Immortal Father
Chapter 487 - 487 173 Live Broadcast

487: Chapter 173 Live Broadcast 487: Chapter 173 Live Broadcast The East Alliance had just weathered a blood catastrophe, and now the Western Continent was struck by a major military disaster.

In leisure time that was nowhere to be found, an Inspector of the second rank came before us.

Li Ping’an, accompanied by four trusted aides, had just arrived at the East Alliance headquarters when he was dragged away by an elderly Tianli to the Soldier Immortal Hall, leaving his four aides to wait outside the hall.

Inside the hall had already gathered dozens of elderly men and women, all high-ranking officials of the East Alliance.

Each one of them was aged and infirm, yet possessed an aura of immortal elegance, seated in stone chairs lined up on both sides.

Li Ping’an’s original seat was towards the back, but with a wave of the Tianli elder’s hand, he, along with his chair, was pulled directly to the front and placed behind two old women.

The Tianli elder said, “Just watch here, and speak up if you have any questions!”

Watch?

Watch what?

Li Ping’an didn’t understand the reason but sat there obediently, taking the opportunity to observe the mainstays of the East Alliance.

As an Inspector, his duty was to oversee the immortal officials of the East Alliance, and this counted as his first assignment since receiving his reward.

Soon, Li Ping’an noticed a problem.

According to the Myriad Manifestation Chart, all the officials seated here were Golden Immortals of the third rank or higher.

Not a single Heavenly Immortal was present!

For him, a nearly-immortal being, it was somewhat incongruous to be here.

Li Ping’an observed the immortals for a while until the First and Second Alliance Deputies finally appeared, their faces grave as they took their seats in the stone chairs to the left and right of the main seat.

The First Alliance Deputy spoke in a measured tone, “Minister Feng has sent word, let us begin on our side as well.”

All the immortals nodded in unison and raised their right hands, directing beams of immortal light toward the center of the great hall, as if striking an invisible sphere the size of a fist.

Li Ping’an frowned…

was this some sort of strange ceremony?

Was he to channel his own mana as well?

The ceiling of the hall shimmered with immortal light, as a black and white Eight Trigrams sphere descended steadily, quickly merging with the sphere below.

An Eight Trigrams Map slowly unfurled, absorbing all the beams of immortal light; a cool breeze began to blow through the hall, and Li Ping’an immediately sensed dozens of profound and obscure Dao Charms.

Shortly after, images began to emerge on the Eight Trigrams Map, resembling sand paintings.

The immortals looked down, watching intently.

The images on the Eight Trigrams Map grew clearer and more expansive, constantly shifting, and one after another, images of massive demons appeared.

Having used Yin Yang mirror artifacts before, Li Ping’an quickly understood—someone was carrying a similar artifact, attending a gathering of Demon Kings.

Li Ping’an’s eyebrows twitched.

A colorful python appeared at the edge of the image and quickly transformed into a young woman with a snake’s tail, gliding from midair to join the Demon Kings and descend toward a stone hall embedded in a cliff.

Outside the stone hall stood thirty-six columns, with starlight twinkling inside, resembling a wondrous realm made by immortals.

The great demon ‘recording’ the scene followed a stream of murky shadows into the stone hall.

A barrier had been set up inside the stone hall, causing the image to ripple, but after a few brief shudders, the image stabilized again.

A glamorous woman dressed only in ‘drapes’ bowed and invited the great demons into a corridor on the left side of the stone hall.

Turning the corner and heading down, a large oval cave appeared before everyone.

The cave was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, shaped like a trumpet, with a lake at the bottom where dozens of shadows moved slowly.

Some revealed the dorsal fins of Jiaolong as they briefly surfaced before submerging into the lake again.

Hundreds of lotus-shaped stone seats floated in various places, with the lowest ones already filled with figures.

To say they were human figures wasn’t quite accurate; the majority here were experts from the Hundred Clans who had cultivated ‘Innate Dao Bodies.’

The great demon ‘recording’ the event, alongside a few dark figures, descended to a corner and stood silently on a stone seat.

Whispers among the human race Golden Immortals filled the hall:

“Hundreds of Demon Kings have converged here?”

“Should we strike and take them all out in one move?”

“How do we strike?

Are their Da Luo and Taiyi eating for nothing?”

“Well, well, before we could act against them, they’re actually planning to make a move on us?”

“They must feel that we’ve been too aggressive in the southeast of the Western Continent, ha, these remnants of the Ancient Heavenly Court really don’t know their own strength!”

“Hahaha, they also call us remnants of the ancient human race, amusing!”

Li Ping’an was filled with emotion.

Indeed, two opposing forces that had been enemies since ancient times were infiltrating each other!

The Demon Race was infiltrating the Human Race, and the Human Race was also infiltrating the Demon Race.

And clearly, the Human Race’s infiltration was more severe; that a Demon King was acting as a ‘camera,’ broadcasting such a high-profile gathering of Demon Kings directly to the East Alliance.

Li Ping’an felt increased admiration for Minister Feng, as well as a slight trepidation.

You mustn’t offend Fenghou.

He was a real scorekeeper.

“Ping’an, this is your first time participating in such a matter.

Let me give you a brief introduction,” said Tianli in a transmitted voice.

“You probably aren’t familiar with these Demon Kings.

Our spy should be a Golden Immortal Realm Demon King, and nobody knows his identity.

“Rest assured, there is definitely no Demon Race spy here, nor anyone associated with the Western Sect; they won’t appear in the Soldier Immortal Hall.

“The secret technique we’re using is said to have been personally designed by His Majesty Fuxi.

Even the Daluo Golden Immortals of the Demon Race cannot detect it.

We’ve been using this method to spy on them for more than ten times already.

“The location in the images is Mount Futu, not far from the bastion of the Western Sect’s Hierarch.

Mount Futu is home to a grey-furred demon king, an ancient Jiaolong who has stepped into the Great Luo Daoist Realm.

After the Dragon Clan withdrew from this world, this ancient Jiaolong allied itself with the Ancient Heavenly Court.

It’s known for having slaughtered countless beings and commands three thousand Jiaolong guards—actually, they’re just various snake spirits forcibly imbued with Jiaolong blood, and are amongst the more troublesome demon lords for us.”