First, Remove His Two Wings to Taste

Qing Xuanzi suddenly remembered that there was such a person in the Primordial Era, and he was also the owner of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"Senior Sister Nüwa, you handle the rest. I'll go take a look." Qing Xuanzi took a step and arrived at the scene.

Hong Yun was being attacked from both sides by the Nether River Ancestor and another cultivator, already in a precarious situation. He roared:

"Explode." His body rapidly expanded.

"Not good, this fellow is going to self-destruct." Nether River quickly retreated.

The other being was about to retreat but was grabbed by a large hand and couldn't move.

"Kunpeng, didn't you run into the Chaos? How dare you show your face?"

Kunpeng's heart trembled when he heard this. Looking up again, who else could it be but Qing Xuanzi?

Since Qing Xuanzi had shown up, he definitely wouldn't let Hong Yun self-destruct.

Ever since he saw Hong Yun, Qing Xuanzi finally understood how the Chaos Demon Gods found the Primordial Era.

The Great God Pangu opened up the Primordial Era, and the Chaos Demon Gods all knew this.

But where exactly was the Primordial Era? They didn't know. The Chaos was so vast, it was impossible to search.

Unless they had a target in the Primordial Era.

Qing Xuanzi had already recognized that Hong Yun was the remnant soul of the Carefree Demon God.

So it was no longer strange that the Chaos Demon Gods could find the Primordial Era.

The Carefree Demon God controlled the Great Dao of Chaos Qi, which, to put it simply, was information.

He was the Chaos Demon God most easily discovered by other Demon Gods, and also the weakest Demon God.

The Carefree Demon God was constantly emitting signals outwards, like a satellite navigating for other Demon Gods.

When Pangu opened the sky, he was among the first batch of Demon Gods to die.

Even Luo Hou had placed a beacon on him, constantly thinking about returning to the Primordial Era.

Based on the timeline, Luo Hou should also be approaching his peak period, after all, the Demonic Dao is the easiest to recover.

His methods were also the most bizarre and effective.

Previously, the Destiny Demon God did not detonate the Hongmeng Purple Qi belonging to Hong Yun, likely harboring thoughts of future revenge.

As long as Hong Yun was still in the Primordial Era, even if he died, his Great Dao would remain in the Primordial Era.

It could also serve as a lighthouse, guiding other Demon Gods to the Primordial Era.

In fact, Qing Xuanzi still didn't understand why the Chaos Demon Gods absolutely had to come to the Primordial Era.

Why was the Primordial Era like a cake that everyone wanted a bite of?

He had once thought of asking Hongjun, but there were too many things, and he forgot for a while. Now, he remembered.

"Hong Yun, if you want to live, the only way is to do as I say, understand?"

"Saint Qing Xuanzi's great kindness, Hong Yun will remember it in his heart and will naturally follow the Saint."

"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, you... you're alright, that's great. Greetings, Saint Qing Xuanzi."

Zhen Yuanzi finally arrived and was overjoyed to see that Hong Yun was unharmed.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, I was saved by Saint Qing Xuanzi and have already decided to follow the Saint."

"That's excellent. You possess the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and with Saint Qing Xuanzi's protection, that is the best possible outcome."

What Zhen Yuanzi didn't say was: Sigh, if you can't keep the Hongmeng Purple Qi, just offer it up.

Qing Xuanzi suddenly remembered that Zhen Yuanzi possessed the Earth Book, making him a natural candidate for a Di Dao Saint.

Since he had encountered him, a little reminder was necessary. As for whether he could grasp it, that was up to him.

"Zhen Yuanzi, the mysteries of your Earth Book are profound, far beyond what you currently know.

If you contemplate it carefully in the future, perhaps becoming a Saint is within reach, you never know."

After saying this, Qing Xuanzi led Hong Yun away, leaving Zhen Yuanzi alone to ponder the meaning of Qing Xuanzi's words.

Returning to the Demon Court, Qing Xuanzi threw Kunpeng onto the ground and said, "First, cut off two of his wings to taste."

"Kunpeng? You still dare to return?" Nüwa's face was ashen. He had caused a lot of trouble for the Demon Clan.

He had even betrayed the clan. If it weren't for his decent cultivation, they would have annihilated him long ago.

