That blow sent Kunpeng flying an unknown distance, nearly all the way to the Mysterious Water Divine Continent.
However, a rippling water barrier rose around the Mysterious Water Divine Continent and bounced Kunpeng away.
If Kunpeng's enormous body had crashed into the Mysterious Water Divine Continent, who knew how many flowers, plants, and tiny living creatures would have been crushed?
"Again!"
Cangjie caught up, repeatedly swinging the Spiritual Treasure in his hand. Kunpeng's body kept bouncing back from the rippling water barrier, flesh and blood spraying everywhere. Even Tian Feng could hardly bear to watch.
Cangjie seemed to have taken a liking to this ball-hitting posture, relentlessly batting Kunpeng around. Across the entire North Sea, only Kunpeng's miserable screams echoed without end.
After an unknown amount of time, Cangjie finally seemed tired and stopped.
Looking up, he saw that the blood beyond the Mysterious Water Divine Continent had long changed color. Kunpeng's mangled body lay motionless upon the sea. Were it not for the faint groans drifting from him, no one would have connected him with the once-overbearing Kunpeng.
At last, Cangjie poured Magic Power into the Literary Dao Golden Chapter, preparing to give Kunpeng the final blow, when a voice came from afar.
"That is enough, little friend. Keep hitting him, and you really will beat Kunpeng to death!"
Mystic Turtle appeared before Cangjie alongside Tian Feng, carrying a fishing rod.
"May I ask who you are, Senior?"
In his previous life, Cangjie had either hidden away in Wuzhuang Temple or wandered freely between heaven and earth. He had never paid attention to the changes in the north and knew little of Mystic Turtle's existence.
"I am Mystic Turtle. I am fairly close with Fellow Daoist Nuwa as well. Little friend, could you give me some face and spare