Elsewhere, after Hong Yun self-destructed, Kunpeng confronted Ming He. Before them, a crimson gourd floated in the air.
At this moment, the battle between Kunpeng and Ming He began.
"Fellow Daoist, Hong Yun and I share great Karma. This Primordial Violet Qi should also be my opportunity."
Kunpeng watched Ming He warily. From Ming He, he sensed the aura of a Peak Quasi-Saint, a full realm above his own.
If not for the Primordial Violet Qi, he would not have wanted to face Ming He at all.
"Fellow Daoist, opportunities belong to those destined for them. If not for me, you would not have been able to kill Hong Yun."
Ming He cast Kunpeng a disdainful glance. If he had sat on Kunpeng's cushion back then, what business would The Two from the West have had?
He had given it up before, yet now he wanted to reclaim it. How could there be such a thing?
"Then let us fight."
As Ming He spoke, Yuantu and Abi in his hands stabbed toward Kunpeng.
Kunpeng refused to be outdone. He brought out all his Spiritual Treasures and battled Ming He.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a giant hand reached out, swept past the two of them, and snatched away the gourd.
"How dare you!"
Ming He and Kunpeng immediately stopped fighting. In an instant, they shared a common enemy and aimed their Spiritual Treasures at the owner of the giant hand.
"Hehe, with this gourd, I refuse to believe that Zhen Yuanzi will not hand over the Earth Book."
The newcomer was Shanhai. Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book was not easy to seize, but this was the only thing left behind by his friend. Shanhai refused to believe Zhen Yuanzi would not trade for it.
If he could not seize it, could he not exchange