The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets)

This was something Hong Yun had never used before. Across the entire Primordial World, no one knew that this famously kind-hearted man actually possessed such a vicious magic treasure.

Believing he had gained the advantage through his sneak attack, Kunpeng shouted, "Hong Yun, back when the Dao Ancestor lectured, you caused me to miss my chance at the Saint position. The enmity of obstructing my path is irreconcilable. Today, you will surely die!"

Kunpeng moved, dodging Ancestor Hong Yun's vicious red sand. Although he was the Heavenly Court's Demon Master and a renowned figure in the Primordial World, he had no supreme treasure. His few low- and mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures were utterly useless in a battle between experts at the Saint-to-be level. For a time, the red sand forced him back, truly giving Hong Yun a chance to catch his breath.

Hong Yun's spirits lifted at this. Although he had been ambushed and suffered some injuries, he relied on the might of his magic treasure. Red sand surged out of the "Soul Scattering Gourd" in sheets and clouds, surrounding Kunpeng and actually turning the tide. Kunpeng gradually fell into a disadvantage.

In terms of magical power, Kunpeng was extraordinarily powerful. Among the three thousand Zixiao Guests, he was also one of the foremost figures. Unfortunately, his luck was poor. He had failed to obtain any top-tier treasure at Treasure Distribution Rock, and neither his travels through the Primordial World nor his time in the Heavenly Court had given him many opportunities.

This was what it meant to lack providence and fail to receive the favor of Heaven's Dao. After losing the Saint position and failing to obtain a supreme treasure, even someone with shallow fortune and unmatched divine abilities would still be unable to defy the Heavenly Mandate.

At this moment, without a top-tier Spiritual Treasure to protect him, Kunpeng saw how powerful Hong Yun's gourd was. A flash of jealousy and hatred crossed his eyes. With a loud roar, he released the Good Thought he had severed. A gigantic body stretching tens of thousands of miles appeared in the void: a massive fish with a pair of fleshy wings on its back, floating above Kunpeng's head, its edges impossible to see.

Kunpeng's true body was extraordinarily powerful. It charged straight at Hong Yun. As a top-tier divine beast, neither the Dao techniques and divine abilities Hong Yun used nor the scattered soul red sand could damage its body in the slightest.

"Hmph! You've severed a corpse. Did you think Ancestor Hong Yun hadn't?"

Being attacked two against one by Kunpeng, Ancestor Hong Yun snorted coldly and also released the avatar he had severed.

Unexpectedly, when Hong Yun's avatar encountered Kunpeng's true-body avatar, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree. It could not contend with Kunpeng's true body at all.

Hong Yun's Dao attainment was somewhat inferior to Kunpeng's. If not for the power of the Soul Scattering Gourd, which had allowed him to use his Spiritual Treasure to reverse his disadvantage, he truly would not have been Kunpeng's match!

They were both Saints-to-be: one was the great kind-hearted man of the Primordial World, while the other was the Heavenly Court's Demon Master, who had fought in countless campaigns for the Heavenly Court through the endless ages and slain one expert after another. The difference between them was simply too great.

Having seized the upper hand again and beaten Hong Yun into a sorry state, Kunpeng laughed loudly. "Hong Yun, today you cannot escape your doomed fate!"

Unable to defeat Kunpeng's true body, and with his injuries worsening, Ancestor Hong Yun began thinking of retreating. He did not want to continue tangling with Kunpeng. With that thought, Hong Yun suddenly unleashed a divine ability, forcing Kunpeng back. He turned, mounted a cloud of red light, and fled toward Wuzhuang Temple.

"Hahahaha! Hong Yun, do you think you can escape from this Demon Master's grasp? In terms of speed, can you possibly be my match?"

Although Kunpeng's body was enormous, his speed was not slow. With a spread of his twin wings, he instantly caught up.

Kunpeng's true body grew larger and larger, blotting out the sky and the sun and covering a radius of a hundred thousand miles.

