Let Fellow Daoists Die, Not Me

At Haotian's words, Old Ancestor Cangtian nearly choked.

You're only slightly skilled in fisticuffs?

You've already bound me, and you still want to talk about fisticuffs?

Old Ancestor Cangtian hurriedly shouted, "I refuse to accept this!

You, Haotian, are abusing your power and acting without restraint!

Fellow Daoists watching this, speak up for me!

Speak up for me!

Haotian is eliminating his rivals!

Today it's me!

How do you know it won't be one of you tomorrow?"

Hearing Old Ancestor Cangtian's cries, Haotian said coldly, "Silence!

Back when it was Dijun and Taiyi, you, Old Ancestor Cangtian, didn't dare utter a sound.

But now that it's my turn, you dare to make a scene.

If I don't teach you a lesson, how can I rule the Primordial World?

Hmph!

Dijun and Taiyi had Sun True Fire. I have Emperor Flame, too!

Today, I'll show you whether my Emperor Flame is any weaker."

As he spoke, Haotian's thoughts stirred.

A golden-red flame drifted toward Old Ancestor Cangtian.

The flame touched him, and a raging fire immediately engulfed his body.

In an instant,

Old Ancestor Cangtian's screams rang throughout the Three Realms.

While Haotian dealt with Old Ancestor Cangtian,

Kunpeng, on the other side, was already cursing to himself.

Damn it!

Haotian was a real bastard!

He'd asked me to hold off Old Ancestor Qingtian.

Then why hadn't he quietly taken care of things?

What was he playing at?

Had he not even thought about the pressure I was under?

This was Old Ancestor Qingtian!

A veteran cultivator at the Perfected Hunyuan Golden Immortal stage!

Was he someone I, Kunpeng, could afford to provoke?

You've made sure the entire Primordial World knows what's going on. How am I supposed to keep him occupied now?

Can't you see that Old Ancestor Qingtian has stopped chatting and is just staring right at me?

That look in his eyes!

He was practically ready to swallow me whole!

Looking at Old Ancestor Qingtian's expression, Kunpeng said, "Fellow Daoist Qing Tian, what if I told you this was all a misunderstanding?

Would you believe me?"

As soon as Kunpeng finished speaking,

Old Ancestor Qingtian sprang to his feet.

He roared, "Misunderstanding my ass!

Kunpeng, you're something else!

Fine! Fine! Fine!

You'd better not get caught alone.

If I get the chance, I'll never let you off!"

With that, Old Ancestor Qingtian was about to use a spell to flee.

But Kunpeng was no fool.

As one of the top escape artists around,

he'd managed to carve out a path even in a scene as chaotic as the Witch-Demon War.

How could he let Old Ancestor Qingtian escape now?

If Old Ancestor Qingtian got away today, Kunpeng's days would be miserable.

Never mind the beating he'd get from Haotian later.

From then on, he'd also have to stay on guard against ambushes from Old Ancestor Qingtian.

So, to prevent future trouble,

and to avoid getting beaten,

he could only ask Old Ancestor Qingtian to come enjoy a cushy position in the Heavenly Court, too.

Let fellow Daoists die, not me!

Between taking one beating and taking two,

I could only share one of them with you, Fellow Daoist.

With that in mind,

Kunpeng's thoughts stirred, and he flung out the River Diagram and Lo Shu Square.

In the blink of an eye,

a simplified Star Dou Array was laid out.

The array was made entirely of Acquired Spiritual Treasures,

and there were far fewer of them than in the original.

But fortunately, the array's core was the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the River Diagram and Lo Shu Square.

And so,

the moment the simplified Star Dou Array appeared, it trapped Old Ancestor Qingtian inside.

Seeing the array before him, Old Ancestor Qingtian's face darkened like the bottom of a pot.

Damn it!

Kunpeng was really going all out.

He'd gone straight for the array.

Old Ancestor Qingtian immediately roared, "Kunpeng!

Don't bring this on yourself!

Take down the array at once.

