Immortal Father
Chapter 1159: 407: Acquire Divine Skills, Exit the Secret Realm_3

Chapter 1159: Chapter 407: Acquire Divine Skills, Exit the Secret Realm_3

It seems that only by completing the assignment given by this teacher can one leave this place.

Enlighten!

Li Ping’an leisurely returned to Guiling’s side, stretched lazily, and sighed. Concerned with matters outside, he did not rest but instead suspended the Eight Trigrams Plate, the azure Treasure Bead, and the feather of the Golden Crow before him. His Primordial Spirit emerged from his chest and sat cross-legged in front of him, beginning to carefully comprehend three Divine Skills and techniques.

In the high skies of this small world.

The spirit within the hidden coffin chuckled as it watched Li Ping’an below, who was diving into cultivation and enlightenment. A trace of cunning flickered in its eyes.

‘If this boy can leave this realm within five years, this poor Daoist will no longer have to plot anything against the heavens and earth and can focus entirely on nurturing this unpolished gem.’

‘His comprehension is truly extraordinary, even surpassing this poor Daoist in the past. Back then, my victories stemmed only from a stroke of insight.’

‘Yet, with the first lesson alone, he managed to extract a bit of the Essential Source Object of Heaven and Earth. It truly pained this poor Daoist’s heart… That he reached the sixth grade of the Golden Immortal Realm in such a short time is, nevertheless, most impressive.’

‘Now he’s begun his enlightenment. Hahaha, the Eight Trigrams Heaven-Burning Formation, imbued with Fuxi Shi’s painstaking efforts from another world, is the hardest to comprehend. The profundities of array formations contained within it are unparalleled, far beyond the formations you currently master. Stay well where you are.’

‘If I let you leave this place in two or three years, the Three Pure Ones of this world would mock this poor Daoist’s teachings as overly crude.’

The spirit within the coffin stroked its beard and chuckled lightly. With a wave of its hand, it conjured a bed of clouds and dismissed its illusory guise as an old Daoist. Its horrifying body, riddled with multicolored holes as if gnawed by some monster, was revealed. It sighed softly.

“We cultivators hold grand aspirations, yet how often do they lead to emptiness and solitude?”

It closed its eyes and focused deeply, slowly repairing the injuries to its Dao Body.

After two or three months, the sound of magical combat from below drew the spirit within the coffin to glance sideways.

Li Ping’an wielded a Spiritual Treasure long spear, sparring with Guilingling, who held twin swords in her hands.

In their intense combat, the regions traversed by Li Ping’an left behind faint afterimages. When these shadows accumulated to a count of sixty-four, the shadow of the Eight Trigrams Plate manifested in the void, causing countless spear shadows to erupt suddenly. The Spiritual Energy within half of the small world swiftly converged.

Guilingling let out a soft “huh” and immediately focused all her attention.

As a Daluo Golden Immortal, she naturally had no fear of Li Ping’an’s current mana.

However, the overwhelming explosion of spear shadows carried the strength of a high-grade Golden Immortal’s magical combat, displaying unpredictable transformations and cunning angles.

Initially, Guilingling dodged left and right, refusing to let herself get struck, appearing rather disheveled. Eventually, she resigned to just protecting vital areas like her face and hair, but even then, she was forced backward repeatedly while showering Li Ping’an with praise.

Li Ping’an stepped out of the Eight Trigrams Formation and grabbed two Jade Talismans, quickly writing down his comprehension insights. Switching the spear in his hand for a sword, he charged forward once more.

He had entered the threshold of the Eight Trigrams Heaven-Burning Formation.

Another two and a half years passed.

The spirit within the coffin now wore a half-darkened expression as it looked down at Li Ping’an, who was bathing in a mountain stream, preparing to depart. The spirit’s lips twitched slightly.

What kind of Enlightenment Stone reincarnation is this!

It suddenly felt that even the Fuxi Shi of the original heavens and earth paled in comparison.

Watching Li Ping’an scrubbing away meticulously, the coffin spirit huffed in irritation and pointed a finger in his direction.

A dimensional rift suddenly opened beneath Li Ping’an’s feet.

Reacting swiftly, he pulled a robe around his waist. In the next instant, the scenery before his eyes shifted dramatically, and he found himself standing before the mountain wall of Mount Lingjiu.

The meditating Ran Deng and Roc Bird opened their eyes simultaneously while Guilingling flew out from a light wall, clutching her turtle shell and snoring deeply.

Li Ping’an calmly set up a barrier around himself for privacy, quickly changing his clothes.

“Roc, where is my father? Has anything major occurred these past few years?”

The Roc Bird quickly replied, “Your Majesty, Teacher Dazhi came to visit two years ago and left this for you. He said it was for your eyes only and warned you not to let it slip. He mentioned he gave you a little boost in reputation.”

Hmm?

Li Ping’an was somewhat confused as he casually grabbed the Portrait Jade Token developed by the Casting Cloud Sect and held it in his palm, inserting his Immortal Consciousness into it.

His movements of straightening his green robe froze abruptly, eyes widening as he held his breath, staring intently at the projection within the token showing the majestic and awe-inspiring White-robed Celestial Emperor.

After a moment of stunned silence, Li Ping’an quickly shifted his gaze to the corner of his Spirit Platform, where a strand of radiance not yet shown to his father resided.

It was not a calamity of the son but a calamity of the father!

No wonder father-son Divine Skills emerged!

But wasn’t this father-son Divine Skill supposed to be grounded in the Heavenly Dao? Why didn’t the Heavenly Dao issue any reminders about this?

Li Ping’an’s movements swiftly resumed, his eyes full of contemplation. Determined, he immediately prepared to head to his father’s side… to burn every single one of his father’s white robes!

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