Immortal Father
Chapter 1029 - 1029 358 Mad Crow_3

1029: Chapter 358: Mad Crow_3 1029: Chapter 358: Mad Crow_3 “Precisely!”

Mo Linyuan spoke seriously:

“Moreover, this matter requires your personal action.

This is justifiable, as it’s natural for a father to protect his son.

“I will not make a move myself, I fear being…

roughly like that.”

Li Dazhi’s figure leaned back as he frowned and looked at Mo Linyuan.

Mo Linyuan also gazed at him, the two silhouettes facing each other in the vast hall for a while.

It seemed Mo Linyuan couldn’t maintain eye contact for long, as his eyes quickly became hollow, and his figure seemed to be fixed in place.

Li Dazhi paused, tentatively stepped to the side, found that Mo Linyuan had no reaction, then continued to shuffle aside, fingering several Spiritual Treasures hidden up his sleeve intended for sneak attacks.

He turned his body slowly, moving behind Mo Linyuan, and was about to activate his Escape Skill immediately.

Suddenly, several figures appeared outside the hall.

Li Dazhi recognized some of the Demon Kings present.

One was a handsome lion-tribe king with a hooked nose and deep-set eyes, Yin Kui.

Another was a tall snake-tribe king who liked to take on a human torso with a snake tail, Cailin, who actually had no relation to the Nüwa clan.

Ah, and there was that bull, the Wild Mountain King.

Behind these Demon Kings, a total of dozens of figures spread out among the trees, now all visible at once, watching Li Dazhi.

The aura of King Yin Kui was particularly terrifying; Li Dazhi, a newly advanced Ninth Grade Golden Immortal, felt a strong oppressive force from Yin Kui.

It was likely that Yin Kui’s strength was almost at the level of a Great One Golden Immortal.

Li Dazhi’s mouth twitched slightly.

He spoke earnestly: “I just felt the fresh air outside was nice, came out to breathe in the fresh miasma of Northern Kurulu Continent, hmm, quite pleasant.”

After that, he obediently turned around and moseyed back in front of Mo Linyuan, confronting the old fellow again.

Mo Linyuan shuddered a few times, and his eyes regained their luster.

The figures outside the hall disappeared again, all using the same kind of stealth technique.

“Ah.”

Mo Linyuan looked down at his hands and muttered:

“What’s gotten into me, to dare to scheme against him…

If His Majesty wanted to kill me, would I have any chance to resist?

“But if I don’t scheme, wouldn’t I die just the same?

I know such a big secret, how could they possibly let me live?

“Can’t Lu Ya find out?

Lu Ya must be able to find out.

If he discovers that His Majesty has been banished by me, utterly severing the chance of his return, then Lu Ya will definitely kill me.

I can’t withstand his Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife…

“Am I doomed to die either way?

Doomed to die either way?

Doomed to death indeed!”

Mo Linyuan’s body shook as he slowly squatted down, covering his head with trembling hands, his features continuously contorting and twisting, his pupils shrinking and dilating repeatedly.

“But I don’t want to die…

I don’t want to die…

I just want to live…”

“Why won’t they let me live.”

“Emperor Jun, you’re already dead, you were done in by me, I released the Heavenly Dao, became a slave to Heaven, all for the sake of revenge against you, why could your Golden Crow Clan become the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress, my beloved Wangshu is a colorful crow yet you forced her into your possession…

to bear your children…

giving birth to so many children…”

“You’re dead, all dead, ah!”

Li Dazhi’s adam’s apple bobbed a few times, trapped with no escape, he frowned and asked: “Senior, are you alright?”

Suddenly, Mo Linyuan looked up, and behind him exploded a series of black flashes.

A giant black crow, over ten meters tall, spread its wings, eyes shooting out purplish-red light, screeching open-mouthed at Li Dazhi.

Li Dazhi was greatly startled.

Around the crow burned black flames, from which licks of fire shaped like heads emerged.

Mo Linyuan trembled as he squatted beneath the black crow, a cruel smile slowly forming on his lips as he looked up at Li Dazhi.

In the next instant, his body bulged with numerous swellings, with black light surging within; his old face began to change incessantly, sometimes turning into astonishingly beautiful women’s faces, sometimes into gruesome, bloody beast heads.

“Fellow Daoist, huahaha, Fellow Daoist!”

The voice of Mo Linyuan echoed from all directions:

“Do you know what the Heavenly Dao is?”