Immortal Father
Chapter 365 - 365 134 The Battle of a Group of Immortals Against the Great Demon!_2

365: Chapter 134: The Battle of a Group of Immortals Against the Great Demon!_2 365: Chapter 134: The Battle of a Group of Immortals Against the Great Demon!_2 At that moment, she was holding a longsword, causing the eight Heavenly Immortals around her to retreat in defeat.

Her phoenix eyes blazed with anger, intermittently glaring at Li Ping’an outside the city.

Suddenly, she heard Li Ping’an shout, “Take down the formation and come out to fight!”

The light barrier of the formation inside the city flickered gently and then disappeared.

The demoness immediately swooped down below!

Just then!

Whoosh—

A fierce noise of splitting the air arose above Li Ping’an’s head, a beam of familiar immortal light came from the southeast direction.

The sword slashed forward, cutting through the air and leaving crescent moon sword marks.

Detecting the advantage of a divine weapon, the demoness raised a layer of immortal light around her.

As the crescent moon sword marks shot towards her, the demoness was shaken, her figure quivering as she glared angrily ahead.

“Hmph!”

A cold snort accompanied by the sound of swords ringing appeared.

Li Ping’an lifted his head and at a glance, saw his master’s figure.

Dressed in white, Qing Su looked otherworldly.

She held the Star Chanting Sword, disregarding the nameless.

A lotus appeared on her forehead, a clever use when engaged in magical combat, allowing her to instantly release her combat power and also see through all kinds of blinding techniques.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute echoed between heaven and earth, a thread of immortal light wrapped around Qing Su, significantly boosting her aura.

Li Ping’an turned his head and saw Wen Rou, a Heavenly Immortal, standing on a large rock not far behind him, eyes closed, playing the flute and performing a secret immortal technique.

The master and Wen Rou had arrived…

but where was Old Man Tianli?

Li Ping’an frowned tightly; if Old Man Tianli had come, given his character, he would have directly captured this demon.

Hadn’t the old man come over?

Was there any reason for this?

Suddenly, violent fluctuations of spiritual power transmitted from above, Qing Su, holding the sword, moved to engage the demoness face on, battling her.

Two allied war generals emerged diagonally, attacking the demoness’s flank.

Combined efforts of the three, along with five Heavenly Immortals in formation outside, managed to barely pin down the Golden Immortal Demon!

“So there really is a Golden Immortal Demon!”

“Ancestors!

Quickly summon the Grandmaster!

We’ll move in for the kill!”

“What a Blood Fiend Hall!

I thought you were the Sea Watch Sect’s lapdogs, but it turns out you’re actually the minions of a Golden Immortal Demon!”

Within the city, a formation barrier in a courtyard crumbled like pierced film, dozens of figures charged into the city.

With continuous flashes of immortal light and Dao Charm, sixteen Peak Masters of the Wanyun Sect arrived, along with more than twenty Heavenly Immortal elders, joining the battle against the demon.

Li Dazhi had not yet appeared, as he was urgently calling for his master to come out of seclusion, and only his master could awaken Daoist Kongming from his meditation.

On the edge of Dong’an City, the demoness who was a Golden Immortal Demon was surrounded from all sides, constantly taking hits and unable to move an inch.

However, she still didn’t back down and, struggling in vain, she simply revealed her true form, transforming into a thousand-zhang-long colorful giant python.

Enduring the bombardment by the immortals, she tried to break through towards the ground.

A hundred and eight immortal soldiers flew to the outer perimeter, forming the Small Dipper Star Formation.

Their battle armor radiated with immortal light, and an even larger star shield was held above Li Ping’an’s head.

Li Ping’an furrowed his brows in thought.

This great serpent…

He quickly glanced at the corner of his spiritual platform, catching sight of the chart of his father’s calamity.

That’s right, this great serpent was in the chart of calamity!

Could today be the day of his father’s calamity?

No, that’s not right; there weren’t other members of the Demon Race present, nor the necessary conditions to form a mountain of corpses under his father’s feet, and besides, this colorful serpent, her target was him…

‘Eh, why is she targeting me?’

Two strokes of insight flashed through Li Ping’an’s mind.

Suddenly, he remembered the absurd reason why the Immortal Dynasty suffered a demon calamity.

The lineage of Xuanyuan?

‘Recently, there’s been a rumor in the Western Continent that Li Ping’an is the bastard son of the Yellow Emperor, Xuanyuan, only fostered by the Li family.’

All at once, Li Ping’an understood.

He frowned as he looked at the giant serpent, feeling both amused and exasperated.

People actually believe such a stupid rumor?

How much must this colorful serpent hate the Yellow Emperor?

Could it be due to a romantic entanglement?

Of course, Li Ping’an had heard of the tale of the Yellow Emperor’s ascension, the rise of human dual cultivation techniques, and the inseparable cause and effect relationship with the strategies this emperor employed to quickly enhance his power.

But now, Li Ping’an had no desire to reveal this matter.

‘If this snake monarch could be kept here, it would alleviate one tenth of father’s calamity.’

Li Ping’an’s eyes narrowed slightly, his intent to kill growing.

Suddenly, a robust voice echoed from high above, transmitted from an unknown height in the sky:

“Cailin the Great, Li Ping’an is not a son of the Yellow Emperor!

The news you received was merely spread by those with ulterior motives, to lure you here so you could be trapped and killed by Wanyun Xian.”

Who?

Li Ping’an looked into the distance, barely discerning a sesame-sized black dot.

The demoness, also known as Cailin the Great, paused upon hearing this, a slender figure appearing on the snake’s head as she looked upwards several times.

At the site of the shift formation, a burst of Golden Immortal Charms rapidly unfolded.

Cailin the Great lowered her head to look at Li Ping’an, her phoenix eyes filled with a hint of irritation.

“What an enlightened mortal, indeed.

Today I’ve truly experienced it.”

Suddenly, a black wind fell from the sky, causing the spiritual senses of the surrounding Heavenly Immortals to be thrown into disarray.

Cailin the Great turned into a very thin little snake in the blink of an eye, rushing towards the sky, and in a moment, there was no sign of her.

But her voice still lingered in this domain:

“Li Ping’an, you just wait.

Today’s humiliation, I will settle with you another day!”

Li Ping’an: …

Wait, what did he do to insult the snake demon?

Where did this logic come from?

Was it because when the snake demon grabbed him, he escaped, so the snake demon felt insulted?

Could these demon race experts’ thought processes be any more bizarre?

Daoist Kongming’s figure appeared in the sky, flinging his sword about, his hair and beard flying wildly as he exclaimed: