Dao of the Bizarre Immortal

Chapter 810 - Heavenly Dao

Chapter 810 - Heavenly Dao

“Why... why? Why are my powers useless here?”

Li Huowang persistently attempted to utilize his powers, both on the Simings and in the vacant space before him, yet nothing happened.

“Unless... Unless... Unless I don’t have the Heavenly Dao of Truth and Heavenly Dao of Lies?” Li Huowang looked down and saw the vast arrays of mirrors with his reflection once more.

Ji Zai started searching the mirrors for clues to see if anything similar had happened before. He suddenly lifted his hands, and a specific mirror floated towards him.

The Li Huowang inside the mirror was different, with a lotus root as his head.

“Is that so? Do you really think that I’m fine? How would you explain Bei Feng's words, then? Why do I feel that you've instigated it?”

Ji Zai listened to Li Huowang and wasn’t sure how to respond. He had said those exact same words once, but he had forgotten what Ji Zai had answered.

He paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before addressing Li Huowang in the mirror. “It's because something happened, and we need your help.”

“Help? How may I help you? Why are you acting as if I were your Twisted One?”

Ji Zai wasn’t sure what to feel about himself when he heard his past self. “There’s no reason to differentiate between ourselves. I am you, and you are me. We have the same Heavenly Dao.”

Li Huowang rubbed his temples; flesh had started growing on his lotus root head. “The denouement has come. Can’t I even live in peace?”

Ji Zai looked up at the chaotic battlefield and said anxiously, “You chose this, and my choice is your choice, so you should not complain.”

“Fine. Tell me what to do.”

“The Sitting Oblivion Dao has been annihilated, so this is our golden opportunity. I need your help snatching away Yinyang Doulao’s Heavenly Daos of Truth and Lies.”

Ji Zai needed them to join in the fight!

The Li Huowang in the mirror was outraged and almost laughed because of how absurd the suggestion was. “You need my help doing that? Pfft! I’m just an ordinary person. How can I snatch those away? How can I help you deal with a Siming with two Heavenly Daos? Also, aren't you responsible for the Heavenly Dao of Bewilderment? Are your hands not full just taking care of your own Heavenly Dao? Why do you need more Heavenly Daos to the extent that you've actually considered robbing a Siming for it? I’m tired... I'm really tired. Can’t I rest for a few years?”

An intense pressure shot downwards. Even though Ji Zai was covered in the Dragon Qi, he was still thrown away from the impact.

Ji Zai, now currently upside down, quickly said to the mirror, “I’m not the one seeking trouble here; I am simply trying to protect myself. Don’t forget that helping me equals helping yourself. If anything were to happen to me, what had happened would change.”

“Protect?” Li Huowang was shocked. He stared at Ji Zai and asked nervously, “Did something happen at the Baiyu Capital? No, even if something had happened, how could that event be significant enough to harm you—a Siming?”

“You'll know the answer if you think about the reason why the Surveillance Bureau wanted the Sacred Mountain Ghost Eye. You should also think about why Shai Zi even came up with such a complicated plan to obtain the Dragon Vein. Something major is happening, and they can feel it. How about you? Don't tell me that you don't feel anything.”

“Is it god Yu’er?” Li Huowang asked seriously.

Ji Zai smiled bitterly when he sensed the chaos above him. “If it were just god Yu’er, it would be easy to handle.”

This was not about god Yu’er’s singular Heavenly Dao—it was a war between Simings.

“Who could it be other than God Yu’er? Who are they, where did they come from, and what do they want?” Li Huowang repeatedly asked questions from the mirror, causing Ji Zai to grow increasingly irritated.

After conversing for a while, Ji Zai finally recalled what happened to the Li Huowang behind the mirror. This conversation took place when he had just defeated Shai Zi. At that time, his head had burst, and he had temporarily used a lotus root to substitute his head.

“I can’t tell you that, as they'll immediately learn of your existence the moment you learn of their existence. In addition, even your future self did not tell your present self.”

Li Huowang was confused—he had no idea what Ji Zai was talking about.

“You want me to help you snatch Doulao's Heavenly Daos, but you haven’t told me how to do that. What do I need to do?”

“You can probably do it through Bei Feng. Find Bei Feng and Doulao's Twisted One. Kill them and leave the rest to me,” said Ji Zai.

Ji Zai smashed the mirrors with both hands after having said that.

Moments later, the Li Huowang from the other side of the mirror shouted angrily.

“What?! You could have told me that earlier! The Surveillance Bureau just captured Bei Feng! They are never going to let me make contact with Bei Feng!”

Ji Zai slowly raised his head and felt the minute changes around him. He slowly felt that the beings above him weren’t as large as previously thought. He felt his distance between them slowly becoming smaller.

“Truth and Lies... I’ve obtained both of the Heavenly Daos!” Ji Zai shouted out what was destined to happen as he raised both arms and pushed away the darkness in front of one of the Simings.

A lot of information flowed into him the moment he touched it. All of the Simings were currently connected by an umbilical cord and acted as one! Each of them shared each other’s Heavenly Daos! That was how all of them could feel pain, truth, and falsehoods.

They were now one, and they were stuck together in the Baiyu Capital. The umbilical cord was the Dao of Fusion! The connected Simings acting as one were Da Nuo!

“Do you think this is better?” Yi Donglai frowned and observed the sand table.

Several figurines were tied together into a ball with white yarn. The ball of figurines was placed in the middle of the sand, and the little figurine representing Li Huowang was also placed in the ball.

There was another ball in front of this ball. Various monster figurines were tied together with a black yarn.

Yi Donglai pushed his glasses up and looked at the silent Li Huowang. “And then? What happened? Why do you think you are one of them?”

Li Huowang coughed gently and didn’t answer. He used his right hand to pick up the ball of figurines tied together with the white yarn.

He pondered shortly before winding up his arm and throwing the ball towards the black ball on the sand table.

Both balls collided, and their yarns snapped. Various figurines and monster figurines flew high up into the air.