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Primordial Chaos: The Three Pure Ancestor Shamans Unite, Heavenly Dao Is Helpless
Chapter 333

Kunpeng: Come Hit Me, Then

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Somewhere in the Eastern Continent, the three Quasi-Saints from the Immortal Court who had been sent by the Dong Wang Gong to aid Kunpeng continued their leisurely journey.

Upon learning that Kunpeng had gained merit from the Heavenly Dao by establishing the Demon Script, he immediately burst into laughter.

As an enemy of the Immortal Court, Di Jun was disgusted by Kunpeng's move, while the Immortal Court's Quasi-Saints were naturally pleased.

However, after learning that Kunpeng had established the Demon Script and gained merit from the Heavenly Dao,

The three quasi-saints were not going to delay any longer and immediately set off again, rushing towards the Northern Darkness Land.

After all, things would be different for Kunpeng once it received the merits of the Heavenly Dao.

From now on, as long as you do not offend beings who have similar merits, or offend the Hunyuan Celestial Venerable, Saint, or the Heavenly Dao.

Kunpeng could basically roam freely in the Primordial Wilderness.

It would be unreasonable for them to be negligent towards such Kunpeng.

If they were to truly offend the other party, causing Kunpeng to harbor hatred towards the Immortal Court and solidify the other party's stance on the Heavenly Court's side, it would be the Immortal Court that would suffer.

Meanwhile, in the Northern Darkness Land, the three demons of Gui Che looked at Kunpeng with the same disgust as if they had eaten excrement.

"Fellow Daoists, are you still going to fight? If not, please leave my Northern Darkness Land."

Come here!

Come and hit me!

Kunpeng did not directly use Heavenly Dao merits to enhance his cultivation and sever his final corpse.

Instead, he condensed the Heavenly Dao merits he gained from establishing the Demon Script into a Jinguang Golden Wheel of Merit and hung it behind his head.

Even if he severed his last corpse and advanced to the Late Stage Quasi-Saint, he would still be no match for the Three Demons of the Gui Che.

But with the Golden Wheel of Merit present, the three demons of the Gui Che dared not attack him.

He enjoyed watching the three demons of the Gui Che who disliked him but were powerless to do anything about him.

"You..."

The three demons of Gui Che were speechless with anger at Kunpeng's shameless behavior.

At this moment, the three demons received a message from Di Jun, ordering them to return to the Heavenly Court immediately.

As for Di Jun in the Heavenly Court, he naturally wore an expression as if he had eaten excrement.

Kunpeng's actions were truly disgusting; there were very few creatures in the Primordial Wilderness who could tolerate such behavior.

"Hmph! Let's retreat!"

Kunpeng, don't think this matter is over. My Heavenly Court will settle accounts with you sooner or later.

Having uttered harsh words, the three demons of the Gui Che reluctantly withdrew.

A few moments after the three demons of the Gui Che withdrew, the three quasi-saints of the Immortal Court finally arrived at the Northern Darkness Land.

"Kunpeng, it's a great relief that you're alright."

We received the Immortal Emperor's order and hurried along the way, but unexpectedly we encountered a powerful rogue cultivator blocking our path in the Eastern Continent.

That's why I haven't had time to support Fellow Kunpeng for so long.

I hope Fellow Kunpeng will forgive me.

"It's truly wonderful that you're alright, fellow Daoist. If anything had happened to you, we would likely have been skinned alive by the Immortal Emperor upon our return to the Immortal Court."

The quasi-saints of the Immortal Court knew that their slacking off would surely incur Kunpeng's wrath.

He immediately apologized to Kunpeng and took responsibility to prevent Kunpeng from harboring hatred towards Dong Wang Gong.

That sincere look on his face—if it were any other being, except perhaps Kunpeng, one might actually believe it.

"Snort!

Thanks to the blessings of my three fellow Daoists, Poor Daoist, in a moment of divine inspiration, wrote down the Demon Script, which earned me the merit bestowed by Heavenly Dao, thus saving my old life.

"If we wait for the three fellow Daoists to arrive with their help, I Poor Daoist I would have already been reduced to ashes."

Now that Kunpeng has gained merit from the Heavenly Dao, he speaks with more confidence.

After all, with such a large, bright Golden Wheel of Merit on the back of his head, what living being would dare to attack him?

"From now on, in this Primordial Wilderness, no living being, not even a Quasi-Saint or Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, will dare to speak loudly to me."

