North Sea.
At this moment, inside the grand hall, a mysterious man in a black robe, with twin horns growing from his head, stood with his hands behind his back.
Below him, Kunpeng was kneeling in reverence.
"High Lord, the Penglai Immortal Court has been destroyed!"
The Mysterious Person above let out a sinister laugh and turned around.
His face was shrouded in a mysterious mass of Black Mist. At first glance, none of his features could be seen; only the twin horns on his head stood out.
In truth, even Kunpeng had never seen his real face. He only knew that his cultivation was formidable, that he was an unparalleled expert in the Hunyuan Taishang Wuji Golden Immortal Realm.
As for why this person had approached him, Kunpeng had not thought too deeply about it. As long as he clung tightly to this powerful backer and carried out his tasks properly, cultivation insights, spiritual roots, and supreme treasures would come one after another. By then, Kunpeng's cultivation and strength would soar.
What was a Saint worth? As for Primordial Purple Qi, Kunpeng now disdained it.
"Mm, very good! You handled it well!"
The Mysterious Person's deep and imposing voice emerged from the Black Mist.
Then, with a sweep of his hand, a black holy light shot into Kunpeng's mind!
"This is your reward."
Kunpeng sensed it, and immediately rejoiced!
"Thank you, High Lord, for granting me this method!"
"It is nothing. Serve This Seat well, and you will not lack benefits."
"Yes! I, Kunpeng, shall follow the High Lord alone."
"Very good!"
The Mysterious Person nodded in satisfaction.
Setting the reward aside, Kunpeng continued asking:
"High Lord, now that the Penglai Immortal Court has been destroyed and Duke of the East has self-destructed, the Calamity Power is growing ever