Assisting the Kunpeng, Returning to Mount Buzhou

In the chaos, the Three Pure Ones besieged the Kunpeng, and the battle was fierce. Although the Kunpeng revealed part of his true form, his wings covered the sky, stirring the chaos, but under the fierce attacks of the Three Pure Ones, he was already struggling. His daoist robe was even more tattered, and a trace of golden blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating a not-so-light internal injury.

He felt extremely wronged. This unwarranted disaster came inexplicably, yet he couldn't explain it clearly. He couldn't win, and he couldn't escape.

Occasionally, other Great Powers returning from the Purple Heaven Palace would pass by, such as Di Jun and Taiyi, Nuwa and Fuxi, Jieyin and Zhunti, but upon seeing that it was the Three Pure Ones ganging up on Kunpeng, their expressions changed slightly, and they all detoured from afar!

There was no intention of stopping to watch or intervene. One of the survival rules of the Primordial World: mind your own business, especially the business of Pangu's Three Pure Ones.

Di Jiang, hidden in the dark, watched this scene and understood. With Zhenyuanzi's cautious and steady nature, upon seeing such a dangerous battlefield ahead, he would have long ago avoided it and found another way back to the Primordial World. It was hopeless to try and intercept Zhenyuanzi today.

Di Jiang's gaze fell back on the Kunpeng in the battlefield, who was in a sorry state but still possessed a bit of an unyielding, carefree aura. Watching the Kunpeng struggle to flap his wings, still trying to break free from restraint and soar through the heavens in his desperate situation, Di Jiang inexplicably thought of the Free and Easy Wandering he had read in his past life:

"In the North Sea, there is a fish, its name is Kun. The Kun is so large, I know not how many thousands of li across; it transforms into a bird, its name is Peng. The Peng's back, I know not how many thousands of li across; it rages and flies, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky... It breaks through the clouds, bears the blue sky, and then aims for the south..."

The Kunpeng before him, though in a sorry state, his origin aura, his dao rhythm, and his divine essence, actually faintly resonated with the image of the carefree, unrestrained Kunpeng described in the text!

"This matter ultimately started because of me. Although this Kunpeng has a reputation for ferocity, seeing him now, he does possess a respectable, carefree spirit. To have him take the blame for me and be beaten so miserably is indeed a bit too much."

A rare moment of literary resonance made Di Jiang decide to act. Di Jiang did not reveal himself, still perfectly concealing his presence. With a slight movement of his mind, the profound and unfathomable Space Law spread out silently.

Just as Yuqing transformed a majestic Yuqing divine light into a giant palm to strike the Kunpeng, Shangqing sent a sword energy that tore through the chaos to block his path, and Taiqing's aura suddenly tightened, preparing to deliver the fatal blow!

The Kunpeng only felt that the space around him, which had been tightly locked by Taiqing's aura, suddenly became as "slippery" as flowing water! The incoming Yuqing giant palm and the attacking Shangqing Law, at the moment they approached his body!

Their trajectories shifted by an extremely subtle yet perfectly timed amount, as if striking an invisible, constantly sliding spatial membrane, deflecting most of the power!

More importantly, in the chaotic region directly in front of him, which had been tightly sealed, a hidden, fleeting spatial fold suddenly appeared!

"Opportunity!"

Although the Kunpeng didn't know who was helping him, his combat experience was incredibly rich. He immediately seized this rare chance for survival! His body transformed into a phantom that almost merged with the chaos, following the guidance of the spatial fold, at a speed far exceeding his usual, he instantly broke through Taiqing's blockade. Like a fish escaping a net, in a few flashes, he disappeared into the vast chaos!

"Hmm?"

"What happened?"

Yuqing and Shangqing were stunned simultaneously. Their attacks missed, and their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

Even Taiqing's usually expressionless face showed a solemn look. He carefully sensed the extremely faint yet profoundly mysterious spatial fluctuations remaining in that area and said in a deep voice, "An expert made a move in secret, using supreme spatial divine abilities to help him escape."

"Spatial divine abilities? Who?"

Yuqing's face turned ashen. The Kunpeng, who was within his grasp, had escaped, igniting his fury.

Taiqing shook his head and looked into the depths of the chaos: "I don't know. But this person's mastery of the Way of Space has reached perfection. When did such a figure appear in the Primordial World?"

The Three Pure Ones looked at each other, their hearts sinking. As for Di Jiang, the instigator, after doing all this in secret, he quietly departed, his merits hidden.

He helped the Kunpeng, firstly out of a literary resonance and a bit of guilt, and secondly, he didn't want the Three Pure Ones to have things too easy. As for whether the Kunpeng would be grateful or know it was him, Di Jiang didn't care.

His gaze once again turned to the Primordial World.

