Kunpeng's Pledge of Allegiance, the Weakness in the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array

The Demon Master Palace.

Xuandu followed Kunpeng into the Great Hall. The hall was not decorated with any luxury, only the flickering Azure Demonic Fire reflected the Demon Mark on the four walls.

He had just sat down on a jade throne made of black ice when Kunpeng waved his sleeve, without revealing a trace of fire or smoke.

"Buzz!"

The entire Demon Master Palace suddenly trembled!

Thousands of dark blue Demon Mark lit up from the palace walls, rapidly moving and eventually transforming into a massive light curtain that completely enveloped the entire palace!

Above the light screen, Yao Qi surged, and the Northern Darkness Cold Qi permeated the air. Furthermore, layers of spatial ripples emanated, completely isolating the inside from the outside.

Not only sight and sound, but even Spiritual Sense sense and Heavenly Secret perception were forcibly blocked by this great formation!

Xuandu's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

"Goodness."

His mind raced with thoughts.

The protective array of the Demon Master Palace was activated instantly, and it was clearly being activated at full power, leaving no gaps whatsoever.

This is by no means an ordinary way of treating guests.

Who are we defending against?

How can we guard against the lingering, secretly observing Spiritual Sense from all sides who remained after the great battle at the Bottom of the North Sea?

Or is it... specifically guarding against a few particular individuals?

Xuandu's eyes flickered slightly as he scanned the now blurred void outside the formation.

Among them, there must be the gazes of those two from beyond the Thirty-three Heavens and the Demon Court.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi!

Kunpeng's actions clearly indicated that he did not want the Demon Court to know the content of his upcoming conversation with him!

They might not even want them to know about the conversation itself!

"It seems... the rift between this Demon Master and the Demon Court is even deeper than rumored."

Xuandu understood in his heart, but his face remained calm, as if he was completely unaware of the suddenly rising array.

He simply picked up a teacup carved from the North Sea Cold Jade and took a small sip of the icy, bone-chilling Spiritual Tea.

The tea has a refreshing aroma, carrying the unique, Solitary Cold Dao Rhyme of the Northern Darkness.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me."

Kunpeng took his seat in the main position, the forced smile on his face vanished, replaced by his usual deep and sinister expression.

"The North Sea has been quite turbulent lately, with many petty villains. We must activate the grand formation to prevent eavesdroppers from behind the walls."

His voice was hoarse, but his tone carried a subtle hint of solemnity.

Xuandu put down his teacup and nodded slightly:

"Fellow Daoist, your considerations are thorough."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the ever-shifting Demon Formation's light screen, his tone indifferent:

"However, such a display might arouse some unnecessary suspicion."

A glint of malice flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, and a cold, sharp smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Suspicion?"

In the In the Great Wilderness, who doesn't suspect whom?

Even the highest-ranking Sage are not without their own schemes and calculations.

He looked at Xuandu, his voice lowering slightly:

"Fellow Daoist, your Sword Slaying Ran Deng severed Yuanshi and forced Yuanshi Poor Daoist caused a far greater commotion than my mere formation."

"Some things, once done, are done. Hesitation only brings trouble."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became subtle.

Xuandu's gaze narrowed slightly as he met Kunpeng's eyes.

Their eyes met, and they both saw the deeper meaning in each other's eyes.

Kunpeng's words, seemingly referring to himself, were in fact... also a subtle dig at Xuandu.

By Sword Slaying Ran Deng, he had forged a blood feud with the Chan Sect.

Now that you've done it, there's no need to be timid or hesitant anymore.

Kunpeng's activation of the great formation to isolate the inside from the outside world at this moment clearly indicates that he has made some kind of decision.

This decision may completely change his position in the Great Wilderness world, and even... his future fate.

"Fellow Daoist's words are indeed insightful."

Xuandu spoke slowly, his fingers gently stroking the rim of the ice jade teacup.

"I just don't know... why did Fellow Daoist invite me to the palace and set up this isolation array?"

"You wouldn't really be... offering me this cup of North Nether Cold Tea just for that?"

He raised his eyes, his gaze clear and bright, piercing straight into Kunpeng's heart.

Kunpeng remained silent for a moment, with only the crackling of Demon Fire echoing within the hall.

After a long while, he took a deep breath, and the last trace of hesitation and probing in his deep eyes finally faded, replaced by determination.

"Fellow Daoist speaks frankly, and I, too, will not beat around the Poor Daoist."

Kunpeng leaned forward slightly, his voice extremely low, yet every word was clear:

"This Poor Daoist... wishes to escape the Demon Court."

"!!!"

Even though he had suspected it beforehand, Xuandu was still slightly shaken when Kunpeng said those words in person.

Escaping the Demon Court?

This is a momentous event!

Kunpeng was Ancient Demon Master, Guest of Purple Heaven Palace, and held a prestigious position. He was also one of the nominal giants of the Demon Court.

Despite their outward harmony with Di Jun Taiyi, the nominal relationship between ruler and subject still exists.

If he were to openly break away, it would be tantamount to slapping the Demon Court hard across the face.

It will further shake the morale of the Demon Court, which was already somewhat unstable due to the setback at the East Sea Coast!

