Immortal Father
Chapter 1086 - 1086 379 Smashing the Inner Heavens!

1086: Chapter 379: Smashing the Inner Heavens!

[Vote for monthly tickets!] 1086: Chapter 379: Smashing the Inner Heavens!

[Vote for monthly tickets!] Why has the Ancestor of the Ming River suddenly awakened?

Li Ping’an almost instantly fell out of his state of enlightenment, locking eyes with the Ancestor of the Ming River.

The Ancestor’s gaze first showed confusion, then fury, as he let out a deafening roar toward Li Ping’an.

Rising like a mighty lion, the chains bound to his figure jingled in chaotic rhythm.

Li Dazhi and Lady Ba simultaneously leaped in front of Li Ping’an, while the Heavenly Slaves from all directions surged toward him.

“Ping’an, you brat!”

The Ancestor of the Ming River bellowed in anger:

“How dare you steal my Great Dao!”

Li Ping’an blinked, then smiled and replied: “The Great Dao exists within Heaven and Earth; living beings take of it naturally.

How can there be talk of theft?

Daoist, your Dao is obsolete.”

With that, Li Ping’an stretched out his left hand.

A taut crimson thread in front of him extended straight, and he flicked it lightly.

The thread trembled, unleashing the cries of countless souls slain in battle.

Li Ping’an had felt it;

Felt the great war in the Western Continent, and the rivers of blood flowing in the Eastern Continent.

Due to the Ancestor’s sudden awakening, the unease and dread rooted deep in his heart began to swiftly dissipate.

He stood tall, as figures emerged behind him, blessed by the power of the Outer Heavenly Dao upon their souls and forms.

The method to unravel this predicament lay right ahead!

The Heavenly Emperor desires mastery over the affairs of slaughter;

To feed oneself to the Dao—this is the moment!

The two crimson threads, now shaped into swords, embodied the Devastation Dao consumed by the Inner Heavenly Dao.

The Sword of Abi and Sword of Yuan Tu, forged by the Devastation Dao, were precious Dao Spiritual Treasures, its tangible manifestations, and the grasp over the Crimson Sea of Blood.

Li Ping’an extended his hands, drawing upon the boundless power of the Outer Heavenly Dao, radiating luminous Treasure Wheels from behind his head.

The two transparent swords vibrated intensely, resonating!

Those who comprehend the Way of Slaughter shall obtain the treasures of war!

The Ancestor of the Ming River’s eyes widened as his fury erupted: “Li Ping’an, you dare!”

Li Ping’an furrowed his brow deeply, offering no response to the Ancestor’s roar.

He felt immense resistance.

He was now caught in the swirling maelstrom of the confrontation between the Inner and Outer Heavenly Dao.

His Dao Body, should it falter even slightly, would be shattered.

The Yuan Tu and Abi Swords seemed within grasp;

The swords, now completely shaped, gleamed translucently as vein-like patterns emerged within, and their trembling only intensified.

Li Ping’an pursed his lips, his pallid expression marked by deep furrows.

He advanced forward, seemingly braced against a cutting wind, each step arduous.

Only a few more steps, and he could seize those two supreme treasures of slaughter!

The Great Dao resonated;

The Heavenly Dao trembled;

The Devastation Dao resembled twin gates, which Li Ping’an was inexorably pushing open!

Now, the Ancestor of the Ming River was genuinely panicked.

He recalled the terror instilled by the Three Pure Ones, having been pummeled in the Sea of Blood by Taiqing; the tyranny of Emperor Jun and East Emperor Taiyi, once crushed under their Celestial Constellation Array.

Yet, he had never felt such a profound sense of crisis.

His Dao had been invalidated.

The Devastation Dao seemed to have fostered a rival sovereign equal to himself!

The other’s form, though faint, was propelled by the Heavenly Dao’s might, momentarily reaching parity with him in the Devastation Dao!

To make matters worse, the Ancestor of the Ming River was sealed by the Inner Heavenly Dao, stripping him of his connection to the Yuan Tu Sword and Abi Sword.

These were his companion treasures!

Ever since he emerged from the Sea of Blood, these artifacts had never left his side!

The Ancestor began to struggle vehemently, his chains stretched taut and trembling;

The Immortal Palaces above his crown flickered briefly with divine light, then plummeted into dull-gray clouds!

What was more terrifying still was the surging waves of spiritual power around him, compressing the force of the Inner Heavenly Dao that bound him.

Suddenly, anguished cries rang out, and the Blood Lake surged violently.

A divine bird pulled its golden chariot across the heavens, as Xihe and Wangshu led a dozen Inner Heavenly Dao deities into view, casting wrathful stares upon both Li Ping’an and the Ancestor.

Then, without hesitation, they dove toward Li Ping’an.

“Hmph!”

Lady Ba snorted coldly, gripping her colossal axe as she ascended skyward, clad in battle armor.

Figures ascended spontaneously, the Heavenly Slaves unleashing their overwhelming might.

Their eyes burned with clarity, their resolve hardened, actively rejecting their former existence as puppets.

The lust for freedom among living beings was vividly visible at this time and place.

Lady Ba intercepted the Goddess of the Sun’s chariot!

Hundreds upon thousands of streaming forms soared skyward, revealing their true selves, transforming into a wall of flesh, forcibly barricading the inner deities!

All the while, Li Ping’an had issued no commands.

In truth, at this moment, he had lost the ability to speak, his expression becoming increasingly distorted as he advanced mid-air, his fingertips mere inches from the two swords!

The chains encircling the Ancestor of the Ming River suddenly shattered!

This wasn’t solely the result of his struggles—it was also due to the Inner Heavenly Dao relinquishing its suppression over him, causing his figure to stagger forward.

From the Inner Heavenly Dao’s perspective, permitting the Ancestor’s freedom posed a far lesser threat than allowing Li Ping’an to seize the two supreme treasures.

The Ancestor lunged forward.

Though subdued in his divine skills and immortal techniques by the Inner Heavenly Dao’s force, his Dao Body remained incomparably potent, leaving streaks of afterimages in his wake.

But obstacles still lay ahead.

Li Dazhi’s slightly plump figure barreled forward.

As the only being to retain his garb intact within the illusionary realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao, he now erupted with strength befitting a Golden Immortal of the Human Race.

Only to be swatted aside effortlessly by the Ancestor of the Ming River.

“Get lost!”

As Li Dazhi’s body was flung away, seven or eight figures rushed toward the Ancestor.

A silver-maned lion lowered its head and roared, condensing all its monstrous power into a single collision;

A black-skinned demon bull shrank to the size of a water buffalo, its horns glowing with eerie radiance;

The color-scaled giant python coiled tightly around the Ancestor’s form like flowing water, dragging him backward.

One by one, Heavenly Slaves, colossal beasts, each strove to entangle the Ancestor, even if only momentarily, despite being dispatched by the raging force erupting from him.