Immortal Father
Chapter 464 - 464 165 Father Has a Plan Able to Break the Immortal Palace!_2

464: Chapter 165: Father Has a Plan, Able to Break the Immortal Palace!_2 464: Chapter 165: Father Has a Plan, Able to Break the Immortal Palace!_2 Li Dazhi’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile slowly spread across his lips.

“Dad,” Li Ping’an asked, “do you have a plan?”

Li Dazhi said, “I do have a plan, but it’s a bit…

a bit, heh heh.”

A bit heh heh?

Li Ping’an suspected his father was driving a joke, but lacked any concrete evidence.

Li Dazhi said, “This is indeed somewhat immoral, but the effect should be good.

Son, come closer.

Today, your father will pass on all his life’s learnings to help you soar to great heights and bring glory to the Human Race!”

Like this, like that.

Li Dazhi whispered his instructions for a while, and Li Ping’an’s expression grew increasingly odd, even a bit guilty.

“Dad, you should do it.”

“What nonsense, I’m not a Heavenly Official,” Li Dazhi muttered, “I can’t join the Eastern Alliance as an official now.

Your grandmaster has been good to us, father and son.

I must make the Wanyun Sect truly prosper before I even consider taking office.”

Li Ping’an:…

He hadn’t asked about any of this!

The figure of Tianli, the elder, appeared above the Punishment Immortal Hall, calling out to Li Ping’an:

“Ping’an!

Hurry up!

Everyone is waiting for you!

Li Dazhi, don’t lead Ping’an astray!

What are you muttering about!”

Li Dazhi let out a sneer, “That’s still better than what you, a convicted sinner, could teach.”

Tianli, the elder, widened his eyes and made a grabbing motion towards Li Dazhi.

Li Dazhi took in a deep breath; his Daoist robe and wig fluttered simultaneously.

He stepped back two paces, resisting the pulling force of Tianli, the elder.

A light shined above his head, and a wig fell into the elder’s sight.

Li Dazhi yelled at the top of his voice, “The Eastern Alliance celestial officials are beating people, hey!”

“Shut up!”

Tianli, the elder, swooped down as Li Dazhi turned his head and ran, winking at Li Ping’an before he left.

Li Ping’an didn’t have the chance to ask why his father appeared with Mo Yunshen, the flamboyant Heavenly Immortal from the Forge-Heaven Gate.

It seemed he wouldn’t have the opportunity to ask for the time being.

“Ping’an…”

A whisper on the wind entered his ear; it was Fenghou speaking, introducing Li Ping’an to the situation of the maids within the Holy Mother Palace.

He made a silent decision in his heart.

He would avoid using the tactic his father taught him if at all possible.

It was just too outrageous.

…

The Wanyun Sect had truly opened their eyes today.

They had just witnessed the marching of a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and had experienced a grand march of a million celestial soldiers.

There’s a saying, “ten thousand people fill the fields.”

Clouds upon clouds moved from north to south, arranged in neat square formations, flying far towards the southern sky of the Southern Continent.

Atop each cloud were three thousand celestial soldiers, and thirty-six officers of various ranks.

This march had flown for half the day; the Holy Mother Palace was directly atop the high sky of the Southern Continent, nestled amongst the stars, looking down upon the entirety of the Southern Continent.

At Fenghou’s direction, Li Ping’an sat alone at the very front of the second cloud, quietly meditating with the Xuanyuan sword command in his hand.

Behind Li Ping’an, eight vice leaders of the Eastern Alliance sat in two rows.

The first, second, and third Vice Alliance Hierarchs sat in the second row directly behind Li Ping’an, while the remaining five Vice Alliance Hierarchs sat in the third row, keeping a certain distance from Li Ping’an.

Behind the Vice Alliance Hierarchs were over a thousand celestial commanders and officials.

The Eastern Alliance had brought forth all its elites!

Why were they on the second cloud?

There was no other reason but that the first cloud was adorned with hundreds of flagpoles, each one hanging a corpse.

On Li Ping’an’s suggestion, these corpses were draped in white cloth strips with their names, titles, and crimes written on them in blood.

True · A military expedition to exact justice.

Woo—

Woo—

The mournful sound of horns came from behind.

Li Ping’an opened his eyes, and before him laid the vast expanse of stars, a huge fireball at the edge of the sky—clearly the corpse of an ancient Golden Crow.

Directly ahead, a translucent sphere twinkled with celestial light.

From a distance, the sphere contained countless pavilions and realms, where lights flickered brilliantly, and nine grand Immortal Isles were staggered above and below, each isle home to countless marvels—lakes, waterfalls, clouds like fields, flocks of spiritual birds, and numerous fairies.

Was this the Holy Mother Palace?

Rather, this was Holy Mother’s sanctuary, a small world of its own.

As the clouds carrying the million soldiers of the Human Race sounded their continuous horns, some anomalies arose within the Holy Mother Palace.

Women dressed in colorful clothes flew out from the pavilions and halls, quite a few heading directly behind the white jade gate before the spherical barrier, looking forward with displeased expressions.

The majority also rushed towards the gate, their eyes filled with vigilance.

Li Ping’an took a light breath.

Next, he was fully prepared to “engage in three hundred rounds of verbal battle” with the other side.

If they couldn’t be verbally beaten to death, he would curse them to death.

After the cursing would come the command of the Yellow Emperor!

Li Ping’an stood up, and all the old immortals behind him rose in unison.

Tianli, the elder, waved his hand in the air, and spiritual energy condensed into a bi-colored battle flag, causing the million celestial soldiers to almost simultaneously halt.

Three clouds continued forward, each carrying three thousand elite soldiers, thousands of celestial officials, and hundreds of corpses!

Hiding behind the clouds, the divine minister Fenghou was leisurely sitting and having tea with Preceptor Cang Jie.

She raised her hand gently, and a touch of Dao Charm enveloped Li Ping’an.

It was both a protection for him and allowed his voice to be heard throughout heaven and earth.

“Ahem!”

Li Ping’an cleared his voice and announced loudly, “Where is the chief maid of the Holy Mother Palace?

I am here as a special envoy of the Yellow Emperor, on a mission to apprehend the spies of the Demon Race who have caused chaos amongst our Human Race!”

His voice carried far and wide.

“Nonsense!”

A loud shout came from ahead.

The barrier around the Holy Mother Palace flashed slightly, and thousands of female immortals flew out of the formation.

All of them were True Immortals, with unfriendly expressions glaring at the celestial soldiers.

In front of these women, more than a dozen venerable old women stood in a line, with a middle-aged female immortal dressed in palace attire and coiffed hair at the center.