At that time, would the Witch Clan let such a golden opportunity slip by?

The balance of power may be subtly tilted as a result!

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what these words mean?"

Xuandu's expression remained unchanged, but his tone became more serious.

"This means... a complete break with Di Jun and Tai Yi, and becoming an enemy of the entire Demon Court."

"This also means... that there is no room for maneuver within this great eon."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng let out a cold laugh, a long-suppressed resentment flashing in his eyes:

"A complete break? Becoming enemies?"

"Fellow Daoist, do you think that Poor Daoist and the Demon Court can still be considered as one mind, ruler and subject?"

He flicked his sleeve, his tone laced with sarcasm:

"Di Jun Taiyi, though they seem to respect Poor Daoist as their Demon Master, are actually wary of me at every turn and try to hinder me in everything I do!"

"Back then in the Purple Heaven Palace, Poor Daoist had a chance to compete for that holy position, but who secretly interfered and ruined my opportunity?"

"Later, the Demon Court was established, and Demon Master were appointed. They may seem to hold high positions, but in reality, they have little power! When will the Demon Court's army outside the Northern Darkness truly obey my Poor Daoist?"

"Even during this incident in the North Sea, when those two used their Spiritual Sense to probe, did they ever truly take my Demon Master Palace Poor Daoist?"

The questions were accusations born of long-standing resentment.

Xuandu listened quietly, understanding dawning on his mind.

The conflict between Kunpeng and the Demon Court has indeed deepened to the point of being irreconcilable.

Old grudges, power struggles, suspicion and defensiveness...

These factors have long since eroded any remaining fragile bond between the two parties.

Now that the great calamity is approaching and the world is about to collapse, Kunpeng is... trying to find a true way out for himself.

"So..."

Xuandu slowly put down his teacup, his gaze fixed on Kunpeng:

"Fellow Daoist, you've chosen this moment to tell me these things..."

"Are you trying to use me to convey this message to Master?"

"Or... do you have ulterior motives?"

A dark light shone brightly in Kunpeng's eyes. He no longer concealed it and said in a deep voice:

"Poor Daoist wish to leave the Demon Court, but though the Great Wilderness is vast, there are very few who can truly accommodate Poor Daoist and who are not afraid of the Demon Court's retaliation."

"Among the Three Pure Ones, Taiqing is inactive, Yuqing is arrogant; neither is a good choice."

"The Western Two Sages... Hmph, trying to get something from a tiger."

He looked at Xuandu, his tone becoming sincere:

"Only the Interception Sect, Teach Without Discrimination, Seize a Thread of Life, and with the Sage Tongtian in charge of killing, fears nothing."

"Fellow Daoist, as the Jie Sect Vice Sect Master, you enjoy the deep trust of the Sage, and your courage and strength are unparalleled in the Great Wilderness."

"This Poor Daoist... wishes to join the Interception Sect, seeking the Sage's Protection, and striving for that A Chance for Transcendence amidst countless eons!"

After the words were spoken, the Demon Master Palace fell into a deathly silence.

Only the vast array of light curtains flowed silently, separating the inside from the outside into two worlds.

Xuandu's heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

Really!

Kunpeng's true purpose was actually... to surrender and join the Interception Sect!

An Ancient Demon Master, Quasi-Saint Peak, a powerful being who wields the Extreme Speed Divine Ability, actually wants to abandon his position as a venerable figure in the Demon Court and willingly become a disciple of the Jie Sect Underling!

The sincerity... or rather, the decisiveness behind this is extraordinary.

Moreover, Kunpeng's choice to have a private conversation with him at this time and place clearly indicates that he had chosen the right opportunity.

He had just killed Ran Deng, revealing his Hunyuan Peak strength, and had received undisguised protection from Master Tongtian.

This undoubtedly Reassurance Pill Kunpeng.

The Interception Sect had both the strength and the determination to accept him!

"I understand your intentions, Fellow Daoist."

Xuandu spoke slowly, his expression solemn:

"However... this matter is of great importance and cannot be decided by this junior alone."

"We need to inform our master, and he will make the decision."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng nodded:

"That's only right."

He paused, then said:

"However, before that, Poor Daoist have a Pledge of Allegiance to offer to you, my Fellow Daoist, and also to the Interception Sect."

"Oh?"

Xuandu's eyes flashed upon hearing this.

A ruthless glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, and he whispered:

"Regarding the Golden-Winged Great Peng, I can offer Poor Daoist full assistance and will surely make him willingly join the Interception Sect."

"Also..."

His voice was lowered even further, almost inaudible:

"The Demon Court 'Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array has a key array eye that Poor Daoist secretly arranged years ago, leaving a back door."

"If the Jie Interception Sect were to clash with the Demon Court in the future, Poor Daoist... could temporarily disable this formation's core."

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, Xuandu's pupils suddenly contracted!

The Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array!

A wondrous, Great Wilderness formation used by the Demon Court to suppress destiny and resist the Du Tian Divine Fiend Great Array the Witch Clan!

If we could discover even one of its key weaknesses... the significance of that would be immeasurable!

To gain the Interception Sect Jie Sect, Kunpeng even revealed such a secret!

Their sincerity is undeniable!