Immortal Father
Chapter 687 - 687 241 Huanglong's First Attempt at a Sneak Attack【Three Updates!

687: Chapter 241 Huanglong’s First Attempt at a Sneak Attack【Three Updates!

Vote!】 687: Chapter 241 Huanglong’s First Attempt at a Sneak Attack【Three Updates!

Vote!】 Stealth and invisibility were not precisely Immortal Huanglong’s strong suits.

As a dignified member of the Twelve Golden Immortals, ranking third in seniority, the son of the Ancestral Dragon, and a disciple of Yuanshi, his status, reputation, and prestige meant he had no need for skulking in the shadows.

When encountering injustice on the road, Immortal Huanglong would customarily say, “Please show some respect for the Chan Teaching.”

Facing strong enemies, he would simply shout, “My master Yuanshi Tianzun!”

But times had changed.

Firstly, he had in his sleeve the would-be Heavenly Emperor, recognized by the Chan Teaching, protected by the Jie Sect, supported by the Human Race; he couldn’t let anything go wrong.

Secondly…

by associating with the Heavenly Emperor, one had to abide by the rules and obey the Heavenly Emperor’s commands, not flaunt one’s prowess arrogantly.

Immortal Huanglong, along with Li Ping’an, who had transformed into a small bee, left the flying boat and used his divine skills to shuttle rapidly through Yunzhong.

Following Li Ping’an’s instructions, he suppressed his aura as much as possible and employed an ancient stealth technique as he quickly approached the source of the Magical Combat fluctuations.

The average thickness of the miasmatic clouds in the Northern Continent exceeded dozens of miles, making hiding within them better than tunneling underground.

Indeed, the miasmatic clouds harbored many ‘ecosystems,’ with numerous unique creatures that thrived on the toxicity.

Li Ping’an released a thread of his Immortal Consciousness, carefully observing the scenery of the Land of the Northern Continent.

There wasn’t much beauty here.

Enshrouded year-round by miasmatic clouds, this land was mostly gloomy and desolate, with bizarre creatures visible everywhere.

Perhaps due to the pervasive influence of poison in the area, many venomous beings grew as they pleased.

“The Magical Combat fluctuations are just ahead,” Immortal Huanglong whispered.

Li Ping’an transmitted his voice, “Uncle-Master, don’t rush into action later.”

“Don’t worry, unless you say ‘act,’ This Poor Daoist will just lie low and hide!” Immortal Huanglong chuckled.

“This feeling of lurking in the dark, playing the oriole behind, is quite nice.”

Li Ping’an smiled without responding, his Immortal Consciousness extending slightly.

He soon spotted two figures engaged in Magical Combat.

Luckily, he had made a significant breakthrough before, and, being now a seventh-rank Heavenly Immortal, he could just discern the figures of the combatants.

These were two Taiyi Realm experts.

One of them wore tight black clothing, his face and nose covered, leaving only a pair of eerie eyes visible, his Dao Body no different from an ordinary person’s, a standard Innate Dao Body.

This person had a hint of spiritual pressure on him, as if he was activating some powerful Spiritual Treasure, holding a short Spiritual Treasure dagger in his hand.

Li Ping’an observed carefully and found on this person a trace of Dao Charm similar to that of the demon who had previously ambushed Wanyun Sect.

This suspected expert from the Western Sect was already being thoroughly overpowered by his opponent.

Look at that War Witch!

Over ten feet tall with fierce tiger-like eyes, his bronze muscles twisted like old tree roots, his skin exuding a domineering vitality!

This War Witch, barefoot and bare-chested, wore no protective treasures.

Yet, when the Western Sect expert’s dagger struck him, it erupted with the sound of metal on stone, released earthly flames, and burst with thunder!

Is this the Witch Clan’s War Witch?

Li Ping’an frowned slightly, inwardly musing about how the Human Race had once defeated such a clan.

Immortal Huanglong marveled, “This must be a War Witch from one of the Witch Clans.

With such a formidable physique, he has surely been tempered by the blood of Ancestral Witches.”

Li Ping’an inquired, “Do the Witch Clan still live scattered about?”

“Yes, there aren’t many places in the Land of the Northern Continent suitable for their proliferation.

Even the Witch Clan cannot ignore the long-term effects of these miasmas.”

Immortal Huanglong sighed softly and slowly said, “To be honest, the Witch Clan has had it tough.

They possess Pangu’s bloodline and made great contributions to the fall of the ancient Heavenly Court, even serving as the main force.

Although they later made wrong choices, breaking with the Human Race and supporting Chiyou, it was merely a conflict with the Human Race.

“Their merits in the ancient battle should not be erased.”

Li Ping’an laughed, “Uncle-Master is kind-hearted.

I will certainly take these things into account.”

Immortal Huanglong asked, “Shall we intervene?

This Western Sect expert is about to flee.”

After some thought, Li Ping’an replied, “Can we act from the shadows without being detected?

What if we trip this fellow up and let this War Witch capture the expert?”

“That’s…” Immortal Huanglong seemed a bit troubled, “There are more than a dozen Witch Clan experts setting up an encirclement net nearby.

It’s not easy to find a good angle to strike from.”

“Then let it be,” Li Ping’an said earnestly:

“We prioritize our safety.

Appearing directly in front of the Witch Clan might easily lead to being surrounded.

I’ll try to see if I can use the power of the Heavenly Dao to mark him first.”

No sooner had Li Ping’an finished speaking than the masked Taiyi Realm expert suddenly let out a shout, spitting out a stream of blood.

The blood arrow swelled upon meeting the wind, instantly becoming a hundred zhang in diameter, and crashed down on the War Witch’s head.

The War Witch roared, threw a punch that wrinkled space itself, and the blood arrow burst apart.

Unexpectedly, the blood arrow was merely a feint by the masked expert.

His chest radiated a burst of purple celestial light, in which a Treasure Bead was hidden.

The bead seemed to contain mountains and seas, a realm unto itself, carrying the force of a thousand mountains and rivers as it slammed down in front of the War Witch!

The War Witch crossed his arms in front of him and was sent flying backward by the Treasure Bead, spewing blood from his mouth and cursing loudly:

“You play dirty tricks, motherfucker!”

Whoosh!

The Treasure Bead returned to the masked expert’s hand.

The man turned to flee.

Suddenly, figures appeared from all directions – more than a dozen Witch Clan experts emerged, converging on the masked expert!

Nets were flung down from all around, entangling from every angle!

The formidable War Witch, having smashed through countless poisonous trees, had now steadied himself.

His giant feet cracked the earth beneath him as he crouched, curled, and then, as the ground shattered, shot toward the masked expert like a cannonball!