Immortal Father
Chapter 715 - 715 250 Liù Chì Tiānchán_2

715: Chapter 250 Liù Chì Tiānchán_2 715: Chapter 250 Liù Chì Tiānchán_2 Li Ping’an exclaimed, “The physical combat techniques of the Witch Clan are indeed unparalleled.”

“Body cultivation is inferior to spirit cultivation,” Guang Chengzi said warmly, “this has been an established conclusion since ancient times.”

Li Ping’an nodded with a smile and continued to make small talk with Guang Chengzi on this topic.

Qing Su stood aside with her sword, gazing at Li Ping’an’s profile, her eyes slightly lost in thought.

As for Li Dazhi, he was much more laid-back at the moment, shaking his head and pondering to himself about how to spread word in the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth after resolving matters here, inadvertently composing a poem in his heart:

‘The Heavenly Emperor visits the northern witches thrice, driving out evil and aiding the ancient tribes.’

‘Hearing of Houtu’s plight, self, self…

what fits well?’

Thick shadows passed through the forest ahead, and Li Dazhi looked up, only to see the Ancestral Witch of Xuan Ming directly appear and lunge toward the area.

Guang Chengzi stepped forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with a sharp light.

However, the form of the Ancestral Witch of Xuan Ming suddenly shrank, transforming from her true Ancestral Witch form to an Innate Dao Body, becoming a woman dressed in a purple robe, descending from the air above the forest accompanied by miasma.

She looked at Li Ping’an, feeling the subtle power of the Heavenly Dao, and stood silently complex for two breaths, then slowly lowered her head and gave an somewhat unfamiliar Daoist bow to Li Ping’an.

“Witch of Xuan Ming…

greets the new Heavenly Emperor.”

“Ancestor Witch, no need for formalities,” Li Ping’an said, his voice without a ripple, “Lead us to your clan’s territory.

We have come today specifically to assist our friend Houtu.

Ancestor Witch, entertain no other thoughts.”

“Thank you, Heavenly Emperor.”

…

In the southwest corner of the Northern Continent, near the cliffs and dense forests by the Emerald Poison Sea, a group of fierce demons were seated in meditation, and three Jie Yin disciples had been cursing in rounds, their faces dark with anger.

The Daoist Qia Feng was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.

He truly hadn’t expected that these fierce and sly demons, usually so successful in their pursuits, would be so weak and impotent when faced with a tough challenge, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Indeed, the Three Teachings of the Taoist Sect had stayed behind closed doors and hadn’t engaged in Magical Combat with others for a long time.

He hadn’t anticipated that the strength of the major disciples had once again taken several big leaps forward.

Even among the disciples of the Sect Hierarch, the differences were significant.

This matter with the Witch Clan also served as the ‘premiere of the new era in the Vast Wilderness’ for Guang Chengzi, Immortal Taiyi, and Immortal Yuding, indeed giving the Western Sect a bit of a shock.

“Ah!

Fifth Junior Brother, will you stop pacing!

What should we do now?”

“Second Revered Master didn’t even get a chance to take action, are we just going to return home in such a crestfallen manner?”

The Daoist Qia Feng sighed, “As the Chief Disciple of Chan Sect, Guang Chengzi wields treasures like the Heaven-Overturning Seal, only our First Senior Brother wielding the eleven-grade golden lotus can match him, and Immortal Yuding and Immortal Taiyi are even more difficult to deal with!

Not to mention there is also Xuanyuan Huangdi!

Xuanyuan Huangdi is protected by the Human Emperor’s Dragon Qi, not at all comparable to an ordinary Da Luo!”

“Shall we invite more powerful experts?”

“With our First Senior Brother wandering beyond the heavens and our Second Senior Brother in closed-door cultivation, who can stand against Guang Chengzi?”

“Alas!”

Daoist Qia Feng let out a long sigh, “This Poor Daoist has once again lost cultivation this time around.

Once this matter is settled, I will have to go into cultivation to recover.”

Just then, a flash of golden light suddenly burst forth from high above, and an intricate and profound Dao Charm appeared.

All the fierce demons shivered violently and quickly rose to kneel in worship.

The three Jie Yin disciples hurriedly performed a Daoist bow and saluted in unison:

“Second Revered Master.”

“Hmm,” the voice of the Second Hierarch Zhunti, aged and slow, resounded, “Losing troops and generals is normal; there is no need to be overly troubled by this.

If any of these demons again flee from battle or show reluctance to exert effort, let their Dao diminish on its own.”

Streams of golden light suddenly rained down and instantly penetrated the bodies of the two hundred and some fierce demons.

The fierce demons trembled uncontrollably, bowing their heads deeply in submission.

Hierarch Zhunti said softly, “This Poor Daoist has a junior disciple who can temporarily match Guang Chengzi.

We need one of Houtu, Xuan Ming, or my sect.”

In the sky, the old Daoist opened his left hand, revealing a small jade cicada in the palm.

The Jade Cicada moved, revealing six thin wings on its back that vibrated with a fluttering sound.

“Go forth, when you accomplish your mission.”

Hierarch Zhunti waved gently, and the Liù Chì Tiānchán (Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada) turned and flew downwards.

With just a flutter of its wings, the Avenue of Time in the world seemed to slow, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in the forest below, becoming a handsome young Daoist in a white robe, with a charm that verged on bewitching.

The young Daoist placed his palms together and bowed to Daoist Qia Feng and the other Jie Yin disciples, then turned and bowed deeply to the sky.

“Your disciple shall not fail your expectations, Master.”

Hierarch Zhunti nodded slowly, his figure fading into nothingness.

The young Daoist turned around, his expression warm with a gentle smile, and in a clear voice said:

“Greetings to the three Senior Brothers, I am Liù Chì, and you may call me by this name.”

A demon instinctively exclaimed, “It’s one of the Five Beasts!

The ancient Five Beast Insects!

The Liù Chì Tiānchán (Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada)!”

Whoosh!

A thin line flashed through the forest, and the demon who had just spoken shivered as neat and intersecting lines appeared on his Innate Dao Body, with tidy squares slowly sliding off and streams of pure Spiritual Power rising from the dismembered demon, greedily inhaled by the surrounding demons.

The young Daoist looked up slightly and said calmly, “To command these useless creatures, one needs an iron fist.”

Daoist Qia Feng laughed, “Liù Chì Junior Brother, what do you think we should do next?”

“Liù Chì is only here to follow the orders of the three Senior Brothers,” said the Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada with a smile and a bow, “My long-desired wish is to become a formal disciple of Master, to listen to Master’s teachings at all times, and I dare not have the slightest desire to overstep.”

The three Jie Yin disciples exchanged glances, each nodding with a smile.

Daoist Qia Feng said, “Second Revered Master has given a clear command, we must carefully plot our next moves, with the top priority being the Witch Clan, aiming to secure both ancestors, and capturing Houtu.

The essence blood of the Xuan Ming Ancestral Witch is already scarce, it is of no use to us.”