Extinguishing Ran Deng

Di Jun gestured for everyone to rise, then asked about the matter.

"Regarding Kun Peng and the other's creation of the Monster Script, what are your thoughts?"

Bai Ze stepped forward upon hearing this.

"Your Majesty, this matter is good for the Demon Race, but it may not be good for the Heavenly Court."

"Oh~" Di Jun signaled Bai Ze to continue.

"Your Majesty, with the Monster Script, even weak Demon Race clansmen can obtain bloodline inheritances. In time, our Demon Race will surely grow stronger and stronger."

Bai Ze paused briefly before continuing.

"However, for our Heavenly Court, the Demon Race clansmen of the Primordial Wilderness will now have two factions to choose from. Perhaps before long, the North Sea Demon Race's power will rival that of our Heavenly Court's Demon Race."

These words sparked discussion among everyone, all agreeing that Bai Ze made a valid point.

Seeing this, Tai Yi spoke up.

"Big Brother, how about I go to the North Sea and kill those two, solving the problem once and for all?"

"Your Majesty, this is not appropriate. Kun Peng and the other have done a favor for the Demon Race. If we act now, the clansmen below will surely resent it." Ji Meng quickly interjected, afraid Di Jun would agree with Tai Yi's idea.

"Your Majesty, This Humble One believes that since Kun Peng and the other created the Monster Script and have done a favor for the Demon Race, it would be better to invite them to join the Heavenly Court and appoint them as Teachers of the Demon Race. This would resolve the matter." Bai Ze offered a suggestion.

Everyone thought this plan feasible, and even Di Jun considered it a good approach, making his decision on the spot.

"Bai Ze, I leave the task of inviting Kun Peng and the other from the North Sea to you. Kun Peng holds a grudge against us and may not come. If so, you may invite Peng Xuan instead." Di Jun instructed.

"Your will be done!"

After receiving his orders, Bai Ze left the Heavenly Court, exchanging a glance with Da Bai before departing.

Meanwhile, on the Western Continent of the Primordial Wilderness, Qing Xuan was breaking through an array.

It turned out that as soon as Qing Xuan arrived in the Western Continent, he sensed an opportunity appearing and rushed over. There he saw an Illusion Array with Twenty-Four Restrictions. His eyes lit up, and he began to crack it.

As the array was broken, Qing Xuan slipped inside. Within, purple mist filled the air, and a "Purple Gold Alms Bowl" floated suspended in the void. Qing Xuan collected the bowl, never expecting to pick up a High-grade Spiritual Treasure just while traveling.

He then flew outward. The moment he exited the array, Qing Xuan sensed danger. The Myriad Heavens Celebration Cloud instantly shielded him as a blast of Magic Power struck directly against it.

Qing Xuan's face darkened as he looked toward his attacker. A tall, thin figure was staring at him with confusion.

Upon seeing the Myriad Heavens Celebration Cloud on Qing Xuan, a flicker of greed passed through the figure's eyes.

Qing Xuan smiled. He recognized this person. Who would have thought that even at death's door, this man would still covet his spiritual treasure.

"Ran Deng, today you die without a doubt!"

Burning with rage, Qing Xuan threw a punch to annihilate Ran Deng. Ran Deng was startled—he had only been focused on the treasure. Now looking at the face, he realized it was Daojun Qing Xuan of the Three Immortal Islands.

But he was not afraid. Having reached the peak of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, with one foot already in the Quasi-Saint realm, he thought that even if he couldn't win, he could still run.

Boom!

Ran Deng raised the Qian Kun Ruler to block. The moment fist and ruler collided, his expression changed as he was sent flying backward.

"Quasi-Saint!"

Ran Deng shouted, but Qing Xuan paid no heed, pressing his attack without slowing down.

"Not good!"

Panicking, Ran Deng immediately summoned his protective spiritual treasure. But Qing Xuan moved too fast. The moment the treasure appeared, Qing Xuan's fist struck his body, sending Ran Deng flying once more. Qing Xuan then grabbed the manifested treasure.

"Oh, the Spiritual Pivot Lamp!"

As one of the Four Innate Spirit Lamps, the Spiritual Pivot Lamp was at least a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, a decent treasure even in the Primordial Wilderness.

