Immortal Father
Chapter 1083 - 1083 378 The Enlightenment Stone Unleashes Its Power!

1083: Chapter 378: The Enlightenment Stone Unleashes Its Power!

1083: Chapter 378: The Enlightenment Stone Unleashes Its Power!

Li Dazhi reacted the fastest and immediately said:

“Ping’an, are you saying that the Inner Heavenly Dao controls the power of the Sea of Blood through the two swords of Ancestor Minghe?”

Lady Ba’s face lit with realization: “Yuan Tu and Abi are said to be supreme treasures birthed from the Great Dao of Slaughter.

The origins of such innate Spiritual Treasures have always been shrouded in mystery, mostly born from the brewing of the Great Dao itself.

It’s not surprising that the Inner Heavenly Dao controls the power of the Sea of Blood through these two swords rather than through Ancestor Minghe.”

Li Ping’an stood up and looked around.

Yuan Tu and Abi, where could these two swords be?

This place is the Illusionary Realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao, the foundational domain of its self-awareness.

The two swords are most likely hidden here.

Li Ping’an unconsciously clasped his hands behind his back, lowered his head, and pondered deeply.

Lady Ba silently observed him from the side.

Once an esteemed war god who reveled in the art of strategy, always contemplating how the enemy would maneuver and deploy, now seemed somewhat weary of thinking altogether.

Seeing this, Li Dazhi’s lips curled into a wide smile.

Magnificent, truly magnificent.

Grandchildren are a definite possibility now.

Li Ping’an suddenly spoke: “Those two swords must be the key here.

Ancestor Minghe often assigned the Yuan Tu Sword to elite Asura clan warriors.

This time, as he attempted to integrate with the Inner Heavenly Dao, did he summon the Yuan Tu Sword back?”

With that, he meticulously recalled the details of prior events.

“When Ancestor Minghe was swallowed whole by the Inner Heavenly Dao, the two swords were by his side.”

He muttered to himself and soon found a relatively flat rock, leaped atop it, and sat down cross-legged, his hands forming a yin-yang seal as he faced the stone pillar behind Ancestor Minghe.

Lady Ba asked in a soft voice, “What’s he doing?”

“Oh,” Li Dazhi chuckled, “he’s putting his strength to use.”

“His strength?”

“His talent for comprehension,” Li Dazhi explained with a grin, “Those strange carvings on the stone pillars are likely the ancient script of the Great Dao.

Even a single glyph contains immense knowledge.

He’s now undoubtedly seeking the whereabouts of those two supreme treasures of slaughter.

Since he can’t wander blindly like a headless fly, the only method is to meditate on the Great Dao of Slaughter and find the swords through its resonance.”

Lady Ba: …

Could it be, perhaps, that while she wasn’t particularly skilled at interpreting the ancient Great Dao script, she still had some understanding?

Yet, since it was spoken by his father…

“Uncle really is a learned man.”

“Ah, flattery, pure flattery,” Li Dazhi waved his hands repeatedly, his expression pleased, then tucked his hands into his sleeves and cheerfully began recounting stories of “how that kid was in his early days.”

Fortunately, the cell phone Li Dazhi carried back then was turned into wood just like his beloved off-road vehicle.

Otherwise, before Li Ping’an could comprehend the Great Dao of Slaughter, embarrassing childhood photos—of him in crotchless pants or bathing in a large basin—would have been showcased to Lady Ba.

Nearby, Niu Benben, Yin Kui, Cailin, and other celestial slave experts, watching this scene, couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe.

What does it mean to remain unfazed even as Mount Buzhou crumbles before you?

Something like what the Heavenly Father exhibits, apparently.

An hour later.

The tremors within the Illusionary Realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao ceased entirely.

The portal at the lake’s bottom leading to the realm’s other side no longer echoed with any colliding sounds.

Around Li Ping’an’s figure, faint crimson light twisted and coiled, the power of the Outer Heavenly Dao spilling outward ceaselessly from his Spirit Platform.

It even transformed a radius of ten zhang around him into a domain governed by the Outer Heavenly Dao.

Lady Ba concluded her small talk with Uncle Li and went to sit quietly nearby, feeling unexpectedly at ease.

She pondered deeply, already understanding the root cause of the current calamity.

The Outer Heavenly Dao still adhered to the principle of impartiality, while the Inner Heavenly Dao had twisted and fallen into corruption, seeking to sacrifice living beings for its self-evolution.

What was especially shocking was when ‘Xihe’ uttered the words ‘I do not want to die.’

Lady Ba found herself stirred.

She suddenly recalled the lessons her father had imparted years ago, speaking on the relationship between the Heavenly Dao and the Way of Humanity.

The Heavenly Dao regulates Humanity because most living beings cannot resist the pull of their desires.

Thus, the Heavenly Dao established rules to maintain both the heavens and the earth while drawing boundaries for those desires.

Humanity, however, oversees the Heavenly Dao because, as the Heavenly Dao continues consolidating with the Great Dao, it is prohibited from developing any form of personality or self-awareness.

Otherwise, the consequence would be a catastrophe for all existence.

Just like the present moment.

If humans commit sins, the Heavenly Dao can deliver punishment;

But if the Heavenly Dao commits sins, humans can revolt.

‘I wonder how things are progressing outside.’

Lady Ba felt a trace of concern as she lifted her gaze to look at Li Ping’an’s meditative figure.

From his profile, she found his features strikingly handsome, and her Dao Heart rippled.

Before her eyes appeared his silhouette standing protectively before her.

‘If there’s a celebration later, I’ll knock him out and drag him into my tent.’

Lady Ba innocently mused.

Not far away, Li Dazhi, with nothing better to do, grinned and sidled up to a nearby group of eight celestial slave demon commanders serving as guards.

“Hehehe, brother, what’s your distinguished surname, huh?”

…

Of the three cities protecting the west, one had fallen.

Brutal street battles were underway in the right city; if it entirely fell, the Demon Race’s army would converge to besiege the central city.

Some reinforcements from the East Continent had already begun retreating to the Western Continent.

However, what was once the Human Race’s ample strength now paled in comparison before the devastation of the Sea of Blood and the Demon Race coalition forces.

Fenghou had already issued orders permitting some Golden Immortals and Celestial Immortals to undergo the ritual of falling into demonhood.

All demonfall rituals were still voluntary for now.

But if the situation deteriorated further, Fenghou would have no choice but to command all human cultivators of the higher echelons to attempt demonfall.

At best, three or four out of ten could succeed.

Even Fenghou herself, a pinnacle-level Great One Golden Immortal, was prepared to undergo the ritual of demonfall—despite the fact that success at her Taiyi level had always been nonexistent, and the Great Dao outright forbade it.

How could the deadlock be broken?

Fenghou gazed at the Eight Trigrams Plate, watching its flickering points of light, sighed deeply, and removed the floral crown from her head.