Bo Huang fell silent for a moment. Several thoughts and calculations flickered through his golden eyes before he quickly reached a decision. He solemnly cupped his hands toward Kunpeng and said in a crisp, straightforward tone:
"Since this is uncle-father Taiyi's wish and can also lend a hand to his Demon Court, Senior may use the Great Sun Temple grounds as you see fit."
A faint trace of delight flashed through Kunpeng's eyes. Things had gone far more smoothly than he had expected.
"Good. Nephew Bo Huang, you truly understand the greater good."
Having obtained Bo Huang's consent, Kunpeng waved a hand, signaling Wukong to descend first onto the open terrace behind Great Sun Temple. The terrain there was broad, and spiritual veins converged there, making it ideal for laying the formation's foundation.
Under Bo Huang's decree, the monks and demon cultivators of Great Sun Temple also withdrew one after another, clearing out the entire rear mountain area.
Rosy light spilled between the halls. The matter appeared settled, but Kunpeng still had other plans in mind.
If someone as powerful as Bo Huang could head to the battlefield beyond the West Heavenly Gate and join the Demon Court, he would undoubtedly be a great reinforcement for Taiyi.
Kunpeng looked at Bo Huang before him and spoke again, attempting to persuade him.
"Bo Huang, you are the eldest prince of the ancient Heavenly Court, bearing the supreme Solar and Lunar bloodline of Di Jun and Xihe. Your cultivation has already reached the peak Primordial Golden Immortal realm. It would be such a waste for you to merely lend out a cultivation ground.
"Your uncle-father Taiyi is now locked in fierce battle beyond the West Heavenly Gate, and the stalemate is at its height. This is precisely when he needs capable men.