"Senior brother! That person already ran away long ago, I couldn't find him," Lu Fan said with a slight smile.
"Oh! Right, only a fool would wait there to get beaten!" the Golden Boy nodded.
"Then let's report back to Master!" Lu Fan said immediately.
"Alright!" The Golden Boy happily went with Lu Fan to see Guanyin.
Inside Luojia Cave, Guanyin sensed someone entering and slightly opened her eyes.
"Master! I went to Qingcheng Mountain but didn't find the person the Golden-Haired Hou mentioned! Nor did I see any Nine-Colored Golden Phoenix!" Lu Fan stepped forward and bowed to Guanyin.
"Oh, it seems the Golden-Haired Hou was indeed lying! You may withdraw," Guanyin nodded.
"Master! We heard that Penglai Immortal Island is very lively, and we'd like to go see the excitement," Hong Hai'er suddenly said.
"Then you may go! Remember, do not act rashly," Guanyin said after a moment's thought.
Lu Fan was slightly surprised. Guanyin was a disciple of Primordial Heavenly Lord and one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. However, she didn't seem to take the life-and-death battle between Primordial Heavenly Lord and the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons very seriously.
Lu Fan, the Golden Boy, and Hong Hai'er turned and left the cave. Lu Fan hadn't expected Hong Hai'er to want to go to Penglai Immortal Island to watch the fun, but if he didn't go, Hong Hai'er would surely be suspicious.
"Senior brother! Why don't we call the Golden-Haired Hou!" Lu Fan suddenly said.
"That's fine! I'll listen to senior brother!" Hong Hai'er became happy. The two left Luojia Cave, called the Golden-Haired Hou, and headed towards Penglai Immortal Island in the Great Luo Heaven.
Lu Fan was secretly pleased. Riding on the Golden-Haired Hou, they wouldn't have to wander around aimlessly. The Heavenly Realm was tens of times larger than the Earthly Realm. He was an outsider...
However, despite its vastness, most of the Heavenly Realm was occupied by various powers. The territories occupied by the Three Supreme Immortal Palaces alone were comparable to the entire Earth. Penglai Immortal Island, which once commanded the presence of ten thousand immortals, showed how immense just this one island was.
Lu Fan had also been to the Thirty-Six Heavens, which were merely thirty-six cities. They couldn't even compare to a single immortal's cave dwelling. The Thirty-Six Heavens were inhabited by the lowest-tier Earth Immortals, making crowded conditions unavoidable. If one lacked status, they could only live in the slums.
Thinking of Muzha's cave dwelling, which occupied an entire immortal mountain, showed that the heavens and the mortal world were not so different; those with wealth and power had everything they desired.
Soon, they arrived outside Penglai Immortal Island. From several dozen miles away, they could see the Nine Dragon Incense Carriage in the sky, with Primordial Heavenly Lord seated upon it. They also saw the two palm forces colliding, forming mushroom-cloud-like formations.
The palm forces of Primordial Heavenly Lord and the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons had been clashing for over a month, with neither side's power showing any sign of weakening. This demonstrated the immense power of both combatants.
On the ground, the Twelve Golden Immortals and the heavenly generals were locked in a fierce battle with the Twenty Great Demon Kings, their strength evenly matched.
Lu Fan looked at the Twelve Golden Immortals and felt a sense of awe. Figures of such divine stature were indeed extraordinary. They could send a clone to participate in battle without diminishing their might. Even if the clone died, it would only be the loss of a clone, with their true body suffering only a slight impact, not a threat to their lives.
In contrast, the heavenly generals were fighting in person. If they died... it could only be considered their bad luck. They would return to reincarnation, be reborn, and cultivate anew. Whether they succeeded depended on luck.
"Wow! This is a battle of Venerable Lord level! It's truly spectacular!" Hong Hai'er exclaimed excitedly, standing at a distance and observing.
"Senior brother! That's your younger brother Nezha. Aren't you going to help?" Hong Hai'er suddenly pointed at Nezha, who was fighting a great demon.
"Master said we cannot act rashly!" Lu Fan said lazily, sitting on the Golden-Haired Hou and watching the battlefield.
"Yes! We must obey Master's words. Battles of this level are not for you to participate in!" the Golden-Haired Hou also said, shaking its head.
"Hmph! As if you could!" Hong Hai'er scoffed dismissively.
"Hmph! You weren't even born when I participated in the Investiture of the Gods!" the Golden-Haired Hou retorted disdainfully. During the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, the Golden Light Immortal had participated in many battles. His experience was indeed far superior to these two.
"If you're so capable, why don't you go up and join the fight?" Hong Hai'er clearly wanted to test his skills but dared not disobey Master's orders, so he tried to instigate the Golden-Haired Hou to act.
"I was previously a direct disciple of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning. Now I am Guanyin's mount, so I will not act. Because I don't know who to help. Otherwise, I would have acted long ago!" the Golden-Haired Hou immediately stated.
Lu Fan's eyes darted around. He disliked arguing with others. His gaze remained fixed on Primordial Heavenly Lord and the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons. Although they appeared to be locked in a single move, with that posture maintained for over a month, Lu Fan could tell that their soul powers had engaged in countless rounds. It was just that others couldn't perceive it.
However, Lu Fan's eyes could see that the battle between the two was exceptionally fierce. Although the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was powerful, he had been continuously devoured in the Soul Locking Purgatory, making him far weaker than before. Primordial Heavenly Lord, on the other hand, was the opposite. For countless years, he had been devouring the souls of the Three Thousand Great Demon Kings, so his soul power was far beyond what it was in the past. If this continued, it was only a matter of time before the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was defeated.
Perhaps three months, perhaps five months, or perhaps it could last a year. However, time was not important to Primordial Heavenly Lord. Even if heaven and earth collapsed and returned to chaos, he would not die. He would only need to find a few people to re-create heaven and earth.
For the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, it was a torment. If his soul power were completely depleted this time, he would never have a chance to be reborn. Therefore, Lu Fan couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Brother Muzha! Quickly go save Father King!" Lu Fan was engrossed in watching when he suddenly heard a voice. He saw Nezha being forced to retreat by a great demon. If it weren't for the fact that this fellow possessed numerous treasures, such as the Qiankun Ring, the Hun Tian Ling, and the Zhen Tian Arrow, and was constantly attacking, he would have been crushed by the great demon long ago.
However, King Tianwang Li Jing, not far away, seemed to be in an even worse situation, being chased and beaten by a great demon. The Linglong Pagoda in his hand couldn't block the great demon's fists. At this moment, Nezha spotted Muzha standing in the distance watching the fun and urgently shouted.
Lu Fan's head jolted. He suddenly remembered that he was currently in the guise of Muzha. He quickly brandished the Wu Gou twin swords in his hand and charged towards Li Jing.
"Father King, do not panic, I am here," Lu Fan roared and rushed to Li Jing's side, using his Wu Gou twin swords to block the great demon's attack. However, with just this one clash, Lu Fan was sent flying by the great demon's power and landed on the ground with a thud.
"Muzha!" Li Jing's heart suddenly panicked, and he lunged forward.