Immortal Father
Chapter 1187: After modification: 420 Black Hand_2

Chapter 1187: After modification: Chapter 420 Black Hand_2

The masters of the Dragon Clan watched the standoff among the Three Teachings. Under the leadership of Yinglong, they rushed back to the direction of the Ancient Dragon Realm in advance to protect those large water spheres.

Li Ping’an was in no hurry. Feng Qingyang had already led immortal soldiers and experts from the Heavenly Court to provide support. He just crafted a large Cloud Boat, carrying a group of Heavenly Fury Guards, slowly flying towards the main heavenly direction, tilted towards the direction of the Ancient Dragon Realm.

At his current speed, it would take about half a month to meet those large water spheres halfway.

Li Ping’an did this deliberately.

Next, it was time to discuss the landing spot of the Dragon Clan. Now, both the Dragon Clan and he, the new Heavenly Emperor, held cards in their hands, grasping each other’s weaknesses.

The Dragon Clan naturally wanted to return to the main world, gloriously, without divine punishment, and settle in the main world.

The Heavenly Court, on the other hand, wanted to take the opportunity to subdue the Dragon Clan, take the treasures of the Dragon Palace, and win the heart of the Dragon Clan.

Li Ping’an now could neither appear too eager nor too aloof from the Dragon Clan… this balance was difficult to grasp.

With half a month’s rare leisure, Li Ping’an was happy to enjoy a bit of solitude.

Li Ping’an engaged in dual cultivation with Lady Ba, helping to stabilize the Calamity Dao within her, and then announced he was entering seclusion to cultivate, shutting himself inside the cabin, denying visitors.

After ensuring no one was probing around, Li Ping’an drew upon some power of the Heavenly Dao to protect himself, then took out that piece of cloth from his sleeve.

This cloth had been with him for quite some time.

When he first made his mark in the Wanyun Sect, praised for his exceptional comprehension, Master Kongming entrusted his father to deliver this item, saying it was for him to comprehend the Dao Charm on it.

After that, Li Ping’an didn’t pay much attention to this piece of cloth.

The Dao Charm on it was obscure and difficult to understand, and he ultimately gained nothing from it.

But now…

He raised the piece of cloth to examine it closely, analyzing it thoroughly.

Just as his father once said, it seemed to be a corner torn from a robe.

The robe was exquisitely crafted, made from silk obtained through the human weaving technique promoted since ancient times, without any peculiarities.

Perhaps it came from a ceremonial robe.

The Dao Charm imbued on the robe kept it in pristine condition.

This piece of cloth was not important;

the Dao Charm seemed more like a mark or a token.

Most importantly, the figure in the cloak who played the xun and drove away the Chaotic Behemoths seemed to be the owner of this cloth.

A flash of insight crossed Li Ping’an’s mind, and he carefully applied a small amount of Heavenly Dao merit with his fingers onto the cloth.

The cloth trembled slightly, and the Dao Charm on it gradually manifested, revealing an image of…

The Eight Trigrams Plate.

Fuxi?

Li Ping’an’s first thought was this name.

Qi Cultivators of the Human Race with some cultivation and background were likely aware that Fuxi Shi left the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth ages ago, venturing into the Chaos Sea to explore the unknown.

Fuxi Shi’s contributions to the Human Race were also tremendously significant.

After Suiren’s death in battle, Fuxi Shi succeeded as the ruler of the world. Under his governance, the Human Race, having overthrown the Ancient Heavenly Court, coexisted peacefully with the Witch Clan and Hundred Clans. Fuxi established the Eight Trigrams, developed techniques, wielded the River Map and Luo Book, and promoted the method of Qi Cultivation among the Human Race, laying the foundation for the grand era of Human cultivation.

Master Kongming and Grandma Linghua were both Golden Immortals of the ancient Human Race, following the Human Emperor into life-and-death situations; if this piece of cloth came from Fuxi Shi…

“The timing doesn’t match.”

Li Ping’an stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Master Kongming attained the Dao during Shennong Shi’s era.

“I’ll ask Fenghou about it later.”

Li Ping’an stopped speculating wildly and returned the cloth to its brocade box, placing it back with care.

Given that it was a gift from Master Kongming, that alone was worthy of cherishing and treasuring it.

Li Ping’an gave it some thought and then called out, “Someone, come.”

Two shadows appeared in the corner, transforming into a masked Golden Immortal male and female, who bowed to Li Ping’an.

“Your Majesty.”

“Go and invite Vice Pavilion Master Feng Jigui to come here to meet me,” Li Ping’an said. “Additionally, send a message to Xuanyuan Palace, stating that the Dragon Clan currently has no established place, and the Heavenly Court wishes to assist the Dragon Clan by sending them to the four seas of the main world, as the main world is now under the control of the Human Race, requiring the Human Emperor to mediate.”

