Immortal Father
Chapter 1088 - 1088 379 Crushing the Inner Heavens!

1088: Chapter 379: Crushing the Inner Heavens!

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[Vote for Monthly Tickets!]_3 Xuanyuan Huangdi could only let out a bitter smile.

In the end, Minghe Laozu still dominated the Inner Heavenly Dao, then unified this group of Heavenly Slave experts, alongside the Asura clan…

Thus, the strongest enemy in history was born.

Can Ping’an truly stay safe?

Xuanyuan Huangdi furrowed his brows as he watched, but the scene that followed left him somewhat stupefied.

One by one, the Heavenly Slaves tightened their grips on their weapons, adjusted their armor, and gazed resolutely at Minghe Laozu.

In fact, several dozen figures closest to Minghe Laozu, their bodies already glowing with golden light, charged at him with ferocity, erupting with the overwhelming power of the Outer Heavenly Dao!

Yet, what burned even brighter than the Heavenly Dao’s force was the yearning of living beings.

The Illusionary Realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao suddenly became filled with the heart’s desires of sentient beings!

“Even if I die, I will no longer be a Heavenly Slave!”

“To lose myself, to lose everything.”

“Old man, I will defy the heavens!”

“No one can control my fate!

Even if I perish here!”

“If I had never briefly tasted freedom, felt how it was to be respected…

oh, how sweet independence truly is.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi, along with the other Desolate Era experts who could perceive these messages, were momentarily dumbfounded.

But what left them even more confounded came afterward…

[“Get lost!”

Minghe Laozu let out a thunderous roar, his Sword of Abi slashing forth tens of thousands of blood-red rays, scattering dozens of figures into the air.

Fortunately, they were awash in golden light, and in this Illusionary Realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao, the power of the Heavenly Dao could be materialized and wielded tangibly.

Minghe Laozu’s gaze remained fixed upon the Blood Lake ahead, yet the figures he had swept away swiftly regrouped.

Silhouettes from all directions rapidly converged.

Thousands of Heavenly Slaves formed dozens of human walls, each raising fists and weapons to glare at Minghe Laozu with trembling yet steadfast eyes.

Minghe Laozu’s form lunged forward, seemingly intent on slaughtering every figure present, but a faint beam of golden light rose from the Blood Lake, causing him to halt suddenly, his expression visibly tinged with apprehension.

A clear voice resonated throughout the Illusionary Realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao:

“Elder, where is your Yuan Tu Sword?”

Minghe Laozu’s forehead bulged with tense veins like a cross.

From within the golden light, a man and woman slowly floated up.

At this moment, Li Ping’an stood shirtless, his entire skin riddled with web-like cracks, the blood seeping from the ruptures nearly congealed.

He was unable to stand on his own, yet he leaned against the slender neck of the graceful and tall figure beside him, resting all his weight upon her.

In Li Ping’an’s right hand was a Treasure Sword wrapped entirely in a brilliant silver glow, gently trembling.

Li Ping’an lifted his chin slightly, then suddenly threw back his head in laughter, divine brilliance shining from his eyes.

“From this day forth, the Slaughter Path will be governed by the Heavenly Court!”

“Return my sword to me!”

Minghe bellowed furiously, his figure shooting toward the golden light.

But Li Ping’an merely laughed and shook his head, handing the Yuan Tu Sword to Lady Ba, retreating behind her.

The Calamity Dao transformed into a blood-red dragon silently roaring from behind Lady Ba, who, following Li Ping’an’s earlier instructions, unleashed all her might in an attack targeting Minghe Laozu!

The Yuan Tu Sword clashed fiercely with the Sword of Abi!

Slaughter Dao and Slaughter Dao met head-on with Calamity Dao!

Across the skies of the Northern Continent, the massive crow restrained by the phantom shadow of the Tai Chi Diagram suddenly shattered into fragments!

Waves of shockwaves rampaged outward, countless figures flung away amidst the explosions, with half of the weaker living beings brutally torn apart by the impact!

The weakened Illusionary Realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao—due to the absence of the Blood Sea’s energy—was instantly obliterated!

The scene atop the Blood Lake unfolded right beneath the Tai Chi Diagram’s shadow.

Li Ping’an, Li Dazhi, and numerous Heavenly Slave figures were swept away by the explosion’s shockwaves, but the strongest among them swiftly gathered around Li Ping’an, surrounding him protectively.

At the epicenter of the explosion, Minghe Laozu and Lady Ba clashed once more.

Above, the phantom of the Tai Chi Diagram began spinning rapidly, and the Great Mage appeared atop the Tai Chi Diagram, gazing at the Yuan Tu Sword and the Sword of Abi continuously colliding below, tilting his head ever so slightly in intrigue.

Did he get another chance to intervene?

At that same moment, on the East Continent, the West Continent, and near dozens of Human Race experts, individuals abruptly drew their weapons and extracted longswords, striking like venomous snakes toward the most vulnerable minds of the human ministers.

The Three Western Cities.

Standing atop the walls maintaining the Eight Trigrams Plate barrier, Fenghou suddenly felt an ominous sensation.

He whipped around to face the direction of the East Continent, as if witnessing a trusted aide of the Human Emperor suddenly raise a blade to stab at Xuanyuan Huangdi’s neck.

“Your Majesty!”

Pfft!

Fenghou’s body trembled.

He lowered his gaze toward the sharp blade protruding from his chest, piercing his Primordial Spirit.

Shocked, he turned to see the Human Emperor’s minister, who had launched the attack from behind him.

The minister’s eyes brimmed with tears, his pupils reflecting the image of “Wangshu,” murmuring incessantly…

“I cannot reveal this to His Majesty, or my descendants’ futures will be ruined…

I cannot, I cannot, Feng Minister…”

Fenghou’s form suddenly collapsed.

He felt the corrosive force of the Inner Heavenly Dao rapidly enveloping his injured Primordial Spirit.

The Inner Heavenly Dao sought a new host…

pieces of its power began to select him, this divine Human Race minister…

Fenghou looked toward the East Continent, faintly witnessing Xuanyuan Huangdi being tackled to the ground by two trusted aides, the blade merely grazing Xuanyuan Huangdi’s neck and leaving a shallow cut.

His Majesty is unharmed…

as long as His Majesty is safe…

Fenghou’s Primordial Spirit abruptly widened his eyes, and his figure shot out from the barrier, gripping the Eight Trigrams Plate.

Amid the frantic cries of the celestial generals and soldiers behind him, his form flickered repeatedly until he appeared before Chiyou.

Mere Heavenly Dao.

What is there for humans to fear?

Fenghou laughed boldly and carefreely, glancing slightly back at the multitudes behind him.

Cracks rippled across the Eight Trigrams Plate, this treasure embodying the Way of Humanity erupting fiercely alongside its master’s Primordial Spirit with boundless Spiritual Power.