Immortal Father
Chapter 1060 - 1060 369 Not Controlled by Heaven!

1060: Chapter 369: Not Controlled by Heaven!

[Requesting Votes] 1060: Chapter 369: Not Controlled by Heaven!

[Requesting Votes] “Under such circumstances, Your Majesty can do nothing but help move the large mortal cities in the East Continent.”

“You need not worry about the Casting Cloud Sect; I have sent thousands of maids into the East Continent, and should the shops of the Casting Cloud Sect come under attack, they will act to assist.”

“The control of the Sea of Blood by the inner Heavenly Dao targets the mundane lands of the central East Continent; this move is to strengthen the power of the Sea of Blood, temper the Asura Race, and enhance the might of the Dao of Slaughter.”

“Forgive my blunt words, but if you go back…

can you quell the catastrophe of the Western Continent, or stop the Northern Continent Giant Crow, or spare the East Continent from disaster?”

“Compared to the risk of returning to the main world, your best choice at this moment is to wait here quietly and avoid becoming an aide to the inner Heavenly Dao.”

Li Dazhi closed his eyes and sighed deeply, bowing to Zi Yao Xianzi: “Please take good care of the Casting Cloud Sect.”

“You’re too kind,” Zi Yao replied, bowing slightly, “This is my duty…

After your tiring journey, please go rest first.”

“All right.”

Li Dazhi turned around, steering his cloud slowly down towards the ground.

Elder Yansheng and his two wives were by his side, also telling him not to worry.

Once Li Dazhi returned to the Immortal Palace below,

Zi Yao Xianzi immediately conveyed a message to the Roc Bird: “Hurry, invite friend Houtu to join us, lead three hundred of the strongest Witch Clan battle witches to the Western Continent of the main world to be at His Majesty’s command.”

The Roc Bird was startled at first but then immediately bowed and agreed.

It transformed into a beam of gold light and sped toward where Houtu was located.

Zi Yao Xianzi sighed inwardly.

She had indeed lied to Li Dazhi just now.

Right now, Li Ping’an was in the lands of the Western Continent, fighting alone to help the Human Race, fulfilling the ‘responsibility’ of a Heavenly Immortal Realm powerhouse of the Human Race.

Zi Yao’s true form, Queen Mother of the Jade Pool, did not rush to the East Continent but was secretly supporting Li Ping’an from behind, watching as he navigated the edges of the battlefield, slaying enemies, rescuing allies, setting ambushes, and eliminating demons.

Of course, Zi Yao (Queen Mother) had also dispatched the Qingluan Bird and Kaiming Beast, leading six thousand relatively powerful maids to the East Continent to help evacuate mortals and transport large cities for the Human Race.

“He…”

Suddenly, Ningning Mu communicated through a message, asking, “Is everything really okay?”

Zi Yao turned to look at her and then shook her head with a smile, saying warmly, “Rest assured, His Majesty is protected by the Heavenly Dao, and I am also assisting in the shadows.”

“I appreciate it, Xianzi.”

Ningning Mu bowed politely.

Zi Yao nodded her head as a return gesture and did not say much;

Though what she really wanted to hear from Ningning Mu was a different address.

The golden light that the Roc had transformed into was darting back and forth in the Misty Realm, clearly searching for the powerful battle witches.

As a result, the plan for relocating mortals from the three small worlds that had just been subdued in the Misty Realm would also be affected to varying degrees.

Zi Yao Xianzi now had to re-plan, mobilize a group of experts from outside the Misty Realm to ensure the efficient and safe transportation of mortals, as this realm was already under the protection of the power of the Heavenly Dao, significantly bolstering its defensive capabilities.

Fortunately, Li Ping’an was currently unable to use the Heavenly Dao’s power, and his range of movement was limited;

She didn’t feel tired even when multitasking with all her heart.

…

Li Ping’an put on a ghost mask and became active in a corner of the Western Continent’s battlefield.

He fully utilized the advantages of several treasures in his possession.

The Soul-Cleaving Banner was hidden up his sleeve, occasionally firing cold shots to assassinate Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals of the Demon Race.

Now unable to use the Heavenly Dao’s power, the power of the Luo Xian Seal was greatly diminished, but the Soul-Cleaving Banner was unaffected and could even directly penetrate the defenses of most Golden Immortals of the Demon Race.

Having joined the battle for only half an hour, he had already slain over a dozen Heavenly Immortal Realm demons and severely injured three or four of the Golden Immortal Realm.

Fire a shot and run, sneak attack and retreat after taking down an enemy.

Li Ping’an felt a bit of regret.

Lacking the [Heavenly Dao Attachment] plug-in, his self-destructive armor could not be utilized to its fullest effect;

Otherwise, he would have long since launched surprise attacks on the backlines of the Demon Race’s defenses and set off a series of huge mushroom clouds.

Nevertheless, such achievements were good, and whether he was gradually establishing a local advantage on the battlefield or not, none of these could truly excite Li Ping’an’s Dao heart.

On one hand, that was because he was only doing what was within his power, and had not taken the risk to confront masters stronger than ‘Sixth Rank Golden Immortals.’

He considered every action thoroughly before striking and took a comprehensive overview of the entire situation;

Once he acted, he would immediately retreat far away, changing his aura.

This pattern of conduct brought him no thrill — only a steady increase in his tally of combat achievements.

On the other hand, there was a pressure surrounding him, like a lingering toxin, causing some discomfort in his Dao heart.

This pressure didn’t come from the choices he had made before.

In the matter of whether or not to sacrifice Elder Li, Li Ping’an felt no guilt in his conscience.

He never saw it as a question of choice, as he didn’t have the right to let anyone die in the name of ‘sacrifice,’ not least his own father.

The word ‘sacrifice’ doesn’t really apply to the so-called trolley problem.

In fact, Li Ping’an always felt that the trolley problem was full of flaws.

A trolley on a track branching off, with four or five people tied on one track and one person on another, and the lever to control the direction of the trolley in ‘your’ hands.

Isn’t the responsibility for the accident the fault of those who tied people to the tracks?

Everyone is just trying to scrounge through life, so why resort to moral coercion?

The pressure that surrounded him actually stemmed from an increasingly intense sense of helplessness.

Although he knew what would happen next, he couldn’t do things beyond his ability.

The Three Teachings’ masters had been called over;

The situation in the Western Continent had also been relayed;

He had tried his best in the Sea of Blood before, forcing the ancestor Minghe to ‘surrender to the inner Heavenly Dao.’

While Queen Mother’s troops were powerful enough to help with the relocation in the East Continent, he, the would-be Heavenly Emperor who temporarily could not use the power of the Heavenly Dao, could only fight and kill here.