"I wonder if Old Li has noticed that I've been swallowed by the Inner Heavenly Dao."
Li Ping'an's thoughts flickered as he continued to shuffle alongside Lady Ba across the narrow trail on the cliff, moving closer to the rear of the Immortal Palaces.
The roars of beasts rang out from the front of the island.
The first wave of several hundred celestial thralls had already started clashing with the guards stationed here.
Everything was unfolding exactly as he and Lady Ba had anticipated during their previous tactical planning.
The clash up front was merely a distraction to draw the attention of the Inner Heavenly Dao's divine spirits; the real killing blow would be their ambush from behind.
Of course, this was the Illusionary Realm of the Inner Heavenly Dao, essentially its territory, so Li Ping'an and Lady Ba were prepared for any unforeseen situations.
Right now, they were gambling that Inner Heavenly Dao elites like Xihe and Wangshu hadn't spotted their movements.
