Twelve Ancient Gods

Wen Qiao fought as he retreated, shouting, "My two friends, I came to make peace, not to get beaten up by you! You're still fighting? Then I'm fighting back... If you have the guts, fight me one-on-one! What kind of heroes are two against one... Pavilion Master Su, I'll be taking my leave first!"

Su Yun looked up to see thick smoke erupting from the volcano on Wen Qiao's shoulder. In an instant, the sky was filled with beacon smoke, blocking the sight of the two Old Gods, Cangwu and Dongting.

Wen Qiao strode away like the wind, fleeing in panic as he called out, "Pavilion Master Su, I did my best!"

Cangwu and Dongting rushed out of the smoke and looked around, but Wen Qiao had vanished. Only then did they say resentfully, "Count yourself lucky you ran fast!"

Su Yun secretly praised Wen Qiao for being so steady in his role as peacemaker. Seeing that Cangwu and Dongting still seemed inclined to fight, he hurriedly called out, "Brother Dongting, I am an envoy of the Chaos Great Emperor. I have come this time to discuss a matter."

He displayed the Chaos Immortal Slaying Finger and said, "Brother Dongting should know that without someone's instruction, it is impossible to learn Chaos Runes and divine arts."

The Dongting Old God had no skull. Above his head lay a level lake, strange enough that even when he lowered his head, not a drop of water spilled out. Seeing that Su Yun's divine art was indeed a chaos divine art, this Old God asked suspiciously, "Since you are the Great Emperor's envoy, why are you mixing with a traitor like Cangwu?"

Su Yun said solemnly, "The Great Emperor has been suppressed in the Immortal Realm, while Di Shu is also being hunted