Immortal Father
Chapter 782 - 782 273 Land of Divine Punishment All Spirits Cease Fire_2

782: Chapter 273 Land of Divine Punishment, All Spirits Cease Fire_2 782: Chapter 273 Land of Divine Punishment, All Spirits Cease Fire_2 “Uncle Guiling is the best at defense, and if he can save the lives of the various sea creatures here later, that would be an act of merit!”

A fervor suddenly appeared in Immortal Huanglong’s eyes.

Guilingling asked, “Can I injure them, then?”

Li Ping’an instructed, “It’s fine as long as you don’t kill them.”

“Alright!”

“Moreover, the intelligence of the Ocean Race is generally not too high, otherwise they wouldn’t have been so easily deceived by the Demon Race,” Li Ping’an said softly, “The two uncles should prevail with wisdom, delay for as long as possible.

Heavenly Emperor is responsible for getting the Dragon Clan’s elite to return early, and we are in charge of delaying the Ocean Race’s offensive, leaving a buffer for both sides.”

“Good!”

Guiling and Immortal Huanglong each used a stealth spell and left the Crystal Palace in different directions.

Having traveled only a short distance, Guilingling suddenly realized something.

Won’t there be nobody left to protect the great-nephew this way?

“Is he capable?”

Concerned, Guilingling glanced back at the Crystal Palace before turning to hurry towards the Dragon Tomb.

In the Crystal Palace.

Li Ping’an rubbed his nose and revealed a slight smile, then added another layer, a ghost mask, over the half-face armor.

The Ocean Race had not yet had time to clear the battlefield as they still had to deal with the hundreds of dragons inside the Dragon Tomb.

This is the Crystal Palace of the ancient overlords!

‘My apologies.’

His figure flashed, transforming into a small, nimble fish that floated toward the numerous scattered treasure piles.

The Cangyue Bead was already by his side, with the youth on the Cangyue Bead full of admiration, guiding Li Ping’an in the search for treasure vaults undiscovered by the Ocean Race.

Many of the treasures here are of little use to the Ocean Race.

But to his ‘almost’ top-tier Artifact Refining master’s eyes, they are all rare and precious finds.

Li Ping’an was selective, avoiding the flashy but insubstantial items and the priceless unique treasures, only picking out what he could use or what was scarce for the Human Race.

Moreover, he didn’t take too much of any single treasure, effectively avoiding any rage from the Dragon Clan later on.

Those few Storage Treasures earlier taken by the Ocean Race…

Were completely insignificant!

…

A short while later.

The fish Li Ping’an had transformed into left the Crystal Palace.

It wasn’t that he understood contentment or caution, it was simply that…

he hadn’t brought enough Storage Treasures, and the Cangyue Bead was already filled to the brim.

Li Ping’an had only visited a third of the Crystal Palace.

There were one hundred and eight treasure vaults hidden within the Crystal Palace; the Ocean Race had found less than a tenth of them, but with the guidance of the Cangyue Bead, Li Ping’an had entered half of the vaults.

The Dragon Clan liked to collect treasures, and many of the collected items were either not currently useful or were purely ornamental.

The gains this time were already incredibly substantial; Li Ping’an even thought of leaving it all behind.

But he looked at the prosperous and peaceful underwater world, sighed softly, and still headed towards the Dragon Tomb.

The magical combat near the Dragon Tomb was very fierce.

The closer to the Dragon Tomb, the clearer the collision of the laws generated by the clashes of the Great Dao became.

Thanks to the magic artifacts he had previously sent out in the shape of little fish, he had been keeping an eye on the situation there; Guilingling had already released her Great Turtle Shell.

Just as Li Ping’an expected;

Guilingling’s Great Turtle Shell, sturdy enough to withstand the siege of several Western Sect experts and countless ferocious demons, remained immovable against the relentless attacks of the Ocean Race, Half-Dragon Race, and Jiaolong guards, and the countless dragon and snake creatures’ impacts.

The most infuriating part was Guilingling’s leisurely attitude at the moment.

She had set up a tea table inside the turtle shell, placed a heater, and was now elegantly kneeling beside the tea table, occasionally brewing a cup of tea for herself, her adorable face showing hints of intoxication.

Those experts outside were furious, wishing they could tear down the entire trench.

But Guilingling’s turtle shell could expand or contract.

At the moment, it could be said that she was protecting the Dragon Tomb, or rather, that she had used her turtle shell to surround the Ocean Race’s top combatants.

Li Ping’an scrutinized carefully and quickly noticed that the only Daluo Golden Immortal from the side of the Ocean Race coalition, who was maintaining her Innate Dao Body, was meditating slightly behind the front lines.

The old woman’s hands had been pierced with two transparent holes, remnants of fierce sword intent lingering on them.

Clearly, she had been wounded by the Immortal Sword.

‘Where’s Immortal Huanglong?

Tied up again?’

Li Ping’an searched around carefully.

The body transformed into a small fish had reached above the trench, but he still couldn’t spot Immortal Huanglong’s presence.

Li Ping’an couldn’t help but worry a bit more.

He searched everywhere, and although he initially planned to hide on the edge of the trench, he now circumvented the tens of thousands of Ocean Race soldiers from a distance and entered the trench from a far position, rushing along the bottom of the trench towards the location of the Dragon Tomb.

It wasn’t until Li Ping’an neared the Magical Combat area that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Immortal Huanglong had gone inside the Dragon Tomb.

Within the warm yellow array light wall, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon that Immortal Huanglong had transformed into was circling close to the wall, with the members of the Dragon Clan constantly racing within.

It seemed this was the Dragon Clan’s way of communicating.

‘Not tied up, probably no fight, that’s good.’

Li Ping’an simply hid in the trench.

He quite envied Guiling.

Powerful, simple-minded, carefree.

But he wasn’t doing badly now;

Although caught in the gaps between the many major powers, needing to maintain a delicate balance carefully and facing challenges from ambitious beings of the Desolate Era…

Alright, let’s continue to envy Guilingling.

Another couple of hours passed.

“If you’re tired, you can take a rest,”

Guilingling said cheerfully,

“I am here under the orders of our Heavenly Emperor to persuade you all to cease the fighting and promote peace.”

“The Dragon Tomb is a sacred site of the Dragon Clan.”

“If you take advantage of the chaos to disrupt the Crystal Palace, you might still find a path to survival, but if you break through the Dragon Tomb, then you are truly committing to a fight to the death with the Dragon Clan.”