Chapter 1361: Chapter 487: The Spirit in the Coffin Emerges! (Part 2)

Kunpeng remained silent.

Maitreya said again, “Fellow Daoist, have you perhaps mastered the secret technique of the second Primordial Spirit?”

Kunpeng’s eyes were full of vigilance.

Maitreya laughed and said, “Fellow Daoist, you need not worry. This matter was recounted by a high personage. If your second Primordial Spirit technique is aided by the Chaos Bell, wouldn’t you quickly obtain a great army of Innate Gods and Demons?”

Kunpeng pondered slightly, “What do you want?”

Maitreya smiled and said, “The Heavenly Dao.”

“The Heavenly Dao?”

“Indeed,” Maitreya said calmly, “Only the Heavenly Dao can allow all beings of heaven and earth to enter the Divine Kingdom together, avoiding the ultimate disaster of returning to silence, and only the Heavenly Dao can let the West prosper. But the current Heavenly Dao is not yet perfect, and the Heavenly Court is just being established.”

Kunpeng’s eyes were full of sarcasm, “You want to be the Heavenly Emperor?”

Maitreya shook his head and said, “What this Poor Daoist aims for, fellow Daoist will know in the future. Fellow Daoist would not refuse such a good thing, would you? You need only to use the Great Demons to constrain the Taoist Sect’s immortals; this Poor Daoist will lure Xuanyuan Huangdi and Shennong Shi to the Sea of Blood and slaughter them outright.”

Kunpeng said smoothly, “Are you aware that if a violent turmoil occurs at the edges of the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth, too many Innate Gods and Demons gathering will attract those Chaotic Behemoths? They are the true rulers of the Chaos Sea.”

“The Taiqing Sect Leader has already sanctified; why should fellow Daoist worry needlessly?”

“Oh? Since Taiqing has sanctified, if I go to Xuan Capital City to perpetrate evil, how could Taiqing spare me?”

“Rest assured, fellow Daoist, Taiqing is momentarily immobile,” Maitreya said, “Fellow Daoist only needs to act on the edge of heaven and earth. Meanwhile, this Poor Daoist intends to go to the Sea of Blood to kill the Human Emperor.”

“In that case, let me consider this for a time.”

“If fellow Daoist agrees, send two Phoenix feathers to this place.”

Maitreya said leisurely,

“This Poor Daoist must also unite forces between heaven and earth to let others know that fellow Daoist has gained the body of the Primordial Phoenix.”

“Humph!” Kunpeng said coldly, “Your second apprentice is still in my hands.”

“Him? Just a waste. Being at fellow Daoist’s behest is a fortune his hundred lifetimes could never attain.”

Whiz!

The scene suddenly vanished.

Li Ping’an muttered, “Behind Maitreya is indeed Hongjun, to kill the Human Emperor to centralize power in the Heavenly Court, to extinguish Minghe, and establish reincarnation to perfect the Heavenly Dao, then… he wants to take the fruits? Next, he wants to kill me?”

“As for the specifics, I don’t know either.”

The spirit within the coffin smiled and shook its head:

“Hongjun has been plotting some things since ancient times, but the occurrence of these three recent events has made him resolve to break with me.

“If I put myself in his place to reflect on my own actions, the regretful thing must be the breaking of the Creation Jade Disc, which cost him the chance to merge with the Dao.

“Analyzing from this perspective, Hongjun’s goal becomes clear.”

Li Ping’an frowned tightly, “Please, teacher, enlighten me.”

“He wants to walk another path of transcendence, just as I once showed him; in world lines parallel to the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth, there is a possibility for a Hedao Hongjun to transcend.”

The spirit within the coffin spoke nonchalantly:

“I estimate that he will find a way to banish me from this self-governed heaven and earth and then seize control of the Heavenly Dao himself.

“He is likely attempting to control you, through your weaknesses.

“In fact, he has already begun to act.”

Li Ping’an murmured to himself, “My weakness? Ningning?”

“Your father.”

The spirit within the coffin tapped the low table with a finger, and on the table, immortal light shimmered, revealing three scenes.

The central, largest Cloud Mirror displayed the great battle at Xuan Capital City.

The entire Xuan Capital City had been plunged into the world; a huge breach appeared in the Heaven and Earth Array, with countless streams of light flickering incessantly in the dark void.

The immortals of the Taoist Sect gathered at the breach of the Heaven and Earth Array, throwing out magical treasures and unleashing divine skills.

Innumerable Innate Gods and Demons roamed outside the heaven and earth, continuously attempting to charge at the breach, only to be met with ferocious repulsion every time.

There already lay over twenty corpses of Great Gods and Demons spanning the chaotic aura.

Only the pitch-black Phoenix was unafraid of the suppressive forces of the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth.

Upon seeing this, Li Ping’an’s Dao heart slightly stabilized.

Kunpeng has no way to solve the problem of the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth’s suppression of Innate Gods and Demons. So even if Xuan Capital City is shattered, it doesn’t matter; constructing another Xuan Capital City with great divine power is not a difficult task.

As long as those Great Gods and Demons cannot enter, it’s well enough.

However, looking at this scene, it feels somewhat absurd, with incongruities mixed within the absurdity.

Is Kunpeng merely venting his wrath?

The conspiracy between Kunpeng and Maitreya is finished; Maitreya clearly failed. Why hasn’t Kunpeng retreated?

Looking to the left scene, it showed the situation of the Blood Sea.

Countless figures stood in the air above the Blood Sea, centered on Xuanyuan Huangdi;

A Lotus Dais floated on the surface of the Blood Sea, with Houtu seated in its center, surrounded by warm yellow immortal light. Li Ping’an’s original self sat at the edge of the Lotus Dais, holding a fishing rod in contemplation.

Li Ping’an viewed his own countenance, still considered handsome, with slight unease.

The bottom of the Blood Sea continued to have many sages besieging Ancestor Minghe, the grand scene remained the same.

The third collapse of Ancestor Minghe was not far off.

However, when Li Ping’an looked at the right scene, his pupils shrank, and he instinctively stood up.

The right scene revealed a corner of the Heavenly Court.

His father, Li Dazhi, was riding a cloud towards an Immortal Palace, using an illusionary spell to hide his tracks, looking worried and serious.

“This!”

Li Ping’an immediately became anxious:

“Where is my father going? Why did he leave the Tong Ming Palace by himself!”

“Hongjun just sent a message.”

Immediately, his spiritual projection was about to dive back into the little crab’s body, and his mind was moving to the second deputy Primordial Spirit left in the Heavenly Court.

But as soon as Li Ping’an made a move, the little crab was lightly tapped with a chopstick, knocking his Primordial Spirit’s projection back out.