Immortal Father
Chapter 940 - 940 328 I Want to See the Heavenly Emperor!

940: Chapter 328 I Want to See the Heavenly Emperor!

940: Chapter 328 I Want to See the Heavenly Emperor!

Daoist Luya manipulated this puppet, and it did not come peacefully.

Just as the call “Where is the Heavenly Emperor” rang out and before it reached Li Ping’an’s ears, a dark shadow appeared behind the Loose Cultivator.

The shadow revealed its true form as a Witch Clan’s great witch, grabbing the old Daoist by his neck.

“How audacious!”

The great witch, responsible for guarding the outskirts of the Misty Realm today, loudly reprimanded:

“Smelling you gives off a festering old demon scent!

Truly, your body was overtaken!

And you thought you could assassinate His Majesty with such little strength?”

Then the great witch vigorously shook the old Daoist’s Dao Body, causing the old Daoist to rapidly wither.

Streams of light flew from the edge of the earth.

Two squads of celestial soldiers stationed nearby quickly ascended and arranged into battle formations;

Mirthful immortals who were either visiting nearby towns or trading continuously rushed over to the scene.

Within two breaths’ time, Mountain God Tian Hu, responsible for patrolling the Misty Realm today, rushed over, grabbed the old Daoist—now lacking Daoist Luya’s Primordial Spirit, and shook him vigorously as well.

Tian Hu’s rugged, broad face was full of regret as he muttered:

“This Heavenly Immortal is beyond saving, find a place to cremate—err, burn him!

“This is just a corpse; his Primordial Spirit was obliterated during the possession, and the controlling Primordial Spirit has also fled.”

“Fled?”

The great witch who intervened bulged his eyes and hurriedly said:

“My, my, this is my issue, I’m not sensitive to matters regarding Primordial Spirits.”

The immortals all showed faces of regret.

The immortals who came to watch the commotion began to shake their heads and leave.

Above the clouds near the Palace of the Heavenly Court,

Li Ping’an, Immortal Huanglong, and Li Dazhi exchanged glances.

Li Dazhi asked: “Who was shouting for you just now?”

“I don’t know.

Before I could sense it, the presence was gone,” Li Ping’an shook his head,” Was it an assassin sent by the Western Sect?

Don’t they know our Misty Realm has a well-established defense system?”

Immortal Huanglong asked, “Could it be following that old crow?”

“Possibly.”

Li Ping’an smiled and said:

“Let’s not bother with such trivial matters.

Let’s leave it to them to handle.

Dad, I have something great to show you!”

Li Dazhi asked reflexively, “What’s great?

Some unwashed baby diapers?”

Li Ping’an:…

“Look at you rushing me!

Having children as an immortal is not easy!

You’re putting a lot of pressure on me and Ningning!”

“Ah, ah, my bad.”

Li Dazhi waved his hand and smiled:

“Just do your best.

These matters are left to fate.

We father and son are nearly at the realm of Longevity Golden Immortal.

“What’s the great thing?”

Li Ping’an smiled, “I’ve been inspired to design some Magic Artifacts, just step inside and you’ll see!

They’re still in development, but once Senior Xu Sheng and Brother Xu have trained the Human Race Artifact Refiners to create Self-moving Immortal Armor and Self-destructing Immortal Armor, I’ll have them develop this set of Magic Artifact systems!”

Li Dazhi looked dubious.

“Can it earn Spirit Stones?”

“Can you ask something a little less worldly once in a while?

This is about striving for a new era in the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth!”

“Oh, look at that, the Heavenly Emperor’s ideological awareness isn’t bad, now teaching this Heavenly Master!”

“Heavenly Master is not used that way!”

“See, as long as you understand what it means.”

Father and son chatted and laughed as they entered the Immortal Palaces.

Immortal Huanglong glanced at the corner where the disturbance just occurred, shook his head slightly, and muttered “What cultivation dares to intrude the Misty Realm,” his figure floating forward, freeloadingly.

…

Daoist Luya, emerging from the Void, narrowed his eyes at the Misty Realm that appeared like a hazy spot of light in the distance.

Great witch?

The strength couldn’t be described simply by Dao Realm, but if Daoist Luya wasn’t mistaken, this great witch should be one of the few great witches of the Witch Clan today.

If there were two races Daoist Luya detested the most, it was the Witch Clan and Human Race that toppled the Heavenly Court.

But compared to the Human Race, Daoist Luya loathed the Witch Clan more.

The Human Race toppled the Heavenly Court because his father the emperor had once ordered the massacre of the human race, and every cause has its effect, which Daoist Luya could accept.

But the Witch Clan, these great witches, were harmless to the Heavenly Court yet antagonized the Ancient Heavenly Court continuously!

During the Ten Days Mirth, Kuafu tried to race the ten suns, ultimately dying from thirst.

The Great witch Houyi blamed the ten suns, and when the ten suns appeared together to scorch the tribes that defied the Heavenly Emperor’s decree, Houyi launched a sudden attack…

Leaving him the sole survivor out of his ten brothers!

Daoist Luya drew a soft breath, his eyes filled with contemplation.

Things seemed more complicated than he thought.

‘For now, bear no grudges against the Witch Clan, once this Poor Daoist accomplishes his mission, the Witch Clan will not be a concern.’

He couldn’t help but curse inwardly:

‘The Western Sect is truly useless, plotting against the Witch Clan for so long, only to let this Human Race Heavenly Emperor reap the benefits…

This cannot really blame the incompetence of the Western Sect since the Heavenly Dao maintains dominion effortlessly.’

‘Nonetheless, this Poor Daoist still needs to talk with this new Heavenly Emperor.

If we can reach an agreement, many matters henceforth will be simplified.’

‘If this new Heavenly Emperor is uncooperative, then this Poor Daoist might need to talk with the Calamity Master again.’

Daoist Luya pondered briefly.

He wanted to move forward, but paused as three sword intents crossed his path, causing his Dao Heart some unease.

‘If this Poor Daoist personally steps inside, though many experts here may not be able to detain this Poor Daoist, combined with those three Sect Hierarch sword intents, this Poor Daoist would indeed face trouble.’

He thought carefully, his gaze suddenly landing on a gigantic Silver Shuttle floating in the nearby Void.

The shuttle housed hundreds of Qi Cultivators, all Loose Cultivators from the East Continent.

Daoist Luya revealed a cold smile, a vague Three-legged Golden Crow mark flashing on his forehead.

A small bird flew out from his forehead and crossed the Void.