Kunpeng's Fall

Wu Zhiqi's body suddenly swelled, his muscles bulged, and he transformed into a giant ape ninety feet tall.

The giant ape's fur stood on end like steel needles, its fangs protruded for over ten feet, and its eyes flashed with a ferocious crimson light.

He was simultaneously enveloped in the blue light of the Water Law and the blood-red light of the Law of Battle; the two lights intertwined, and his aura surged.

Xuan Mie was shocked to see this and took out a tower-shaped magic weapon for defense, but it was too late.

The giant ape that Wu Zhiqi transformed into grabbed Xuan Mie, and its giant hands ignored the magic weapon, tearing Xuan Mie in two!

"What?!" Kunpeng was shocked.

The filthy energy of Xuan Mie attempted to reconstruct its body, but Wu Zhiqi opened its massive maw and inhaled forcefully.

The suction force was so strong that it formed a vortex, swallowing Xuan Mie completely!

The giant ape burped, exhaling a foul breath that boomed like thunder. "The taste isn't very good."

After speaking, he returned to human form, his face slightly pale, clearly indicating that the secret technique had consumed a great deal of energy.

Seeing this, Lu Ya formed hand seals again.

"Let me show you this trick again!"

The True Sun Fire condensed behind him, transforming into a gigantic golden crow dharma image.

His appearance was extremely majestic, bearing some resemblance to his father, Di Jun. His eyes shone like the sun, his wings blotted out the sky, and his body was engulfed in an inextinguishable True Sun Fire.

"The golden crow descends upon the sky!"

Lu Ya shouted.

At this moment, he gave it his all, determined to slay the Kunpeng.

With a long cry, the golden crow's image flapped its wings and flew towards the Kunpeng.

Faced with this deadly attack, Kunpeng finally showed a look of fear in his eyes.

He could sense that this force was in no way inferior to his own.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The collision of the two forces caused an explosion that shook the North Sea.

However, Lu Ya's strength was still a little lacking. Bai Ze came to Lu Ya's side and directly injected the power within Lu Ya's body. Lu Ya glanced at Bai Ze and then increased the power.

"Kunpeng!!!"

"No!"

The endless True Sun Fire engulfed him, and the Northern Darkness Palace was completely shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

When the flames subsided, the Kunpeng lay dying on the sea surface.

His body was charred black, his flesh mangled, and his breath was faint.

"Boy, you can't kill me, I..."

Lu Ya ignored him and staggered to his side. He looked down at the man who had killed his mother, his eyes filled with no pity, only the relief of having avenged his mother.

"Mother Queen, you can rest in peace now."

Lu Ya said softly, his eyes calm.

After saying that, he slammed his palm down, and the True Sun Fire appeared, burning from his physical body to his primordial spirit inch by inch.

"Ahhh..."

The Kunpeng struggled and howled in the true fire, eventually turning into a wisp of green smoke and completely dissipating into the world.

This quasi-saint, a traitor to the Demon Race, has finally fallen today.

The battle ended, and Lu Ya swayed, nearly falling over.

Bai Ze quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Your Highness, how are you?" Bai Ze's voice was choked with emotion.

Lu Ya his hand, barely managing to stand up straight. "It's nothing, just that I was too exhausted."

He looked at Bai Ze, "Uncle Bai Ze, you're injured."

Bai Ze shook his head. "This old minister's injury is nothing. Your Highness, you have truly grown up. The Demon Emperor and Demon Queen, if they were alive, would surely be pleased."

As he spoke, tears welled up in the eyes of this ancient and weathered demon god.

Wu Zhiqi walked to Lu Ya's side, his face pale, but he grinned and said, "Junior brother, you fought well in that battle."

Lu Ya smiled bitterly, "With our enemy before us, we have no choice but to fight."

He looked at Wu Zhiqi and said sincerely, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother. If it weren't for your assistance today, the outcome would have been uncertain."

Wu Zhiqi waved his hand. "Why talk about such things between fellow disciples?"

Lu Ya nodded. Tens of thousands of years of hatred had finally been avenged today, but he felt little joy, only a heavy sense of relief.

Bai Ze looked at the remaining followers of the Northern Darkness Palace, who were trembling in the distance.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Your Highness, what should be done with these people?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Northern Darkness Palace knelt on the sea surface, kowtowing repeatedly. "Your Lu Ya, spare our lives! Bai Ze, spare our lives! We were forced into this situation. Kunpeng's power is immense; if we do not obey, we will only face death!"

"Yes, Your Highness, we have never taken the initiative to be enemies with the Demon Race; we have always acted under orders!"

"Your Highness, please have mercy and spare our lives!"

Some people wept bitterly, while others kowtowed repeatedly, their foreheads bleeding from the effort.

Lu Ya looked at the people kneeling and begging for mercy, remaining silent.

"Your Highness, we must nip this in the bud," Bai Ze said in a low voice. "These people have all served Kunpeng; who can guarantee they won't..."

"Uncle Bai Ze," Lu Ya interrupted Bai Ze, "The revival of the Demon Race requires not only military force, but also a broad mind."

He took a few steps forward, his voice echoing throughout the area. "From this day forward, the Northern Darkness Palace ceases to exist. If you are willing to repent and reform, you may return with me to the Myriad Demon Mountain and serve the Demon Race race from now on."

"If you do not wish to, you may leave on your own."

Upon hearing this, the people were initially incredulous, then overjoyed, repeatedly kowtowing. "Thank you, Your Highness, for sparing our lives! We are willing to follow Your Highness and serve the Demon Race race!"

"I am willing to follow Your Highness!"

"We swear to serve you to the death!"

Lu Ya nodded and turned to Bai Ze: "Uncle Bai Ze, please make arrangements for them."

Bai Ze looked at Lu Ya, a complex expression flashing in his eyes, which finally turned into relief. "Your Highness is benevolent, this old minister obeys."

Afterwards, Bai Ze instructed the Demon Marshal Lin Lie and Chi Xuan to take the rest of the people back to Myriad Demon Mountain.

He doesn't trust these people yet and needs to be polished.

At this moment, Wu Zhiqi looked at Lu Ya and said, "Junior brother, now that things are over, I should also go back."

"Senior brother, why don't you come and visit my Myriad Demon Mountain?"

Lu Ya also wanted to express his gratitude to Wu Zhiqi for his help.

Wu Zhiqi shook his head. "We'll talk about it later. You also need to take care of your own things, so I won't get involved."

Lu Ya understood, "Then thank you very much, Senior Brother."

Bai Ze also bowed deeply, "Thank you for your help to my Demon Race, fellow Daoist. Bai Ze is deeply grateful."

Wu Zhiqi waved his hand, then transformed into a streak of light and flew away.

"Your Highness, let's go too."

After everyone left, Bai Ze came to Lu Ya's side and whispered.

"Good."

Lu Ya nodded, taking one last look at the island beneath his feet.

He took a deep breath, then slammed his palm down, pulverizing the entire island.

From that moment on, everything about Kunpeng ceased to exist in the Primordial Wilderness.