Hong Yun in Peril
"My senior brother and I calculated with our fingers and learned that Fellow Daoist Hongyun's calamity has arrived, and the Demon Clan Heavenly Court is about to act on behalf of Heaven."
"We two also have an unresolved karmic connection with that Hong Yun, and we have come here to assist Your Majesty." Zhunti with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the hall fell silent.
What a shameless the Two from the West!
The same thought flashed through the minds of both Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
If Hong Yun hadn't given up her seat back then, where would the two of them be today?
Instead of repaying the kindness, they are now kicking someone when they're down, being the first to jump out and help kill someone.
But Di Jun immediately understood their scheme.
These two feared that the Primordial Violet Qi might fall into the hands of others, potentially giving rise to a new sage beyond their control.
Under the guise of assistance, it was actually surveillance, and incidentally, it was a way to completely settle the karmic debt owed to Hong Yun from back then, so that his own Dao heart would be spotless.
"Good!"
Di Jun clapped his hands and laughed, rising from his throne. "With the assistance of two fellow Daoists, our great undertaking is assured! Hong Yun has a wide circle of friends; on this journey, we must conceal our Heavenly secrets and act swiftly to achieve our goal!"
The Daoist Jieyin nodded, took out a Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit, and said, "This humble Daoist shall conceal the Heavenly secrets for this journey."
Zhunti shook the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand and laughed, "This humble Daoist can help Di Jun Dijun disturb his mind, leaving him nowhere to escape."
The objective has been achieved; no more unnecessary words are needed.
At Di Jun's command, the Ten Great Demon Marshals of the demon race appeared together, each possessing the cultivation of a peak Daluo Golden Immortal, exuding Yao Qi aura and overwhelming killing intent.
The next moment, the Jade Hand of Jieyin its hand, and an invisible force instantly enveloped the Primordial World, completely obscuring the secrets of Heavenly secrets.
Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, followed by the Ten Great Demon Marshals, plus Jieyin and Zhunti.
Thirteen divine rainbows pierced the heavens and earth, tearing through the sea of clouds, locking onto the location of the Hong Yun, and relentlessly pursuing it.
At this moment, Hong Yun was still rushing through the clouds, completely unaware of the impending catastrophe behind him.
Suddenly, a chilling killing intent came from beyond the sky. She looked up abruptly and saw that in the distance, the golden sun shone brightly in the sky, and the imperial carriage and canopy covered the sky.
It was Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, with the Kunpeng behind them, its eyes cold and sinister.
Further on, the boundless demon army, led by the Ten Great Demon Gods, soared into the sky with murderous intent, completely sealing off this space-time and cutting off all her escape routes.
"Di Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, I, Hong Yun, have always lived a carefree life and have no enmity with your Demon Clan Heavenly Court. What is the purpose of this grand display today?"
Although Hong Yun had a premonition, she did not expect her Tribulation of Killing to come so quickly.
Out of politeness, she asked again, wanting to confirm whether Kunpeng was really that petty.
It wasn't that she didn't trust Chu Feng, but rather that she was kind-hearted and of noble character, and didn't want to resort to violence unless absolutely necessary.
Di Jun's eyes were indifferent, as if he were looking at a dead man.
Donghuang Taiyi had a cruel smile on her lips. She wanted to kill Hong Yun, not only because of the promise she made to Kunpeng, but also because she coveted the Primordial Violet Qi's body.
Once Hong Yun dies, and she obtains the last wisp of primordial chaos, she can become a saint along with her sister.
If the Demon Court gains two more Saints, with the current power of the Demon Race, annihilating the Witch Clan will be a piece of cake.
Before the two could speak, Kunpeng stepped forward from the crowd, gritted his teeth, and sneered, "Hong Yun, you really have a bad memory!"
Do you still remember how you relinquished that Saint Position to the West when the Dao Ancestor preached in the Purple Heavens Palace?
Kunpeng is filled with hatred!
If Hong Yun hadn't given up her seat, setting a precedent, how could she have had her Jieyin and Zhunti snatched away by Jieyin and Zhunti, and lost her Saint Position?
What's most infuriating is that Hong Yun has been cultivating in seclusion within the Witch Clan's territory for years, rarely venturing out.
Even when going out, Zhen Yuanzi would accompany him.
Moreover, one or two of the Twelve Ancestral Witches would always act with Hong Yun, so she wouldn't have a chance to kill Hong Yun even if she wanted to.
Hatred will not fade with time; on the contrary, it will only Hong Yun.
Kunpeng wished he could hang Hong Yun up and beat her for dozens of eons, until her soul and spirit were completely destroyed.
Hong Yun frowned and said in a deep voice, "Offering a seat is a matter between me and my fellow Daoists from the West. What does it have to do with you Kunpeng?"
