I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 774 Daoming Takes Action, Father and Son Recognize Each Other

"it is good!"

Yan Liming smiled coldly, slowly raised his hand, and struck Xia Chengdao with a palm strike from a distance.

There are no flashy supernatural powers.

There is no magic weapon or radiance.

With just a simple palm strike, it felt as if the entire underworld was pressing down.

Space collapse.

The air bursts.

Xia Chengdao felt his bones cracking and his soul trembling, as if he were about to suffocate.

"Roar!"

Xia Chengdao looked up to the sky and let out an indomitable roar, his bloodline igniting.

The Phoenix Pattern Cauldron burst forth from the top of his head.

All the runes on the cauldron lit up, and an astonishing flame burst forth from the cauldron.

The entire fire cauldron transformed into a fire phoenix that blotted out the sky.

An ancient aura swept across the entire Liguang Peak.

The fire phoenix soared into the sky and descended, its giant hand burning with ghostly flames.

boom!
The entire peak of light trembled.

Will-o'-the-wisps flew everywhere, the giant hand paused in mid-air, cracks appeared on its surface, and finally it shattered and disappeared.

The fire phoenix was crushed and transformed back into a fire cauldron.

Most of the runes on the cauldron have disappeared.

The flames that were originally burning fiercely in the cauldron have turned into a candle flame that would be extinguished with a mere breath.

"puff!"

Fresh blood gushed from Xia Chengdao's mouth.

He fell backward like a kite with a broken string.

boom!
Xia Chengdao crashed heavily to the ground, but immediately stood up, wiping away the blood that kept spilling from the corner of his lips, and glared angrily at Yan Liming.

The world was deathly silent!
Everyone watching below was shocked by this scene, and their gazes toward Xia Chengdao involuntarily revealed a look of solemn respect!

With the cultivation level of a Twelve-Assembly True Immortal, he dared to confront a Golden Immortal at the Opening Realm head-on, and even broke one of his palm strikes!
What courage and strength this is!
Yan Cangming was slightly taken aback.

He then laughed.

But the smile was cold and cruel.

"good."

"He does have some backbone."

"That's better."

He walked away step by step.

With each step, the pressure intensifies.

"I won't kill you with one blow."

"I'm going to crush you bit by bit."

A giant hand wreathed in ghostly flames reappeared in mid-air and slowly descended.

Xia Chengdao trembled all over, his bones cracked, and blood flowed from his seven orifices, but he still stood tall and unyielding.

His body was churning with true fire, but he could no longer gather the immortal power to activate the Li Yang Phoenix Pattern Cauldron.

Xia Chengdao's eyes were filled with resentment!
My mother is still in the mountains.

He has not yet truly stood atop Mount Yanhuang.

He has not yet returned to the mortal realm to pay respects to his deceased father at Qingyuan Mountain!

There, he heard his mother say, was the place where his father had once lived and practiced Taoism!
"Little Lord!"

Lin Zhi let out a mournful cry, and with a burst of flame, he charged toward Xia Chengdao.

The flames were extinguished as soon as they appeared.

An invisible force blocked her.

Before Lin Zhi could react, the man in blue beside her slowly stood up.

In that instant, the giant hand of ghostly fire that was slowly descending suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Had enough of your bravado?" A calm yet chillingly murderous voice rang out. Yan Liming's face showed surprise, and he turned around abruptly, his double pupils gleaming with blood-red light.

"who are you?"

"Who am I?" Xia Daoming's lips curled into a cold smile. "You're bullying my son right now, and you still have the nerve to ask me who I am?"

Before the words had even finished, a terrifying aura swept across the heavens and earth in an instant.

Xia Daoming raised his hand towards Yan Liming from a distance.

A giant hand, black and white, appeared in the air and pressed down on Yan Liming.

In an instant, the giant hand of ghostly fire suspended in mid-air shattered into clusters of flames, scattering and extinguishing in all directions.

"Late stage of the Opening Realm!"

Yan Liming's expression changed drastically. A raging infernal ghost fire shot up from his body and transformed into a six-headed ghost chariot with a body as large as a mountain and wings spread wide, blotting out the sky.

But as soon as the six ghost chariots materialized and manifested, the Yin-Yang Life and Death Palm struck down, and it immediately let out a wail, shattering into clusters of flames that scattered and went out in all directions!