“Yes!”

The two experts from the Heavenly Square Pavilion gave another bow, their figures blending into the shadows as they hurriedly departed.

Li Ping’an sat on the soft couch, pondering for a moment. He spread his right hand, letting a row of Jade Talismans float silently, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

He currently faced a plethora of cultivation challenges that required his time and effort to delve into gradually.

The most thorny issue here is how to combine the method of spiritual transformation with Gonggong’s cultivation method, and how to integrate both spiritual and body cultivation.

Besides, how should his current strongest escape technique [The Golden Crow Pierces the Sun] be validated with the exclusive cultivation method of the Golden Crow Clan he collected from Emperor Jun’s remnant soul?

To perfect the Eight Trigrams Heaven-Burning Formation requires lengthy years of meticulous work.

“Anyway, the Six Saints will return in over nine hundred years, so there’s no need to rush.”

Li Ping’an consoled himself with a word, letting his primordial spirit sink into the realm of enlightenment.

The dual cultivation method created by Xuanyuan Huangdi can quickly raise one’s cultivation level and accumulate immortal power, but the comprehension builds up slowly, which left Li Ping’an rather helpless.

Otherwise, with Lady Ba’s assistance, his speed of enlightenment would surely accelerate rapidly.

Now looking at a certain empty domain within the Chaos Sea.

There, the great battle has ceased, and Calamity Sovereign has been captured.

…

“I concede!”

Calamity Sovereign’s mighty golden body dispersed instantly, and his figure was pinned down directly by three or four dark shadows.

Kunpeng’s soul said nothing, holding a longsword full of notches, slowly approaching Calamity Sovereign.

A total of over a dozen ‘great demons and gods’ maintaining their chaotic Dao bodies closed in on Calamity Sovereign, surrounding him completely, and then they observed this creature of the primordial world with cold eyes.

It seemed they wanted to swallow Calamity wholly;

Yet it also seemed like they were looking at a dead thing that made them feel disgusting.

Calamity Sovereign chuckled, “No need for such gestures, you want me to work for you, don’t you? I agree.”

Kunpeng did not speak, still advancing forward.

Calamity Sovereign tried to struggle a bit, attracting more suppression.

He sneered, “Though I don’t know what you wish to do, as the Imperial Tutor, surely you seek revenge against Shennong and Xuanyuan, right? They have a mortal vendetta against you; although I have fallen behind in the Vast Wilderness, my subordinates and Dao soldiers I manage remain available.”

Kunpeng had already reached Calamity Sovereign’s presence.

Its left hand wrapped in black armor reached out and grabbed Calamity Sovereign’s chin, slowly lifting him up.

Calamity Sovereign’s throat trembled slightly, yet his mouth retained a smile.

“Release your primordial spirit.”

Kunpeng spoke coldly.

Calamity Sovereign squinted slightly, “Does the Imperial Tutor think that mere primordial spirit restrictions can compel me to serve willingly? If we have similar goals, why not join forces?”

Kunpeng thought carefully, then said slowly, “You are not worthy.”

Calamity Sovereign’s mouth twitched constantly.

Kunpeng suddenly swung the longsword down towards Calamity Sovereign.

This mysterious longsword easily pierced through Calamity Sovereign’s proud mighty golden body, penetrating from his chest through to his abdomen.

Calamity Sovereign let out a cold snort.

Kunpeng added, “Release your primordial spirit.”

Calamity Sovereign’s mouth revealed a bitter smile, he was just about to speak, but before the words left his lips, Kunpeng’s sword swirled half a circle.

Calamity Sovereign spewed blood from his mouth, his eyes filled with blood.

Kunpeng bowed to look at him, the longsword suddenly poised to slash horizontally.

“I concede… I concede!”

Calamity Sovereign’s muscles were all spasming, his chest slowly opening a gap, and the primordial spirit sitting on the lotus dais slowly drifted out.

Kunpeng’s soul took two steps back voluntarily, put away the longsword, held a golden needle in his palm, and pierced it toward Calamity Sovereign’s primordial spirit, puncturing the head area.

The surrounding shadows gradually receded.

Calamity Sovereign curled up, instinctively bowed his head, gasping for breath, the injuries on his Dao body were rapidly healing.

Kunpeng’s soul voice carried a touch of emotion, it was undisguised mockery.

“You ruin my 200,000-year plan, I ruin your 200,000-year carefree existence.

“Surely, your two masters would not have any opinion either.

“Calamity, summon the sixty-three subordinates you took into the Chaos Sea here, I can teach you the secret technique of connecting and cultivating from within the Chaos Sea.”

Calamity Sovereign’s pupils slightly contracted, then he laughed silently, standing up quietly, his gaze returned to being peaceful.

“Thank you, Imperial Tutor.”