Moreover, Qing Xuan already possessed the Jade Void Glazed Lamp, another of the Four Innate Spirit Lamps. If he gathered one more, he could give it to his disciple for Severing the Three Corpses.

Qing Xuan then stored the treasure in his Qiankun Bag. Seeing this, Ran Deng quickly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, this is a misunderstanding. The Spiritual Pivot Lamp is my companion spiritual treasure; you cannot use it. Let me exchange something for it, and we can put this matter behind us." Now injured, his treasure seized, and outmatched in cultivation, he sought to make peace.

"Once I kill you, all the treasures will be mine, and the misunderstanding will be resolved!" Qing Xuan's killing intent was palpable as the Primordial Halberd appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Ran Deng's face turned ashen. Everyone in the Primordial Wilderness knew that Qing Xuan's companion spiritual treasure, the Primordial Halberd, was an Innate Supreme Treasure of boundless power.

Thinking this, Ran Deng tried to flee. But Qing Xuan would not give him the chance. He opened the Chaos Domain, activated the Primordial Limitless technique, and charged at Ran Deng.

Already wounded, Ran Deng felt the domain's restrictions and was filled with terror. He hurriedly raised the Qian Kun Ruler to defend.

"Pfft!"

Already injured, how could he match Qing Xuan? Taking the full force of Qing Xuan's strike, he was sent flying, the Qian Kun Ruler slipping from his grasp.

"Die! Qian Kun Toss!"

Qing Xuan pressed the advantage, channeling all his Magic Power into the halberd. With all his strength, he hurled it. The Primordial Halberd flew toward Ran Deng with unstoppable momentum.

"No!"

Ran Deng wailed in despair, but his body was powerless—he couldn't even dodge.

"Boom!"

The moment the Primordial Halberd touched Ran Deng, his body exploded outright, raining blood and leaving not a trace of bone behind.

Qing Xuan saw this and raised his hand to retrieve the Primordial Halberd, though a trace of doubt lingered in his mind—Ran Deng had died far too easily. After a moment's thought, he took out the Lingjiu Lamp and sensed that this treasure was now masterless. Satisfied, he nodded.

[He really is dead, then.]

Qing Xuan hadn't forgotten there was still one piece of loot to collect. He walked over to the Qian Kun Ruler, picked up this spiritual treasure, and joy filled his heart. This truly was a prize obtained without the slightest effort.

"Oh, the common folk today, truly, truly happy!"

Qing Xuan stowed away the treasures, hummed a little tune, and flew off into the distance, intending to find a place to first refine the spiritual treasures.

Inside a mountain cave, mist filled the air, and golden light shimmered in a pond. Suddenly, a figure burst forth from the water—it was none other than Ran Deng, who had supposedly died.

"Qing Xuan! I will never rest until you're dead!"

Then Ran Deng began to recuperate. After his rebirth, his cultivation had fallen to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, and he would need to cultivate anew.

A hundred years later, Qing Xuan had refined the three treasures and was in high spirits. He continued flying toward Spirit Mountain, hoping to encounter Jie Yin and Zhunti.

At that moment on Spirit Mountain, Jie Yin and Zhunti were cultivating. The two had actually broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm. Suddenly, Jie Yin sensed something and opened his eyes to speak.

"Junior Brother, I have a vague foreboding. If we stay on Spirit Mountain any longer, something unfortunate might happen!"

Zhunti listened and asked in confusion.

"With our cultivation, what could possibly be called unfortunate?"

"Precisely because of that, Senior Brother, I am all the more unsettled!" Jie Yin sighed. For the two brothers to have such a premonition despite their cultivation level was truly disturbing to him.

"Senior Brother, in that case, why don't we go out for a stroll and then head straight to the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the lectures?" Zhunti, after his lesson from Qing Xuan, had come to understand the way of following one's instincts.

Jie Yin heard this and found it reasonable. After all, Spirit Mountain was empty of anything valuable; the two of them could easily make their home anywhere in the world.

So they packed up their things and left Spirit Mountain. Sure enough, Jie Yin immediately felt his sense of foreboding dissipate.