Yan Liming trembled violently, his expression changed drastically, and he decisively spat out his essence blood, which transformed into streaks of blood runes that disappeared into the six-headed ghost chariot phantom in the void behind his head.

The six monstrous heads of the Six-Headed Ghost Chariot opened their mouths simultaneously, spewing out six streams of ghostly fire that converged into a raging river of fire, rushing toward the Yin-Yang Life and Death Palm.

A Yin-Yang symbol appears and rotates in the palm of your hand.

The raging river of fire was sucked in and disappeared without a trace.

Yan Liming turned pale with fright upon seeing this, knowing that the difference in strength between the two sides was enormous. Instantly, a pair of ghostly fire wings grew from his back.

With a flap of its wings, it tried to escape.

But just as it soared into the sky, it crashed heavily to the ground again.

The palm strike continued to descend slowly, causing Yan Liming's bones to crack and pop.

"You want to crush my son bit by bit? Then I'll let you taste what it feels like to be crushed bit by bit!"

"How dare you! I am an elder of the Nine Nether Ridge. If you dare to kill me, the Nine Nether Ridge will never let you and your son go!" Yan Liming roared fiercely.

"Don't worry, I will personally go to Nine Nether Ridge! If your clan leader is reasonable, I may spare Nine Nether Ridge; otherwise, I will raze Nine Nether Ridge to the ground!" Xia Daoming said calmly.

"Haha, you're only at the late stage of the Opening Realm. My Nine Nether Ridge has a True Transformation Realm ancestor guarding it. You think you can destroy my Nine Nether Ridge? You're just being arrogant!" Yan Liming said with a ferocious expression.

“My son was only at the True Immortal realm, yet I still killed your son who was at the Golden Immortal realm! So what if your Nine Nether Ridge has a Golden Immortal at the True Transformation realm? I will still kill them without hesitation!” Xia Daoming said calmly.

As he spoke, the palm finally descended, firmly suppressing Yan Liming to the ground.

The world was deathly silent!
Not to mention the True Immortals watching the battle, who all felt a chill run down their spines, even Chi Que felt a coldness.

Even though he considered himself a Golden Immortal of the True Realm, it was impossible for him to suppress Yan Liming with a mere wave of his hand!
A burst of flame quietly appeared on Li Xuanxiao's body.

Then the flames engulfed his body, preparing to break through the air and disappear.

He had to return to the mountain gate immediately to report Xia Daoming's matter, and he was also afraid of being retaliated against.

"You stay here!"

Just as the flames engulfed Li Xuanxiao, a calm voice rang out.

Then an icy dragon claw emerged from the void, extinguishing the flames in one swift motion. It then grabbed Li Xuanxiao like an eagle snatching a chick, and with a "bang," pinned him to the ground.

The world fell into a deathly silence once again.

"What do you want to do? I am the Golden Immortal Protector of the Li family, one of the three main branches of Flame Phoenix Mountain. If you dare to..." Li Xuanxiao shouted, his voice trembling with fear.

"Stab!"

The sharp, icy dragon claws sliced ​​off Li Xuanxiao's left and right arms at shoulder length.

Li Xuanxiao was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat, but he dared not utter a sound.

Xia Daoming then slowly turned around, his eyes slightly red as he looked at Xia Chengdao, who was staring at him in shock and disbelief not far away.

At this point, he had regained his true appearance.

"You truly deserve to be my son, Xia Daoming! You haven't disappointed your father!"

As he spoke, he walked step by step toward Xia Chengdao.

"Xia, Xia Daoming, you, you really are my father! You are not already..." Upon hearing this, Xia Chengdao was terrified, his lips trembled, and tears finally flowed uncontrollably.

"Silly child, can't you feel the blood resonance between us now?" Xia Daoming said with tears in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloodline aura he had been concealing was revealed once more.

"Your unfilial son pays respects to his father!" Xia Chengdao trembled, then bent his knees and kowtowed with each step as he approached Xia Daoming. When he looked up, his face was already covered in tears.

"Get up! Get up!" Seeing this, Xia Daoming could no longer suppress his surging emotions. He took a step forward and was already in front of Xia Chengdao. He helped him up and tremblingly wiped away the tears on his face.

　Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, and it just so happens that I wrote about the unity between father and son, which feels fitting for the occasion. Also, I wish all my fellow readers a happy Lunar New Year's Eve, a joyous family reunion, and good health and happiness!
　　
　
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