Otherwise, I'll fight you to the death!"

Kunpeng replied coolly, "Take down the array?

Why would I take it down?

We're discussing the Dao, Fellow Daoist. How could I let other cultivators eavesdrop?

You wouldn't want other people to hear your secret techniques, would you?

Even if you did, I wouldn't.

There's no way I'm taking this array down."

At Kunpeng's words, Old Ancestor Qingtian flew into a rage.

He cursed, "Damn you, Kunpeng!

Is Haotian your father?

Why are you following his orders so obediently?

You're a mighty figure in your own right. Are you really willing to be someone's dog?

I advise you not to bring this on yourself. If you push me too far,

I might just take you down with me."

Hearing this, Kunpeng replied expressionlessly, "That's going a bit too far, Fellow Daoist!

Fortunately, I'm magnanimous and don't want to hold it against you.

Forget it!

Let's not say things that'll sour our friendship.

We should get back to discussing the Dao."

Though that was what Kunpeng said aloud, he was cursing Old Ancestor Qingtian to high heaven in his heart.

You bastard, you sure know how to curse.

As if I want to do this!

If I weren't afraid of getting beaten, would I have gotten mixed up in this mess?

Hmph!

Just you wait!

You may be cursing up a storm now.

Once you're in the Heavenly Court, if you dare act up, I'll have to hand it to you.

Hearing Kunpeng's words, Old Ancestor Qingtian trembled with rage.

Discuss the Dao?

Discuss my ass!

You son of a bitch!

You, Kunpeng, are dead set on keeping me here.

Old Ancestor Qingtian gave up hope of talking him around.

He had to get away as soon as possible.

If he kept wasting time with this damned bird, Haotian would arrive, and then he wouldn't be able to escape.

Though he couldn't stand Old Ancestor Cangtian,

that fellow was about as strong as he was.

He hadn't been able to fight back against Haotian at all.

How much better would I fare?

I'll settle the score with Kunpeng later.

Once I escape today, I'll pluck every last feather off that bird.

With that in mind,

Old Ancestor Qingtian's thoughts stirred, and a Treasure Sword shot toward Kunpeng like a bolt of lightning.

Seeing Old Ancestor Qingtian attack, Kunpeng naturally didn't dare be careless.

He immediately brought out the Demon Master Palace and hurled it at Old Ancestor Qingtian.

In an instant,

ribbons of light darted through the array.

After several exchanges, Kunpeng was secretly struggling.

Damn it, I really can't beat him!

If Haotian doesn't hurry up, I'm not going to be able to hold him off.

As Kunpeng and Old Ancestor Qingtian fought fiercely on one side,

Candle Dragon was facing Old Ancestor Huangtian, whose expression was gloomy.

After gazing at Candle Dragon for a while,

Old Ancestor Huangtian said gravely, "Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon!

You're not acting of your own free will, so I don't blame you.

For the sake of our friendship in the past, let me leave, will you?

After all, you, Ancestor Dragon, and I were acquainted long ago."

Candle Dragon gave a bitter smile. "Fellow Daoist Huang Tian, it's not that I'm unwilling.

I really can't!

If I had a choice, I wouldn't have come here today."

No outsider could understand Candle Dragon's predicament.

Sure enough,

Hearing Candle Dragon's words, Old Ancestor Huangtian's expression grew ashen.

He then asked, "Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, you really won't do me this favor?"

Candle Dragon shook his head.

"It's not that I don't want to do you this favor.

Before I came, that person gave me strict orders.

If anything goes wrong, I'll be punished.

You could look at it this way, though.

Joining the Heavenly Court isn't so bad.

Apart from losing your freedom, there aren't many other downsides.

If you were to join of your own accord, you might even get some..."

Before Candle Dragon could finish, Old Ancestor Huangtian shouted, "Enough!

Candle Dragon, if you're willing to be a dog, don't drag me into it!

Am I the sort who's afraid to die?

I have principles!

Your Dragon Race joined of its own accord, but did it get any special treatment?"