Immortal Father
Chapter 882 - 882 308 If obtained the celestial armor would be 3000000_2

882: Chapter 308: If obtained, the celestial armor would be 3,000,000_2 882: Chapter 308: If obtained, the celestial armor would be 3,000,000_2 The next instant, Li Ping’an’s spirit platform trembled, and a beam of golden light disappeared.

On the battlefield in the Misty Realm, the Ten Heavenly Lords had many revelations at the bottom of their hearts, now aware of Li Ping’an setting up the “Heavenly Dao Sanctuary.”

The Ten Heavenly Lords, who were initially hesitant about causing such vast slaughter, saw no need for mercy anymore, and fully unleashed the might of the Ten Absolute Formations.

The vicious demons and Dao Soldiers attacking the Misty Realm ended up with less than ten percent escaping.

The Intercepting Sect Immortal displayed divine prowess, leaving the Witch Clan, who had not had their fill of battle, howling chaotically, and also leaving the various Immortals, who hadn’t had a chance to make a move, feeling bored.

It was all over in half an hour.

No more visions of the Misty Realm, cast by the Heavenly Dao, appeared in the depths of Li Ping’an’s heart.

Clearly, the battle in the Misty Realm was over.

The primary reason for such victory was the sheer concentration of combat power in the tiny expanse of the Misty Realm.

Later, as the Misty Realm began to expand, its forces would naturally spread out, and more challenges were bound to arise.

Li Ping’an kept a thread of his mind focused on the encirclement battle at the Xuanyuan army camp.

The fierce battle lasted half an hour, with the Asura suffering thirty percent casualties, and many of the Human Race’s generals and soldiers sustaining heavy injuries.

But overall, the losses were within an acceptable range, with the Human Race’s advantage growing rapidly like a snowball.

Suddenly, a dragon’s roar sounded.

Xuanyuan Huangdi’s Xuanyuan Sword burst forth with thousands of rays of dawn light, beheading one of the eight war generals under the Ancient Minghe.

The morale of the Human Race soared.

The generals and soldiers charged forward valiantly, with many old Golden Immortals wildly brandishing their beards and hair, as if they were ready to devour these Asuras whole.

Black Clouds suddenly appeared on the side of the Human Camp, and hundreds of vicious demons materialized, charging at the encirclement formed by the Human Race.

Several Eight-Armed Asuras let out indistinguishable cries, and the group of Asuras began to rush toward the direction of the vicious demons.

A cold light flashed in Li Ping’an’s eyes.

Slaying Asuras recognized by Heavenly Dao with the power of Heavenly Dao was considered ‘private use of a public instrument’;

But why couldn’t the power of Heavenly Dao be used against these Calamity demons fostered by the Western Sect?

Li Ping’an immediately called out, “Uncle Spirit Master!”

Mother Gui Ling, who was almost dozing off, jolted awake, “What’s up?”

“We…”

Before Li Ping’an could speak further, a sound of drums and gongs came from deep within the camp.

Were they signaling to retreat?

The Human Race’s experts and various Immortal soldiers quickly pulled back, without hesitation, disappearing into the thick fog.

Li Ping’an had to suppress the Heavenly Dao power he had already gathered and said to Mother Gui Ling, “We can retreat now, eighty percent of the Self-moving Immortal Armor has been lost.”

“Okay!”

Mother Gui Ling replied crisply, looking up at the Soul-Cleaving Banner above the Self-moving Immortal Armor.

She whispered softly, “Hey, great-nephew, can I borrow this banner to play with for a few days?”

Li Ping’an said nothing, handed the Soul-Cleaving Banner to Gui Ling, and instructed the Artifact Spirit of the banner to obey Mother Gui Ling’s commands.

“Uncle, don’t harm innocent spirits.

The Soul-Cleaving Banner has the ability to capture souls; any lives it takes, the karma will be accounted for us both.”

“No problem!

Hehe!

I’ve never had such a powerful treasure!

Just by activating it, a chilly wind blows—so imposing!”

Mother Gui Ling inspected the dark little banner, turning it over in her hands, her big eyes shining.

The vicious demons that came to the Asuras’ aid immediately covered their retreat.

In the high sky, Ancient Minghe roared unwillingly, turning to flee and cursing the Xuan Du Da Fa Shi for ‘only relying on the power of a supreme treasure.’

To this, Li Ping’an felt even more wary of Ancient Minghe.

After all, what really blocked Ancient Minghe was one of the ‘Open Heaven Three Treasures,’ the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Tai Chi Diagram.

(Note: The Tai Chi Diagram, Pangu Banner, and Donghuang Bell are referred to as the Open Heaven Three Treasures.)

The fog quickly dissipated, and Li Ping’an looked at the camp, mostly destroyed, with corpses strewn everywhere, and felt a deep sense of loss.

Without asking, he knew why his side’s commander had let the Asura escape.

The reason was simple; the casualties were too heavy.

This place was the main force of the Human Race’s army.

If the main force was crippled, even if they eliminated most of the Asura, the loss would not be worth the gain.

The voice of Fenghou reached Li Ping’an’s ears.

The main force of the Demon Race had appeared in the north, with powerful demons counterattacking two Human Race allied army camps.

The Human Race was forced to abandon the main camp in the northern region, retreating over the North Sea.

Shennong Shi had already led the troops to assist, and the main force of the Demon Race began a decisive retreat, perfectly coordinated with the Asura’s retreat.

Naturally, this was the handiwork of the Calamity Honored One.

…

The next day.

The Xuanyuan army camp had returned to peace, patrols of Immortal soldiers marched through the heavens and the earth.

The only remnants of the previous battle were the bodies covered in white cloth on the western side of the camp.

Li Ping’an stood above the tent, looking at the sight of bodies being consumed by true fire, he sighed deeply in his heart and turned to re-enter the tent.

Xing He and Xinghan stood guard outside the tent door, while Feng Tingzhu actively lifted the curtain.

Li Ping’an returned to his cushion to rest and meditate, while Zi Yao Xianzi, beside him, intensely read a book, completing the homework assigned by Holy Mother Nuwa.

Qing Su was surrounded by icy blue fairy light, meditating in a corner.

At that moment, Li Ping’an wished to share his experiences using the Self-moving Immortal Armor with someone.

He glanced around and set his sights on Guilingling, who was sound asleep on the soft couch.

“Uncle Spirit Master, Uncle Spirit Master?

How can you sleep at this age!”

“Hm?”

Guilingling rubbed her eyes and yawned drowsily,

“Are they attacking again?”

Just as Li Ping’an was about to speak, his Immortal Consciousness saw Xuanyuan Huangdi and Fenghou approaching on a cloud.

He casually pressed down on Guilingling’s eyes and gently slid them shut, speaking softly but aimlessly,

“Go to sleep, all’s well.

I just wanted to remind you that sleeping on your front isn’t good for your development.”