"The matter of Zhenyuanzi needs to be planned carefully. For now, I must return to Mount Buzhou and deal with the matters of the Qilin clan and the Earthly Fortune."

Silently returning to the Pangu Divine Hall on Mount Buzhou, Di Jiang swept his divine sense and took in the situation within the hall.

In one corner of the hall, Jiu Feng was cultivating diligently, with the dao rhythms of nine laws circulating around her, displaying the demeanor of an elder sister. In another corner, Xiangliu sat alone, his aura yin-soft and obscure, meditating on some divine ability!

In the open space in the center of the hall, a scene of fiery activity unfolded.

The burly Xing Tian, his battle intent boiling, was wielding his accompanying giant axe, ferociously attacking Chi You like a madman. Chi You, with his thick-skinned, bull-horned true form, had earth-yellow light circulating around him!

He forcefully withstood most of Xing Tian's attacks, emitting dull, booming sounds, but he was clearly at a disadvantage, only having the ability to defend and rarely the power to counterattack. His large face was filled with helplessness and frustration.

Beside them, Hou Yi held his Sun-Shooting Bow, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the tall Kuafu, watching with great interest, occasionally offering commentary, like a pair of "good buddies" watching a gladiator match.

Seeing this scene, Di Jiang immediately understood! It must be that Xing Tian, the battle maniac, was itching for a fight and couldn't find a suitable opponent. He didn't dare provoke Jiu Feng, Xiangliu's methods were too insidious, Hou Yi was too fast and would kite his opponent, and as for Kuafu, he probably wasn't strong enough to fight!

So he picked on the honest and simple Chi You, who was known for his defense and endurance, for a sparring match. Chi You, being kind-hearted, probably couldn't bring himself to refuse, and thus was entangled by Xing Tian, suffering miserably.

Di Jiang frowned. He didn't object to such sparring; Chi You wasn't in mortal danger, and combat was also a part of cultivation. However, he thought of something and his lips curved up. He flashed and appeared in the center of the battle. Without any apparent action, he merely flicked his sleeve!

An invisible yet immensely powerful spatial force instantly permeated the area, effortlessly separating Xing Tian's violent axe shadows and Chi You's thick earth-yellow light.

Both of them felt an irresistible, gentle force pushing them back several steps involuntarily. The fierce battle abruptly stopped.

"Big, Big Brother?" Xing Tian, who was in the heat of battle, was suddenly stopped. He looked up with some dissatisfaction, and upon seeing Di Jiang, his momentum immediately faltered. He called out in a muffled voice. Chi You, as if granted amnesty, quickly retracted his divine abilities, panting heavily, and looked gratefully at Di Jiang.

Hou Yi and Kuafu also quickly straightened their bodies, putting away their spectator expressions. Even Jiu Feng and Xiang Liu, who were cultivating in the distance, opened their eyes and looked over.

Di Jiang's expression was calm. His gaze first fell on Xing Tian, "Xing Tian, how many times have I told you, brother? The path of cultivation lies in clarity of mind and seeing one's true nature, in controlling power, not in being overly aggressive and bullying your brothers!"

"Look at you, how you've forced Chi You into this state? If it were a real enemy, it would be one thing, but towards your own brother, are you so careless?"

Xing Tian lowered his head, tightening his grip on the axe, but dared not retort. He also knew he had gone a bit too far, but when the desire to fight arose, he sometimes couldn't control himself.

Di Jiang then looked at Hou Yi and Kuafu beside him: "And you two! As brothers, seeing Xing Tian acting recklessly, you didn't try to dissuade him, but instead watched from the sidelines? Do you find it amusing?"

Hou Yi and Kuafu also showed embarrassed expressions.

Finally, Di Jiang's gaze swept over everyone, his tone softening slightly, but still serious:

"We seven siblings, inheriting the bloodline of Father God Pangu, reside on Mount Buzhou, and should work together with one heart, respecting and loving each other! The Primordial World will be fraught with danger in the future, and we will have to face it together. If we are constantly fighting amongst ourselves, how can we deal with external enemies? How can we bring glory to the name of Pangu's True Lineage?"

After his lecture, all of them lowered their heads. Even Jiu Feng and Xiang Liu showed thoughtful expressions.

"Xing Tian, I sentence you to three Yuan Hui of closed-door meditation. Your Spiritual Treasure will be revoked. Think carefully about my words today!" Di Jiang imposed the punishment!

"Yes, Big Brother." Xing Tian, with his head hanging low, obediently walked to the side to face the wall.

Only then did Di Jiang look at the exhausted Chi You, his tone much gentler: "Chi You, are you alright?"

"N-no, I'm fine, Big Brother. I'm thick-skinned," Chi You said with a simple, honest smile.

Di Jiang nodded, but inwardly sighed that Chi You was indeed an honest child!

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