. His Majesty intends to fabricate matters like this red string incident to defame me, the hierarch of this Great Sect. Could it be the Heavenly Court intends to extinct all the Great Sects and dominate the Three Realms alone?"

Li Ping’an’s eyes seemed red, and suddenly a longsword appeared in his hand.

With Yuan Tu in hand, the Slaughter Path reverberated ceaselessly, Li Ping’an’s gaze was cold, and the not-so-muscular body exuded an astonishing pressure.

A hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers let out a loud roar, over two hundred golden-armored divine generals simultaneously unsheathed their weapons, pointing their swords at Ling Mountain.

Most beings in this place had a dazed expression, eyes revealing shock.

Was this truly going to be a fight?

Directly with Saints?

The confrontation between the Heavenly Emperor and Saints (the hierarch) was unprecedented, and as they quarreled, they directly drew swords.

Wasn’t this essentially the same as their usual battles of magical combat?

It was just that the overwhelming pressure was too strong; even a hundred miles away, their hearts trembled.

Look toward where the Heavenly Emperor’s sword pointed.

Zhunti shook his head with a wry smile: "I am a cornerstone of the Heavenly Dao, I should support the Heavenly Emperor, how could I bully the Heavenly Emperor? His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor should return and thoroughly investigate this matter."

Li Ping’an lifted the sword without speaking, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Zhunti’s facial muscles twitched slightly, then revealed a hint of a smile:

"If His Majesty wishes to spar and engage in magical combat, just say so."

Others could not discern whether Li Ping’an was truly angry or feigning irritation, but the Yuan Tu sword in Li Ping’an’s hand vibrated constantly, and behind Zhunti, the Treasure Wheel revealed a Qibao Mi Tree.

Above, the Roc Bird wielding a long spear, its eyes full of battle intent.

At the Western Heavenly Gate, the Peacock Fairy held a five-colored feather fan, her phoenix eyes carried a trace of coldness.

In the south, Lady Ba in black tight battle armor, arms crossed leaning on a long spear, her eyes filled with eager combat intent.

As soon as Li Ping’an made a move and was at a disadvantage, these three experts would charge to aid.

This was also their only chance to challenge a Saint!

Li Ping’an’s momentum grew stronger, Zhunti’s Treasure Wheel glowed increasingly brilliantly, the ten-mile radius nearly becoming a ’solidified golden pool’.

Zhunti smiled softly and sighed, the golden light surged toward Li Ping’an like a tide.

Buzz——

The Yuan Tu sword vibrated continuously, Li Ping’an’s Dao Body swelled with dark golden light, the Water, Fire, and Earth paths resonated simultaneously, pushing the golden light back dozens of feet.