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Outside the light screen propped up by the great cauldron, demon beasts howled and charged back and forth, as three Taiyi Golden Immortals and four Golden Immortals continued their assault below.
The forces of Wanmo Tian had victory well within their grasp.
The aura of that Daluo Golden Immortal had begun to rise faintly.
Li Ping'an slid out from Elder Yansheng's sleeve at this moment, standing dazedly there, watching his father, who was sitting in front of the immortals, with his hands raised to the sky.
He had been rejected by the Heavenly Dao.
He could do nothing now.
Why did the Heavenly Dao suppress his realm before?
Why suppress his realm!
Li Ping'an looked down and spat out a mouthful of blood, having been forcibly sustaining himself until now, he helplessly dropped to one knee, but with a fierce bite to the tip of his tongue, he fought back the dizziness and watched his father intently.