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Chapter 868 - 868 303 Ping'an Comprehends the Way of All Beings!

868: Chapter 303 Ping’an Comprehends the Way of All Beings!

[Three More Updates, Requesting Votes]_2 868: Chapter 303 Ping’an Comprehends the Way of All Beings!

[Three More Updates, Requesting Votes]_2 To protect the homeland and to counter the invaders, this was righteousness;

But in this war that extended from ancient times, was the Human Race absolutely righteous, or did they harbor evil?

Many of these Demon Race members had cultivated themselves by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon and were recruited by great demons into their grotto-heavens; were such beings truly evil?

“It’s simply a matter of different perspectives.”

Li Ping’an pondered quietly.

In that flat boat above the Ninth Heaven, Li Ping’an was enveloped by the powerful force of the Heavenly Dao, which continually transformed, revealing the situation of almost the entire battlefield.

What Li Ping’an did not know was that the battle had been ongoing for several days.

The Human Race launched a frontal assault;

Under the orchestration of the Western Sect, the Demon Race gathered forces from the Western Continent to resist the Human Race’s advance and traditionally began raids on the northern segment of East Continent by the shores of the East Sea.

At this moment, the flat boat no longer bore the presence of Qing Su.

As a Golden Immortal of the Human Race, she couldn’t help but join the battle less than half a day after it started.

Li Ping’an had the formidable Zi Yao Xianzi and Guilingling by his side, so Qing Su didn’t need to worry too much about the safety of her disciple.

“What is our great apprentice-nephew contemplating?”

Guilingling sat on her turtle shell, tilting her head to observe the Dao Charm rippling around Li Ping’an.

Zi Yao Xianzi couldn’t help but sigh softly.

She did not answer Guilingling’s question but instead said,

“It’s truly intriguing; he was not born with the fate of a Heavenly Emperor, yet he has surpassed beings with such destined fates.”

“What are you talking about?

Zi Yao, are you speaking in your sleep?”

“It’s just that I am amazed by his astounding perceptiveness—perhaps, it’s not merely a matter of perceptiveness.”

A flicker of extraordinary colors danced in Zi Yao’s phoenix eyes:

“He not only resonates with the Heavenly Dao but also mutually influences it.

Comparatively, Emperor Jun, in his days, was far inferior in comprehending the Heavenly Dao.”

Guilingling rolled her eyes.

How come they never managed to see eye to eye?

Zi Yao didn’t pay much attention to the battle below but instead gazed at Li Ping’an, quietly contemplating something.

Her thoughts merely circulated around the treasure pool in the Western Kunlun Secret Realm.

‘He reprimanded me last time, but it was also a guidance.’

‘I nearly chose the wrong path.

The Heavenly Dao stands above all beings but is intimately related to them all.’

‘The chance for my sanctification is not found in the Heavenly Court, but among the beings—close to them like Nüwa… Such closeness is against my preference as beings harbor evil thoughts.’

‘Teacher, I somewhat regret not leaving with you that day… However, once he establishes the Heavenly Court, I should also have some opportunities.’

The Queen Mother pondered quietly.

On the long axis of the ages, the great battle in the Western Continent continuously progressed;

On the long axis of the cosmos, the battlefront kept moving north.

Millions of creatures from the Immortal Realm slaughtered each other on the lands of the Western Continent, and the commanding general behind this great battle continually tested the waters.

Behind the Demon Race, it seemed as if the shadow of the Calamity Master appeared, coldly laughing and casually moving pieces;

Behind the Human Race, the figure of Fenghou appeared, continuously analyzing calmly, meticulously extrapolating, as the Eight Trigrams Plate sent out Jade Talismans, controlling the armies.

Finally,

on the twelfth day of the great battle, there was a brief respite.

The Human Race stopped their advancement, the Demon Race quickly set up camp, both sides tallied their casualties and gathered their Magic Artifacts.

The Demon Race lost thousands of miles of territory, while the Human Race’s celestial soldiers had breached the wastelands and started to assault the core territories of several major Demon Race powers.

The Human Race had dozens of Golden Immortals fallen, and the Demon Race saw dozens of Demon Kings perish.

However, this did not result in the so-called ‘situation’ where the lands of the Western Continent were dyed red; except for small localized areas, there were no scenes of ‘rivers of blood.’

Compared to the fighting between celestial soldiers, demon soldiers, and demon beasts, what affected the heaven and earth more were the battles between beings above the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

The increase in karma for the Human Race and the Demon Race from this war mostly stemmed from the latter.

Above the Ninth Heaven, Li Ping’an’s enlightenment continued unabated.

Zi Yao Xianzi and Guilingling both noticed that among the shadows that appeared around Li Ping’an, there was the familiar silhouette of someone they knew well.

“Ah!

It’s Qing Qing!”

…

Suddenly resonating with his own master, Li Ping’an nearly fell from his state of enlightenment.

But swiftly, he stabilized his Dao heart, maintaining his state of not being swayed by external joys or sorrows, aiming to pass by his master.

Then he heard…

“Did Xiao Longnu and Yang Guo really have romantic feelings for each other?”

Qing Su, in a pristine white dress and holding the Ice Blue Immortal Sword that was unstained by demon blood, stood quietly behind a few elderly Golden Immortals of the Human Race, awaiting her next command to attack.

She gazed toward the distant hills, thinking to herself.

Li Ping’an’s Dao heart trembled slightly.

Although he wanted to leave, he always wished to resonate with his master for a bit longer.

He was quite curious about the answer, the answer that his master understood.

However, whether it was due to Qing Su’s emotions not having too obvious fluctuations, or because she thought about issues more slowly, Li Ping’an seemed to have waited for a long time before he heard his master’s soft sigh.

“There must be some, after all, being together day and night, Xiao Longnu probably also felt loneliness.”

Li Ping’an inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

His reaction, however, was noticed by both Zi Yao and Guilingling.

Li Ping’an intended to continue his enlightenment, and thus must leave, but Qing Su’s third musing drifted over.

‘How could a master harbor such thoughts toward a disciple…’

Times passed.

A fourth thought drifted through her mind.

‘How does the disciple view me…’

Li Ping’an truly could no longer continue listening, or he might just stay there, wasting this rare opportunity for enlightenment.

Thus, Li Ping’an inwardly apologized to his master and quietly departed, taking with him the ripples in his Dao heart, continuing to wander on the battlefield that had ceased fighting.