Immortal Father
Chapter 1030 - 1030 359 Dazhi's Desperate Situation

1030: Chapter 359: Dazhi’s Desperate Situation 1030: Chapter 359: Dazhi’s Desperate Situation Fuck, what the hell is that thing!

Li Dazhi inwardly cursed furiously, his figure swiftly dodging backward as several streaks of light flew out from his sleeves to protect his surroundings.

As soon as the words ‘Heavenly Dao’ left Mo Linyuan’s mouth, Li Dazhi heard countless voices chanting scripture, and the entire grand hall was enveloped by a pale golden light barrier.

He fought against the dizziness, charging straight towards the entrance of the grand hall, but Mo Linyuan’s figure merged with the black crow behind him; it instantly appeared in front of Li Dazhi, smacking him with a slap that sent him flying.

Li Dazhi’s head was topped with a Pagoda, his body suspended by a bell shadow, yet several Spiritual Treasures had no effect.

His slightly plump body flew backward like a cannonball, fiercely slamming into the golden light barrier surrounding the grand hall, jolting his Primordial Spirit almost to the point of passing out, and he lowered his head to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His Ninth Grade Golden Immortal cultivation was nothing in the face of Mo Linyuan, whose strength had suddenly surged.

“Cough!

Cough cough!

Damn you!

You old freak, what are you going crazy for!”

The giant black crow Mo Linyuan had transformed into underwent another change.

Its legs appeared to struggle to support its swollen body, steadily advancing towards Li Dazhi step by step.

Li Dazhi was ashen-faced.

His Primordial Spirit was almost breached, and the surrounding chanting voices were like curses that gnawed at his bones.

At this moment, it seemed like ten thousand voices were resounding by his ears and in his mind at the same time, incredibly noisy and containing extremely complex messages, like waves crashing over, about to sweep his Primordial Spirit away entirely.

“Mo Linyuan!”

Li Dazhi bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, but the acute pain couldn’t fend off the assault of the Dao Charm on him, leaving him no choice but to stagger backward.

This monster’s previous strike had contained the power to seal, so now Li Dazhi found himself completely unable to summon any immortal power.

The characteristics of the Heavenly Dao’s power!

Desperate for a solution, Li Dazhi suddenly shouted: “Your Heavenly Dao is fake, isn’t it!”

—Only by starting a conversation could there be a chance to wield the great art of word bombardment.

The head of the giant crow twisted unnaturally backward, revealing an abdomen that was almost rotting.

Beneath those dim, half-burnt black feathers, dozens of human head outlines slowly protruded forward.

The visage of Mo Linyuan appeared in the center, staring at Li Dazhi with hollow eyes.

“Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of the Heavenly Dao?”

“To hell with your great-granduncle!”

Li Dazhi roared, hurling several magic artifacts that didn’t require immortal power to activate with a casual toss.

The crow crept slowly forward.

The chanting voices grew clearer.

Li Dazhi retreated to a corner of the grand hall, blocked by the thin layer of golden light, having no path left for retreat, calling to heaven yet heaven wouldn’t answer, praying to earth yet it gave no help, he was nearly in despair.

The splendid life of an immortal had just begun;

He hadn’t even established a secure position in the Heavenly Court yet!

How could he die so unclearly in the hands of this creature!

‘Think of a way, I must think of a way!’

‘Even if it kills me directly, I can’t become a slave to the Heavenly Dao, otherwise Ping’an will inevitably be controlled by it in the future.’

‘Didn’t I already influence this damn Heavenly Dao before?

The heck, it just turned its back on me after pulling up its pants?’

The giant crow flapped its wings violently, crashing down towards Li Dazhi’s head.

Li Dazhi had closed his eyes, awaiting death, but his Primordial Spirit did not relax, clenching his teeth to combat the persistent invasion of the Dao Charm.

Suddenly!

A foul wind blew by, the tips of the giant crow’s wings hovering in front of Li Dazhi, mere inches from striking his crown.

Li Dazhi’s Adam’s apple quivered, the immense pressure of life and death almost making him retch, his Primordial Spirit nearly wrapped up completely by the Dao Charm.

Voices of men, women, old and young came from all directions: “Fellow Daoist, do you know the Heavenly Dao?”

Li Dazhi took a deep breath, shaking his head like a lion trying to dispel the messy chanting voices from his mind.

The giant crow’s wings slowly retracted, and the outlines of the numerous heads that had surfaced on its chest stared at Li Dazhi with hollow, numb gazes.

On the crow’s back, shadowy figures emerged with vague outlines.

From the walls and the ceiling of the grand hall, thousands of vines burst forth, stretching out their lush branches, blooming rapidly, withering, bearing fruit, and then the fruits split open to reveal figures glowing with a pallor, their heads completely bald.

These figures were all seated in the lotus position, chanting scriptures with expressionless faces;

Moreover, they all had golden eyelids.

Li Dazhi could no longer bother to observe these eerie scenes;

At that moment, his Primordial Spirit was on the brink of collapse.

He could only try his best to condense his Immortal Consciousness, resist the unrelenting assault of the Dao Charm, and started cursing out loud:

“Fuck!

I’d rather die standing than live kneeling!”

“You have the guts to kill me?

Want to use me to control Ping’an, you can dream on!”

“To hell with your Heavenly Dao!

I’m the staunch successor of communism!

The little budding flower of order in the Desolate Era!

Right now, I have two wives!”

He had begun to talk nonsense.

…

Li Ping’an sat on the cloud, anxious and restless.

Guang Chengzi, Immortal Taiyi, Immortal Yuding, and three other Precept Teaching Immortals, together with Mother Guiling, Xuanyuan Huangdi, and Fenghou—these six masters were all speeding on the clouds at peak velocity, and the Northern Continent was moments away.

Regretful words are useless now.

Li Ping’an only hated that he had not brought the Roc Bird, for with its extreme speed, he might have found his father even faster.

Large sections of the Northern Continent had been sealed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, rendering it impossible to employ instant displacement techniques directly.

“Don’t worry,” said Xuanyuan Huangdi reassuringly, “Your father is protected by Great Fortune, nothing will happen to him.”

“Now that the Heavenly Dao cannot run normally, Great Fortune itself is a protection of the Heavenly Dao.”

Li Ping’an frowned and said:

“I can feel that my father is now in a rather difficult situation.

“How long until we arrive?”

Fenghou immediately said: “The time it takes to brew a cup of tea.”

“I’ll try to contact the Heavenly Dao.”

Li Ping’an spoke hastily and closed his eyes to concentrate, his Primordial Spirit rushing towards the Golden Cloud.