Hong Yun suddenly felt the sky darken. The wind beside his ears roared like thunder. He hurriedly looked up and saw Kunpeng's true form descending over him like a divine mountain, suppressing him from above.

"The Primordial Violet Qi is mine!" Kunpeng gave a sinister smile. His magical power surged as his true form pressed down toward the Hong Yun below.

With a loud crack, Hong Yun's immortal body was crushed by mountain-like force. Hong Yun was horrified. His Nascent Soul fled and attached itself to the "Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul Scattering Gourd" as it desperately escaped. Only by entering Wuzhuang Temple could he preserve his life.

"Cackle, cackle, cackle! Hong Yun, come with Ancestor quickly. Only Ancestor can save your life!"

Suddenly, boundless baleful energy rose from the void in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple. The entire azure sky was dyed blood-red. An eerie laugh rang out from within a blood cloud, which swept toward Ancestor Hong Yun.

"Minghe! How dare you oppose my Heavenly Court?"

The moment Kunpeng saw the blood cloud, he knew things had gone wrong. He immediately shrieked, attempting to use the Heavenly Court's prestige to intimidate Minghe into retreating.

Ancestor Minghe was also a person of great origin. In the Land of Nine Netherworlds of the Primordial World, there was an endless sea of blood. It had formed from a mass of turbid energy between Heaven and Earth when Pangu Opened the Sky. Whether humans, immortals, ghosts, fiends, or demons, all who fell into it would have their Nascent Souls polluted. Minghe was a great expert born from that sea of blood.

This Saint-to-be was no pauper like Kunpeng. When he was born, three Innate Spiritual Treasures had accompanied him. One was the "Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner," one of the five innate banners. Once summoned, it produced blood lotuses that protected him. Even Innate Spiritual Treasures could not easily injure him.

The remaining two were the Killing Swords, "Yuan Tu" and "A Bi."

This pair of Innate Spiritual Treasures were killing weapons that incurred no karmic consequence when they slew others.

At this moment, faced with Kunpeng's questioning, Minghe manifested his true body from within the blood cloud. With the "Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner" above his head and the twin swords "Yuan Tu" and "A Bi" in his hands, he sneered. "Your demon race is powerful, but Ancestor Hong Yun does not fear you. Today, I happened to witness injustice and could not stand the sight of your demon race killing and robbing others. Hong Yun is under Ancestor's protection!"

Minghe's arrogance naturally had a foundation. After cultivating for many years, he had refined the sea of blood and become one with it. As long as the sea of blood did not dry up, Minghe would not die. Even if a Saint attacked him within the sea of blood, they could not kill him!

Unless they destroyed the sea of blood and formed a great karmic consequence with Heaven and Earth!

Moreover, Minghe had countless strange methods. He had created the Blood God Great Law and condensed four hundred and eighty million Blood God Son avatars. Every one of them was his true body. Even though he had risked leaving the sea of blood at this moment, he had still left himself a backup plan.

Even taking a step back, if someone killed him, his Blood God Son avatars would remain safe and sound within the sea of blood.

This was why he dared to compete with the Heavenly Court for the "Primordial Violet Qi"!

For the sake of attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint, he did not hesitate to offend top-tier great experts such as Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun, much less a mere Kunpeng.

"Good! Good! Good! Since that's the case, then let's fight!"

Kunpeng's face turned livid. Hong Yun was already finished, and he had nearly obtained the "Primordial Violet Qi," only for another unexpected opponent to appear. Now, despite knowing that Ancestor Minghe was powerful, Kunpeng still had to fight desperately for this sliver of opportunity.

"Kunpeng Sky Breaking Claw!"

The enormous Kunpeng true body shrank to the size of a human, but its movement speed rose to the extreme. Kunpeng and his Good Thought flickered constantly through the void, filling the sky with sharp claws.

"Shk, shk, shk!"

Every time they struck, the void was like a sheet of paper being torn apart, leaving behind rows of claw marks. Even the sky of the Primordial World struggled to withstand the full eruption of a Saint-to-be.