Immortal Father
Chapter 746 - 746 260 Enemies on a Narrow Road!

746: Chapter 260: Enemies on a Narrow Road!

_3 746: Chapter 260: Enemies on a Narrow Road!

_3 “Uncle Master, what are you doing!”

The little turtle’s head sprouted several question marks, “Pretending to be a hair ornament, huh!”

“A green turtle shell hair ornament doesn’t quite suit the composed temperament of an aspiring young man of the Human Race.”

Li Ping’an calmly stuffed the little turtle into his sleeve.

“Uncle Master, don’t stand on my head again in the future.”

“Why not?”

“It concerns the dignity of the Heavenly Emperor.”

“Oh, that’s the reason, you should have said so earlier!

Just toss me out if you need me to act…

unless I’m asleep.”

Li Ping’an exhaled lightly, his figure turning into a grey streak of light, swiftly heading towards the small world in front of him.

Within the small world, the sun, moon, and stars overhead were merely projections of those in the main world.

In the expanse of the Void outside, stars could also be seen twinkling, each pinpoint of starlight representing a small world protected by the rules of the Heavenly Dao, sparse in this vastness that was nearly without boundaries.

Li Ping’an quickly closed in on the small world.

It was daytime in the Misty Realm as well as in the main world.

From the outside, one could see the world wrapped in a thin membrane, with mountains, rivers, plains, cities, and a not-too-large inner lake linking various bodies of water.

The Misty Realm was seven thousand miles wide from east to west, and twenty-three thousand miles long from north to south, generally featuring a basin-like terrain.

Clean Qi rose slowly, dirty Qi sank leisurely, and myriad spirits resided here, seemingly quite tranquil.

But as Li Ping’an drew closer, his Dao heart trembled slightly, and a thread of Heavenly Dao’s power infused his eyes, causing them to burst forth with a golden light.

Li Ping’an looked again, and his expression changed subtly.

What had seemed like a peaceful land was now strewn with white bones, and the rivers that ran like the great veins of the earth were tainted with fresh blood.

Fierce demons’ apparitions floated over the plains and mountains; the wailing of myriad spirits filled his heart.

Li Ping’an clenched his fists slightly and said in a low voice, “We have truly come to the Misty Realm.

There are many fiends here, I’m afraid there are more than a dozen great demons and hundreds of lesser demons.”

Qing Su reminded him, “We should wait for the main forces to arrive before making a move…

that’s what you said.”

“Yes, Master, rest assured, our goal is to capture all the fiends here in one fell swoop.

We shouldn’t rush.”

Li Ping’an breathed out softly, concealed his form, and turned into a wisp of white cloud, drifting into the filmy boundary of the horizon, entering this world without any hindrance.

The divine light in his eyes faded, and when Li Ping’an looked at the earth again, it seemed as peaceful as before.

According to the statistics of the Heavenly Square Pavilion, there were three forces in the Misty Realm.

Their confluence was located in this plain, epitomized by three states where the Human Race and the Hundred Clans coexisted.

The Xiangtu Country, which worshipped the Sky Amber Monastery, the Sword Servant Country controlled by a small sect of Qi Cultivators, and the nomadic, sparsely populated Surf-Riding Country.

The Heavenly Square Pavilion’s spies had made notes.

The reason the Sky Amber Monastery allowed the existence of the Sword Servant Country and its backing small sect in this realm was purely for concealment.

The most outrageous thing in this realm was that the Sword Servant Sect behind the Sword Servant Country, with only two Heavenly Immortal Realm experts and about a dozen True Immortal Realm experts, could still achieve minor victories in local conflicts against the Sky Amber Monastery’s force, nurturers of a flock of Golden Immortal Realm fiends.

In blunt terms, the Sword Servant Country was merely the ‘grass by the rabbit’s den,’ meant to conceal the entrance.

Li Ping’an was drifting leisurely in the sky when he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

Huh?

The power of the Heavenly Dao?

Li Ping’an focused intently, it seemed…

maybe…

this could be…

Qia Feng the Daoist?

Yes!

That’s right!

The Heavenly Dao’s mark can’t be wrong!

The other party was within ten thousand miles of himself!

In this place, free of the disturbances of powerful experts’ Dao Charm, the relatively sparse Spiritual Energy, compared to the main world, was like a clear spring where one could easily see to the bottom.

The Guiding Fifth Disciple, a Daluo Golden Immortal from behind the Heaven of Ten Thousand Demons!

He was deep within the Xiangtu Country, in the continuous mountains in the northwest of the Misty Realm!

Li Ping’an’s eyes narrowed, and a wisp of solitary smoke flew out from the white cloud, quietly sneaking towards the northwest.

“Guiling Uncle Master.”

“What’s up?” Guilingling replied groggily.

“Prepare to strike at the enemy!”

Guilingling’s spirits lifted!