Invincible Dad

Chapter 868: The Agony of Living

Chapter 868: Chapter 868: The Agony of Living The man’s appearance was very ordinary, with no distinct features; he would never receive a second glance if he were lost in a crowd.

Yet, wearing a black robe, he was very conspicuous amidst the sea of white flowers.

Xu Lai saw him, and he saw Xu Lai.

Their eyes met in an instant.

That glance felt as if a million years had passed.

The Qingfeng Sword and the Eight Desolate Cauldron could sense the terrifying aura emanating from their respective Great Emperors, as if the two were... sparring?

"Tsk."

The spirit of the Qingfeng Sword smirked: "Xu Qingfeng bullying others now, huh?"

"?"

The Eight Desolate Cauldron glared angrily at the always gallant and beloved Qingfeng Sword sister: "My Great Emperor overpowers Xu Qingfeng!"

There we go.

Directly calling him by name.

Sikong Jiu’s aura quickly rose as he wanted to join in this bout, but the momentum he had just built up quickly subsided.

"What happened? It ended before it even started?" Chaos Three-leaf Clover muttered quietly.

"..."

Sikong Jiu explained seriously, "Do you know there’s a saying on Earth that goes, ’Some grass lives, but it has already died’?"

Chaos Three-leaf Clover shrank his neck, smiling apologetically: "Pardon me, Three-leaf here doesn’t speak well."

Sikong Jiu didn’t argue further, instead softly saying, "They were just probing each other; The Supreme Emperor... wouldn’t take advantage of others’ weaknesses."

"That’s true."

Chaos Three-leaf Clover nodded.

Upon entering the Emperor Realm space, even it could sense that Li Shenhuang’s vital energy was as vigorous as that of the Great Emperor Qingfeng.

Is this reasonable?

Not at all.

An Emperor Realm from more than eighty eras ago surviving until now is already incredible; how could his vitality compare to that of a Great Emperor in his prime?

So there’s only one possibility.

Li Shenhuang was at death’s door, and this was a flash of brilliance before death.

Therefore.

Even within the eye of the sea in the Emperor Realm space, a trace of aura was still sensed by the Eight Desolate Cauldron outside the eye.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the Eight Desolate Cauldron would never be able to detect it.

Thinking of this.

The Chaos Three-leaf Clover felt a bit sorry for the Eight Desolate Cauldron. Did this Emperor Artifact not think of this possibility, or was it unwilling to?

Three-leaf didn’t say more, silently standing behind Sikong Jiu.

...

Their gaze crossed.

As if a million years passed.

Xu Lai was the first to withdraw his gaze, speaking calmly: "The Immortal Domain is in chaos like a pot of porridge, yet Li Shenhuang has such elegant leisure."

"Hahaha."

Li Bahuang stood up.

The entire Emperor Realm space trembled.

If Xu Lai or Sikong Jiu were standing in the Northern Immortal Domain, they would notice the entire Spirit Vein in the Northern Immortal Domain simultaneously releasing a terrifying spiritual energy as if rejuvenated.

"Come, Little Cauldron."

Li Bahuang beckoned, and the form of the Eight Desolate Cauldron quickly shrank until it could be held in an adult’s palm.

He gently caressed the cauldron body, sighing: "Didn’t expect to see you alive, your nose is quite keen, aren’t you like a dog?"

The Eight Desolate Cauldron buzzed with joy.

Li Bahuang turned his head to look at Sikong Jiu, tilting his head: "It seems you have something of mine."

"...No."

"Yes."

"Truly no."

Sikong Jiu insisted definitively.

Li Bahuang said nothing, merely staring at him, until Sikong Jiu couldn’t stand it and had to bring out a spear.

Li Bahuang’s expression turned dark instantly: "I remember this spear was placed in my partner’s grave, secured with a restriction set personally by me."

"Indeed, it was quite difficult to enter."

Sikong Jiu sniffed and naturally, quickly moved behind Xu Lai, bringing along the Chaos Three-leaf Clover as well.

"Friend, that wasn’t very kind."

"I didn’t disturb your partner’s remains."

Sikong Jiu spoke solemnly: "Besides, has grave robbing for treasures not been around since ancient times? Why allow only descendants to rob ancestors’ graves, not the other way around? What logic is there to this!"

"I, Sikong Jiu, was born for the purpose of fairness as the Heavenly Dao! Moreover, how could the Heavenly Dao do anything lacking in virtue?"

"..."

Li Shenhuang was shocked by the senior’s brazen shamelessness, and even Xu Lai couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

"There you go, returning it to you now."

Sikong Jiu, with a calm demeanor, tossed the blood-red spear into the flower field, swaying alongside the white moon flowers.

"The legendary Jiu Kongsi, who rivaled Great Emperor Tiangui, turns out to be such an... interesting person."

Li Bahuang smiled bitterly, shaking his head: "I’ve truly learned something new today."

Jiu Kongsi of the First Era.

Li Bahuang of the Seventeenth Era.

Xu Lai of the Hundredth Era.

The three Emperor Realms came from entirely different times and didn’t address each other as seniors or juniors.

After all, the Emperor Realm has its pride; how could they willingly sit behind others?

"Fellow Daoists, please sit."

Li Bahuang gestured, and four mats appeared beside him, one each for Xu Lai, Sikong Jiu, even the Chaos Three-leaf Clover and Qingfeng Sword.

Three-leaf sat down.

Qingfeng Sword continued to hover in the air.

It is a sword.

Though sheathed, it must always be ready to unsheathe at any moment and must not show even a hint of laxity.

After all, a potential enemy could be Li Shenhuang, who left a significant mark in the history of the Immortal Domain.

"Your sword has killing intent towards me."

Li Bahuang glanced at Xu Lai, smiling self-deprecatingly: "You want to kill me too."

"Yes."

Xu Lai did not hide it: "I want to kill any existence that threatens the beings of the Immortal Domain."

It’s not a desire to kill.

But a necessity.

Li Bahuang’s gaze deepened: "You want to carve out a peaceful era for the Immortal Domain, but do you know whom you’re up against."

"Tian Gui Yuan Yin, those in the Nine Kings’ Palace, plus the ambivalent Jiu Feng and Corpse Emperor, and Wan Yun, a bit of soul lying in a coffin rejuvenating."

Xu Lai calmly said: "Perhaps there are a few Emperor Realms who took the False Death Pill from Cloud Water Rust; I suppose you are one of them."

"At most, just over ten Emperor Realms, that’s a minor scene."

Sikong Jiu sniffed: "In the First Era, Emperor Realms were nothing, two or three would die every day."

Ignoring the old senior’s words, Li Bahuang sighed: "I did take a pill of unknown efficacy, but I’m not your enemy."

He sat meditating on the sea eye for nearly his entire life.

Understanding the North Sea or rather the sea eye is part of some creature, for he once heard a heartbeat that gave even him heart palpitations.

That was a presence beyond the Emperor Realm!

Every living being in the North Sea was filled with fear, all trembling.

Thus, Li Bahuang chose to enter the eye to explore the true form of this creature, but was trapped in the depths of the sea eye.

However, he didn’t get the answer he wanted.

Then...

That lasted all the way until today.

The reason Li Bahuang could survive until now was indeed by taking an elixir from the Cloud Water Rust Characters.

But it wasn’t a false death.

Because in the deepest part of the sea eye, Li Bahuang remained conscious, always alive.

Always tormenting keeping alive.

Waiting for the day when he could finally die.