The North Nether Sea had a fish called Kun, whose size stretched for thousands of li. When it transformed into a bird, it was called Peng. Its back was like Mount Tai, and its wings hung beneath the clouds of heaven. When it flew in fury, it stirred the universe.
An ancient poem once said: "When clouds part over Mount Heng, the winds and rains cease; Kunpeng begins its wave-striking journey from this day. What is there to fear in the Vast Sea's raging currents? The three-foot Cold River points toward Dongling."
It spoke precisely of an existence such as this. Since Dao Ancestor Hongjun lectured at Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng had gone out before, but he had never truly appeared before the world. Today, however, marked his first emergence!
A sharp, piercing cry split the void. The Giant Peng carried wind and thunder with it, closing in on Di Jun in an instant.
Gale winds howled, and waves swept away the tattered clouds. Just as the enormous creature was about to crash into him, a flash of black light burst forth. A gloomy young man with coldness hidden in his eyes now stood there—the transformed true body of Kunpeng.
Di Jun's gaze sharpened, and he immediately realized that this man had severed one corpse and stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm!
The corners of his mouth lifted as he laughed heartily. "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, it has been many years. To meet again today is truly fortunate!"
Looking for me? Kunpeng sneered inwardly, but his expression did not change as his eyes swept over the ten attendants behind Di Jun. Every one of them had a profound aura and was at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm!
Then he looked toward Tai Yi and Di Jun, and alarm bells