"What does it have to do with me?" Kunpeng's laughter abruptly stopped, turning into boundless hatred.
She roared angrily, "If you hadn't meddled, that prayer mat would have been mine!"
If you hadn't given up your seat, would Jieyin and Zhunti have joined forces to steal my prayer mat?
You have severed the foundation of my holy path; this is an irreconcilable feud! Today, I will make you pay with your life!
Before the words were even finished, a gigantic bird phantom, blotting out the sky, appeared behind Kunpeng, its sharp claws tearing through the void, carrying endless resentment and killing intent as it hurtled straight towards Hong Yun.
Hong Yun laughed in anger, "What a Kunpeng! He is incompetent and cannot hold his position, yet he blames others. How petty!"
"Di Jun, Taiyi, is your Demon Clan Heavenly Court so indiscriminate in opposing me?"
Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly, and the Chaos Bell trembled slightly, imprisoning the space around Hong Yun: "Hong Yun, hand over the Primordial Violet Qi, and I will let you die a quick death."
Otherwise, I will surely annihilate your soul and spirit, leaving no trace of your true spirit!
By this point, Hong Yun understood perfectly well.
The so-called grudge over giving up her seat was just an excuse; the demon race's real purpose was the Primordial Violet Qi within her body.
Hong Yun shouted, Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul Scattering Gourd sky, scattering countless streams of red sand to meet the Kunpeng's sharp claws. At the same time, she secretly crushed the jade talisman...
Buzhou Mountain, Ancestral Witch Hall.
Dijiang, who was discussing matters with the other Ancestral Witch, suddenly changed his expression, took out a jade talisman, and probed it with his divine sense. Hong Yun's voice rang in his mind:
"Dijiang, the demon race has launched a full-scale attack on me in the Huoyun Mountain Range! Quickly, save me!"
"Demon race! How dare you!" Dijiang roared in fury, his murderous aura rising.
"Big sister, what is it?"
Zhurong, Gonggong, and the other eleven Ancestral Witch all looked over.
"Those feathered beasts of the demon race dared to ambush and kill Fellow Daoist Hongyun in the Huoyun Mountain Range! Do they want to provoke Witch-Demon War? Do they really think my Witch Clan is easy to bully?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Dijiang immediately contacted Chu Feng, as they had agreed upon.
After delivering the message, Dijiang immediately addressed his sisters in the hall, saying, "Sisters, follow me to meet the demon race."
The Eleven Ancestral Witches responded with a thunderous roar, their murderous aura soaring into the sky and heading straight for the Hong Yun.
Purple Heavens Palace.
Chu Feng suddenly felt a jolt in his heart; it was a message from Dijiang.
"Hong Yun have been ravaged; the demon race has mobilized in full force to attack the Huoyun Mountain Range!"
Chu Feng's eyes snapped open, and he thought to himself, "So fast? Hong Yun's Tribulation of Killing has finally arrived."
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Chu Feng's mind.
Changing Hong Yun's fate is the final step in this chain of tasks. How can I avert Hong Yun's Tribulation of Killing?
After defeating the demon race, Hong Yun was sent into seclusion in the Witch Clan, awaiting her attainment of sainthood?
It's been going on for too long, and it's only treating the symptoms, not the root cause; the timeline has been stretched too far.
Chu Feng was speechless. He didn't know why, but his cultivation speed had been extremely slow since he broke through to the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal.
Although his cultivation speed remained as fast as ever, he was still unable to comprehend the laws; what he had learned was too diverse.
Kill Kunpeng?
Chu Feng shook his head inwardly. She was Yuanfeng's child, and also his own child. How could he kill his own daughter with his own hands?
Chu Feng was unaware that Kunpeng and Kong Xuan were his children.
When Heaven intervened, it used a small amount of Chu Feng's Extreme Yang Power.
The Heavenly Dao originally intended for Kunpeng and Kong Xuan to be born in male form, but it discovered that this was simply impossible.
Kunpeng is a unique species of heaven and earth with profound origins. Even after absorbing the Extreme Yang Power, it was still not enough for her to transform into a man.
To put it bluntly, the Extreme Yang Power given by Heaven was insufficient to support the Kunpeng's transformation into a man.
No, we must get there immediately! Hopefully, given the speed of the Witch Clan, we might still make it in time.
Having made his decision, Chu Feng immediately stood up and prepared to leave.
However, the moment he had that thought, an immense and boundless power enveloped him.
A beautiful white figure appeared before him; it was Hongjun.
"Where are you going?" Hongjun asked calmly.
Chu Feng's heart sank. "Fellow Daoist Hongyun is in trouble; I must go to her aid immediately."
Hongjun sighed softly and said, "The Hong Yun Tribulation of Killing has arrived. This is the will of Heaven, and also destiny. You cannot interfere..."