This was bad. Kunpeng's mood immediately turned foul. Return to the Heavenly Court?
Di Jun had to be consumed by boundless rage right now. If an eyesore like him returned to the Heavenly Court, wouldn't Di Jun use him as a punching bag?
But a saint's words became law. He could not return to the North Sea, and aside from the Heavenly Court, he had nowhere else to go.
"Damn it!"
Kunpeng did not dare curse the Mystic Turtle and could only redirect his resentment toward King Pan.
"That bastard King Pan, why didn't he tell me sooner that a saint had appeared in the North Sea? He's brought this upon me."
If he had known earlier, he could have paid the saint a visit. For the sake of the North Sea's living beings, he might even have gained the saint's protection.
Then he would not have needed to worry about the Heavenly Court or Di Jun's troubles. He might even have been able to use this chance to free himself from the Heavenly Court.
But he had ruined everything himself. Now, he still had to return to the Heavenly Court like some miserable wretch.
In the Mysterious Water Divine Continent, the Mystic Turtle watched Kunpeng's departing figure and could not help muttering.
"Heavenly Dao, why go to such lengths?"
The Heavenly Dao had actually used a Quasi-Saint to test him. He had already reached an agreement with the Heavenly Dao back then, so why was it still wary of him now?
Could it be...?
At that moment, the Mystic Turtle thought of Han Xi and the others. They had all left Azure Nether Island and gone to Zhou Mountain.
The Mystic Turtle had originally believed that Azure Nether Island could not bear the status of several Primordial Chaos Great