Demon Saint's Scheme, Target: the Sun Star

Kunpeng stared blankly at Fuxi's self-destructive act, then a cold smile appeared on his face, "Fool, you didn't appreciate the life I spared."

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, you see, I did not kill your brother; he died on his own."

He looked up at the sky and spoke as if to himself.

Amidst the endless Chaos, Nuwa witnessed this scene and remained silent for a long time without moving before turning and entering the Wa Palace.

"It was fate; my brother still couldn't escape this calamity."

"Ha ha..."

"What powerful essence blood! It's incredibly nourishing!"

Looking at the remains of countless demons, Minghe roared excitedly. He was bloodthirsty and didn't care at all why Kunpeng was killing his own people.

This has nothing to do with him. If he had the ability, he would have slaughtered the demon race as well.

We're all going to die anyway.

The essence and blood of billions of demons were an unimaginable tonic for him.

"Devour! Devour!"

Minghe, controlling the Blood River Formation, prepared to feast.

But at that moment, a cold snort rang out, carrying terrifying pressure and killing intent, instantly shattering the Minghe.

"You filthy thing, get out of my way!"

Kunpeng shouted coldly, his face full of disdain and contempt, looking down at the Blood River from his high position.

With a twist, Minghe's body was restored, his face extremely ugly, his pupils filled with hatred and anger.

They used to address each other as fellow Daoists, but now they call each other filthy things?

Especially that look that seemed to regard Kunpeng as an ant, which enraged Minghe so much that he wished he could tear Kunpeng to pieces.

"Kunpeng, what do you mean?" Minghe suppressed the killing intent in his heart and asked as calmly as possible.

How can he tolerate being denied the meat that was practically in his mouth?

"Heh, it's nothing. You can't swallow this essence blood. Leave quickly, and don't make me say it a second time."

Kunpeng said casually, a peculiar glint in his eyes.

He wasn't deliberately looking for trouble; it was premeditated.

This move was intended to force the Minghe to the Human Race lands and dampen the arrogance of the Human Race.

Hearing these extremely insulting and contemptuous words, Minghe was so angry that his scalp tingled and his soul roared.

"Very good! Kunpeng, I'll remember this. I hope you won't regret it one day!"

Minghe roared, already so enraged he had lost his mind.

"You piece of trash, how dare you talk tough to me?"

"You think you can threaten even Sage?"

Kunpeng raised his hand and waved it, sending the Blood River Formation flying.

The Sun Star.

Ling Xiao witnessed everything and already knew Hongjun's scheme.

Using Kunpeng as a pawn, they destroyed the Witch Clan, and then, in a desperate move, let the Demon Clan self- Destruction.

Now, Kunpeng has concentrated the Demon Race Fortune on himself, and even stripped Di Jun and Tai Yi of the Demon Race Fortune, completely becoming the protagonist of the Tribulation.

Born to meet a calamity.

This can also be seen as Heavenly Dao's response to the variables of the Witch Clan, resulting in new variables.

"The Heavenly Dao are both impermanent and constant..."

Now that Di Jun and Tai Yi are outsiders, they can manipulate them at will.

Ling Xiao had even guessed what would happen next.

However, the only thing that puzzled him was how Hongjun would deal with the Kunpeng who had become a saint.

"Respond to all changes with constancy, and wait for Di Jun and Tai Yi to Primordial Origin; then all schemes will naturally crumble on their own..."

Ling Xiao's thoughts shifted, and he thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."

At this moment, the Primordial World was filled with a chilling atmosphere. Under the shocked gazes of all living beings, Kunpeng sent the Minghe River flying.

The next moment, Kunpeng's actions shocked them once again. Kunpeng moved and walked towards the sky.

"Is the Kunpeng Demon Saint going to... the Sun Star?"

Some of the powerful beings were startled and inexplicably became somewhat excited.

Kunpeng's actions did not surprise them. In the past, Kunpeng led the demon race to attack the Sun Star, but was defeated in a humiliating defeat. If it weren't for the intervention of the Sage, he probably wouldn't have survived.

Things are different now. Kunpeng has become a saint, his might overshadowing the Four Seas Eight Desolations. He annihilated the Wu and Yao Wu and Demon with a flick of his finger. He's a ruthless character who would even kill his own people when he's in a bad mood, so how could he possibly let his enemies go?

With Kunpeng's ruthless methods, wouldn't Di Jun and Tai Yi be torn to pieces, their bones crushed to ashes, and even their souls tortured?

The thought sent chills down their spines.

After becoming a saint, Kunpeng's old nature was not restrained; instead, it became even more brutal!

"This is terrible! He's going to the Sun Star, and it looks like he's going to make a move against Fellow Daoists Di Jun Tai Yi!" Ao Zhan exclaimed in alarm, his face extremely grim.

He couldn't understand it anymore. What wouldn't Kunpeng, who even slaughtered his own kind, do?

It might descend upon the East Sea at any moment.

"My dear friend Ziwei... is this still under control?" Zhulong looked at Ziwei and asked hesitantly.

He admitted that Di Jun and Tai Yi were very powerful, and few among the Quasi-Sage could rival them, but Kunpeng had already become a Saint, and Dijiang was no match for him.

How could Di Jun and Tai Yi possibly stop them?

All beings below the Sage are mere ants; no matter how strong Quasi-Sage is, they can never be a match for Sage.

Kunpeng wiped out the Wu and Demon and Yao races with a flick of his finger; one can only imagine his formidable fighting power.

"Don't worry, there won't be any surprises." Ziwei was very calm, with a smile on his face, without any pressure. He even leaned back on the dragon throne with ease, picked up the immortal wine, and sipped it slowly.

Kunpeng walked right into the trap and fled to the Sun Star.

Isn't that just courting death?

He couldn't think of anything else he could do.

Seeing Ziwei's relaxed expression, Zhulong could only feel relieved and console himself.

Given the current situation, he had no choice but to believe it.

"Bang..."

They clinked glasses, which made Ao Zhan's scalp tingle and his heart ache.

How can you remain so calm at a time like this?

My neck is numb.

Ao Zhan paced anxiously, worried about the future of the Dragon Clan. In contrast Ziwei and Zhulong were drinking and chatting happily.

The scene at this moment seemed unusually harmonious.

In the endless Chaos, the Two Western Sages watched as the Kunpeng walked towards the Sun Star, and they slowly rose up, causing the surrounding Chaos to ripple outwards.

They began preparations.

"Kunpeng is about to make a move against Di Jun and Tai Yi. Whether Ling Xiao will appear will soon be revealed."

"I hope this wretched creature will bravely step forward and let me settle my past Karma, instead of hiding out of fear... Heh..."

Zhun Ti spoke with a smile, but his seemingly distressed face held a chilling coldness.

He had waited too long for this moment.

The Ancestral Witch, who once had a grudge against them, have already been punished; now it's the Golden Crow's turn.

"In my opinion, that wretched Ling Xiao might really not appear. Knowing that danger awaits him, how could he not cherish his own wings?"

"With us Sage here, appearing in the Primordial World would be tantamount to throwing our lives away. Ling Xiao, that wretched creature, is incredibly cunning; there's no reason he wouldn't understand this."

Jieyin analyzed with a calm expression, saying that he was now worried that Ling Xiao was hiding in the mud. If that were the case, all his calculations would have failed, and he would have missed the big fish.

Even if we kill Di Jun and Tai Yi, ending the Witch-Demon Catastrophe, it would still be imperfect and regrettable.