Seeing the three Quasi-Saints of the Immortal Court accepting their fate, Kunpeng felt a surge of pride.

He seemed to see himself arguing with everyone and everything.

"This Kunpeng is really arrogant, but what's with all the arrogance?"

Once our Immortal Court completes the construction of the teleportation arrays Four Seas and the Outer Seas, and we accumulate Great Merit, it's uncertain who will be more arrogant then."

The quasi-saints of the Immortal Court secretly communicated through telepathy. Although they dared not attack Kunpeng, they also looked down on Kunpeng.

"He's just a pawn of my Immortal Court; let's let him be arrogant for a while."

"We'll have plenty of opportunities to deal with this guy later."

Seeing that the three Quasi-Saints of the Immortal Court were truly submissive and listening to his venting, Kunpeng felt extremely pleased.

However, he wasn't prepared to completely offend the other party.

After all, although he gained merit from the Heavenly Dao, after betraying the Heavenly Court and causing the death of Tai Yi, he truly had no one to rely on in the Primordial Wilderness.

If he were to offend the Immortal Court, with whom he had previously cooperated, to the point of death, even with the merits of Heavenly Dao, he would likely not be able to last long.

After all, if the Heavenly Court finds a way to deal with his merits and sends troops to deal with him again, he will still need to rely on the Immortal Court.

He never imagined that he could live a carefree life forever simply by relying on the merits of Heavenly Dao.

If he completely offends the Immortal Court, he will truly be left alone and helpless when the Heavenly Court attacks.

"I must thank you three fellow Daoists for your Poor Daoist this time. I have nothing much to offer in Poor Daoist."

Poor Daoist, will now use the finest Lotus Seed from my Northern Darkness Land's supreme Innate Spiritual Root — the Míng Hǎi Tài Lián —to entertain my three fellow Daoists.

This Míng Hǎi Tài Lián possesses Yin-Yang Qi, as well as the essence of water and the chill of ice.

Taking it can stabilize the Primordial Spirit and enhance the will to comprehend the Dao.

Those with sufficient opportunity may even comprehend the principles of Yin Yang and Yang, as well as the principles of water.

Kunpeng proudly introduced the Míng Hǎi Tài Lián Necklace he had brought out.

Although they were Lotus Seed, their size was actually larger than the fists of those with Dao Body.

The three Quasi-Saints of the Immortal Court were extremely envious of the spiritual fruit produced from such a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root.

Although they were powerful figures in the Immortal Court, they had actually not eaten many spiritual fruits produced by top-grade Innate Spiritual Root.

In particular, one of the quasi-saints was a practitioner of the Dao of Water.

Hearing that the Míng Hǎi Tài Lián could help living beings master the way of water, he was so eager that his mouth watered.

Kunpeng had a pleasant conversation with the three Quasi-Saints of the Immortal Court in the Northern Darkness Land.

The three demons of the Gui Che had already returned to the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court Mobilization Platform not only has the ability to send troops, but also to Jieyin the troops that have been sent out.

"This humble general is incompetent, allowing the Kunpeng to establish the Demon Script and escape calamity. I beg the Heavenly Emperor to punish me."

The three demons of the Gui Che were filled with self-reproach.

If they hadn't suffered setbacks in the battle and been unable to breach the Northern Darkness Palace sooner...

That Kunpeng probably wouldn't have left behind Demon Script; it would likely have already ascended to the Heavenly Court's Demon-Slaying Platform by now.

"This battle is not your fault; it is simply a matter of timing and fate."

Even if you manage to conquer the Northern Darkness Palace soon, Kunpeng will still leave behind Demon Script and gain merit from the Heavenly Dao.

The Kunpeng must have long harbored the idea of establishing the Demon Script; you were simply fortunate enough to be there.

Alright, that's enough for this matter. You can all take the teleportation array and go set it up.

Once the teleportation array is completed, all participants in my Heavenly Court will receive merit.

At that time, even the Kunpeng will be nothing.

Di Jun, however, showed no sign of blaming the three demons of Gui Che for their incompetence.

Once Kunpeng's Heavenly Dao Merit was revealed, even the Heavenly Emperor himself couldn't easily take action against Kunpeng.

The three demons of Gui Che were unaware of the teleportation array, and upon hearing their Heavenly Emperor's words, they all showed shock.

Di Jun explained the teleportation array to the three demons again.

All three demons marveled at the terror of the Xuanqing Heavenly Emperor.

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