Immortal Father
Chapter 878 - 878 307 The Self-moving Immortal Armor's First Show of Ferocity

878: Chapter 307: The Self-moving Immortal Armor’s First Show of Ferocity 878: Chapter 307: The Self-moving Immortal Armor’s First Show of Ferocity Li Ping’an said that others might not be able to detect him, but it wasn’t because he was planting flags, nor was it due to overconfidence.

Others indeed found it difficult to notice Li Ping’an’s trail.

There was no other reason; he had again used the “Sleeve Drilling Technique” and even drilled into Guilingling’s sleeve.

Guilingling was a Jie Sect disciple and shouldn’t have been directly involved in the war.

Because in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, war itself does not distinguish between good and evil.

Soldiers on both sides were merely executing their commander’s orders, and the commanders considered their own side’s interests; if Guilingling took action to kill Demon Race troops, destroying the surface of the earth, she would also have to bear the corresponding karma.

With Jie Sect already in a precarious situation and karma difficult to repay, letting Guilingling kill Demon Race soldiers and Asuras…

In Li Ping’an’s view, it was somewhat unrighteous.

But no matter, Guilingling possessed exceptional defensive capabilities.

She didn’t need to kill directly; merely defending without attacking was enough to give the opponent a headache.

Now, with Li Ping’an hiding in her sleeve, he could safely tinker with his Self-moving Immortal Armor.

Guilingling actually felt a bit uncomfortable.

She liked wearing short skirts, which typically came with short sleeves, and now she had to be careful raising her arms, lest she accidentally injure ‘Jie Sect’s hope’ between her arm and side chest with a pinching wound.

As for what she was going to do next, Guilingling had a clear understanding—she would simply act together with Qing Su.

The Human Race quickly made various preparations.

Fenghou devised a plan akin to the Empty Fort Strategy.

Moreover, to guard against a Demon Race surprise attack, the Human Race’s three main camps in the north and south, along with hundreds of sub-camps, were on high alert, and began mobilizing simultaneously.

Li Ping’an was quite surprised at this.

Simultaneously mobilizing millions of celestial soldiers and Qi Cultivators of the Human Race across three regions in the north and south was actually very difficult to achieve; it required not just the cooperation of Immortal Techniques, but also skilled middle and basic layer commanders.

Each sub-camp was prepared to retreat at any moment.

The three main camps at the forefront were now eerily empty, not even a patrolling celestial soldier was left behind.

In the southwestern corner of the Xuanyuan Main Camp.

Li Ping’an and his group gathered inside a small tent, where Zi Yao Xianzi had changed into a white dress associated with a healing fairy, and Qing Su, Guiling, and the four trusted aides had donned the standard Immortal Armors of celestial soldiers.

Zi Yao Xianzi asked, “Will the enemy really walk into such an obvious trap and raid our camp?”

Feng Tingzhu stepped forward with folded hands to salute, speaking softly, “Xianzi need not worry, although the Demon Race is cunning, according to past experiences, the simpler the trap, the more likely they are to deliberately fall into it.”

Feng Zhansiang also said, “We have not clashed with the Asura Race before, so this is also a probe, mainly to avoid the first wave of stealth attacks.

A pulled punch can be thrown with even more force.”

“I am not skilled in military formations,” Zi Yao Xianzi said softly, “thank you both for clarifying.”

Qing Su looked at Guiling and asked, “Disciple, are we going to kill the enemy later?”

“Master, don’t rush too far forward.”

Li Ping’an’s voice came from over Guilingling’s shoulder:

“The battle power of the Asura Race is said to be very strong, especially after they’re bathed in blood.

Asuras can also go berserk and such.

“The other side has Chiyou…

but it seems Chiyou has gone mad.

“There’s a Calamity Venerate over there, who is exceptionally malicious.

Who knows what poison plots he’ll use this time, how could he let the Asura Race raid the camp alone?

There must be a strategy involved.”

The crowd recalled the two ancient fragments that had struck the earth and began to feel somewhat tense.

Zi Yao Xianzi took out a Precious Mirror and shook it gently a few times.

The mirror projected a transparent ‘screen,’ which displayed four separate images.

The upper-left corner showed:

Tens of thousands of Asuras were racing close to the ground, with a dozen Eight-Armed Asuras leading them, their aura incredibly profound; the dozen or so silver-haired women interspersed with them were likewise not to be underestimated.

In the upper-right corner:

The Human Emperor’s vast camp was brightly lit but tranquil.

The two images below showed the current state of the camps of the Demon Race and the Western Sect’s Dao Soldiers; both sides were quiet, not a single ghostly shadow to be seen.

Feng Tingzhu exclaimed, “When did the Demon Race troops move?”

Zi Yao replied, “There are grand formations on the outside, this Precious Mirror can see through the illusions they create.”

“No need to worry, the Human Emperor must have noticed,” Li Ping’an said, “To be safe, would Uncle Guiling please pass a message to Fenghou?

The Asura Race’s display could well be a feint, but it might also be a cover-up; for now, we can’t determine the whereabouts of the Demon Race’s main force.”

“Okay!”

Guilingling crisply complied.

After closing her eyes and pursing her lips for a few breaths, she smiled and said:

“I’ve sent the message!

Why does Fenghou like wearing flower crowns?

It looks so strange!”

“That’s the attire of the ancient Human Race,” Qing Su said with a slight smile in her eyes, speaking softly, “Wearing a flower crown represents being bathed in praise and renown.”

“Oh, I see!”

Guilingling blinked and said, “Then later I’ll also get one for my great master nephew!

One in pink!”

The atmosphere in the tent became much lighter.

Li Ping’an glanced at the Self-moving Immortal Armors he was carrying and began infusing them with the Heavenly Dao’s merit, actively summoning The Faceless One to inquire about something.

The Heavenly Dao is unfeeling and ungendered; could it then control these Self-moving Immortal Armors?

This could solve a part of the early troop issue for the Heavenly Court.

Since these Self-moving Immortal Armors were limited by material, their power wasn’t too strong; with so many Great Powers watching over the heavens and earth, there was no worry of the Self-moving Immortal Armors combined with the Heavenly Dao causing any trouble.

Not to mention, if the Heavenly Dao wanted to chastise living beings, it would be more direct and less effortful to bring down divine lightning.

Faced with the question posed by Li Ping’an.

The Faceless One seemed stumped, quietly using the Heavenly Dao to calculate for a long time, apparently assessing the various problems this action would cause at all future moments.