"Dijun, make the arrangements. This palace also wants to taste it."

Bai Ze had someone come and take Kunpeng away to cut off his wings, not worried at all that he would escape.

Are you kidding? A demon captured by a Saint, who could escape?

"Senior Sister, are the arrangements almost complete?"

"Yes, the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram was originally meant for you to gather the Human Race when they were in difficulty.

It seems it won't be needed now. I plan to use it to refine a realm, called the Demon Realm. Do you think this is feasible?"

"Good idea. The Mountains and Rivers State Diagram is a top-grade congenital spiritual treasure. If it is transformed into the Demon Realm, it might still be slightly insufficient.

How about you wait until I finish refining, and then you can begin?"

Nüwa knew what Qing Xuanzi meant by "finish refining."

It likely meant directly melting the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram into the Thirty-six Petals Divine Power Creation Golden Pill when he refined it.

"Okay."

"Alright, Dijun, Taiyi, I have high hopes for you. After this Kalpa, you will have a share in becoming Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortals."

Dijun and Taiyi were overjoyed. They never expected such a great opportunity to fall from the sky. They immediately began to pledge their loyalty:

"We will not fail the Saint's trust."

"Alright, go and hurry them up. See how the Kunpeng feast preparations are going. I still need to rush to the Witch Race later."

"Bai Ze, immediately order the feast to begin. If one pair of wings isn't enough, cut off two big legs as well."

Dijun showed no awkwardness about eating a demon. The Demon Clan also frequently held feasts, and who were they eating if not demons?

However, this time was different: previously, he had only eaten creatures without awakened sentience.

After the feast, Qing Xuanzi, carrying Kunpeng and accompanied by Hong Yun, departed.

Upon reaching the Ancestral Land of the Ancestral Witches, he extracted Kunpeng's Primordial Spirit and said, "Let's start the feast and chat while we eat."

Poor Kunpeng's Primordial Spirit huddled to the side, motionless, his heart filled with endless lament: How could the Heavenly Dao have lost?

That was the Heavenly Dao, the supreme existence of the Primordial Era, and it actually lost.

Even if it lost, I had already escaped to the Primordial Era, yet somehow, as if possessed, I came back to ambush Hong Yun.

Kunpeng even wondered if he had been possessed by the Heavenly Dao, otherwise, how could he have dared to return?

"Brother Qing Xuanzi, where did the wings go?"

"The Demon Clan ate them. This fellow is a disgrace to the Demon Clan. Eating him can be considered lessening some of his sins."

Zhurong, hearing this, boisterously spoke again, "Why not just slaughter him directly? What's the point of keeping him?"

Qing Xuanzi glanced at Kunpeng's Primordial Spirit beside him and said, "Killing him is too easy on him. Keep him. When he grows a physical body again, we'll continue eating him."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng felt utterly doomed. This was treating him like a pig raised for slaughter. He couldn't help but tremble all over.

He immediately knelt beside Qing Xuanzi and said, "Saint Qing Xuanzi, please spare this little demon's life. I couldn't defeat the Heavenly Dao either."

"You really want a way to live?"

"Please, Saint, point me to a way to live."

"Ten thousand years from now, the Witch and Demon Races will have a great war, a life-and-death struggle. If you can stand on the side of the Witch Race,

and charge for the Witch Race, I will give you a chance."

Qing Xuanzi did this out of fear that one or two stubborn members of the Demon Clan might target the Ancestral Witches, which would be difficult to control then.

It would be better to let Kunpeng be a target for attracting firepower.

Furthermore, he suspected that the Heavenly Dao had also put in a lot of effort for Kunpeng to be able to return.

According to the general trend left by the Destiny Demon God before, Kunpeng should have been the spark of the Demon Clan.

Since that was the case, why not provoke the Heavenly Dao? Perhaps the general trend left by the Destiny Demon God would show a flaw.

After all, in Qing Xuanzi's understanding, the Heavenly Dao's sentience was similar to artificial intelligence.

Creating some bugs for it might have unexpected effects.

Kunpeng had no choice. Just as he was nodding frantically, a shrill cry for help came from the West from Zhunti:

"Dao Ancestor, save me!"