In the Primordial Wilderness, on Yingzhou Island, Xuanxiao watched the water mirror with a puzzled look and said to Golden Peng, "What's going on? Why is Xuanming having such a hard time in this fight? She shouldn't be struggling this much. I sent her over there to bully the newbies."
Golden Peng stroked his chin and said, "I don't know either. Well, Master, you know that ever since I married into the Witch Clan, I've always been a good boy. Back when I was in the Netherworld, I was the most obedient son-in-law around. I never picked fights."
Nine Phoenix exposed him from the side. "Are you sure? Who was it that, not long ago, broke through after absorbing a godhead and then ran off to the Chaos with Eldest Brother Dijiang to have a spar?"
Golden Peng's face reddened. "It wasn't me, anyway. Eldest Brother Dijiang is a true Ancestral Witch, a descendant of Pangu. Why would I fight him? No, absolutely not. That never happened."
Hearing this, Pangu threw his head back and laughed. "No harm, no harm. The Witch Clan is fond of fighting, and the Phoenix Clan is much the same. It's normal for you to want to find someone to practice with after breaking through. By the way, who won?" At that, Pangu became interested in the gossip.
Golden Peng chuckled. "I won by one move. Well, I have to thank Ao Yue for secretly sending me a voice transmission and telling me about the flaws in Eldest Brother Dijiang's spatial barrier."
In the Netherworld, at Great Emperor Fengdu's residence, Dijiang heard Golden Peng's words and muttered, "No wonder Golden Peng punched me right in the face during our last spar. So Ao Yue secretly helped him locate me. That guy is Great Immortal Yang