Redcloud Ancestor!

"Oh?" Kunpeng raised an eyebrow, then said bluntly, "Then what do you think should be done?"

That single retort left Antelope Old Monster speechless. His face darkened, and he could not help swallowing a mouthful of anger. You already beat him to death—what else can be done?

Thinking this, Antelope Old Monster was just about to speak when Mu Jizi, who had been watching the situation unfold with a smile, stepped forward and laughed heartily. "Fellow Daoist, I truly apologize. My younger brother is simply like this—he has no sense of restraint when he acts and cannot control the strength in his hands. I hope Fellow Daoist will not take offense."

As soon as those words left his mouth, Mu Jizi's eyes were brimming with amusement. Where was the apology? He was plainly mocking him!

Antelope Old Monster flew into a rage at the sight. Just as he was about to flare up, Mu Jizi's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of puzzlement appeared in his eyes!

"An expert of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm?" Mu Jizi glanced at Kunpeng beside him, whose eyes held the same confusion, and could not help transmitting his voice.

"Yes." Kunpeng nodded and transmitted back, "Brother, you sensed it with your divine sense as well? Someone with Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation is flying this way. I do not know whether it is a coincidence or whether he has some intention!"

Hearing this, Mu Jizi fell silent for a moment. Then, as if he had thought of something, he grinned and transmitted, "Ignore it for now. Let us watch first!"

"Yes." Kunpeng nodded, not taking it to heart. He had only been puzzled because even across the Primordial Wilderness, existences with Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation were rare. Yet by some twist of fate, the two of them had encountered one. Whether their luck was too good or something else was at work, none could say!

Their voice transmission was exceedingly swift. Mu Jizi's expression had barely changed before it returned to indifference in the next instant!

At this moment, the two had lost all interest in playing around. They did not even spare the few little demons a glance, simply taking a step forward to leave!

Disregard! Disregard! Naked, blatant disregard!

Antelope Old Monster had never suffered such humiliation. He had already lowered his stance before Mu Jizi and Kunpeng, yet they still treated him this way, filling him with rage! In an instant, his old face turned the color of pig liver!

As the saying went, anger rose from the heart, and evil sprang from the gall! Seeing Mu Jizi and Kunpeng ignore him so completely, Antelope Old Monster flew into a fury. With a wave of his hand, all the little demons below swarmed forward. Just as they were about to attack, a breeze suddenly swept past, and a red figure drifted down from the horizon!

A vast aura radiated from that red figure. In a single stride, he arrived beside Mu Jizi and Kunpeng, causing the little demons to retreat several steps in unison!

Like a deity, the red figure smiled gently and swept his gaze across those present. "Why are you young friends fighting? Could you give this poor Daoist some face and stop here?"

The red figure wore a scarlet robe speckled with stains. One glance showed that he paid no heed to his appearance. Kunpeng frowned slightly, while Mu Jizi watched the scene with great interest!

At that moment, the several little demons nearby were all cowed by the red figure. His vast aura could stir the mana within their bodies with the slightest movement. It seemed that with a single thought from this man before them, they would vanish from existence entirely!

There was no need to say more. These little demons understood that no matter how many of them came, they would be no match for the scarlet-robed man. After a brief pause, Antelope Old Monster's eyes rolled, and he said respectfully and ingratiatingly, "Senior, you may not know this, but these two took this junior's innate treasure. This junior asked them to exchange it, but they refused, which led to what happened just now!"

At this point, Antelope Old Monster paused, then said magnanimously, "But since Senior has intervened in this matter, this junior shall take his leave. I will simply relinquish the innate treasure and let them have it!"

Antelope Old Monster truly possessed a vicious heart. His words sounded extraordinarily generous, yet he had actually pointed out that Mu Jizi and Kunpeng possessed an innate treasure, hoping to stir the scarlet-robed Daoist's greed and make him deal with them. His scheme of killing with a borrowed knife was executed to perfection; clearly, he often engaged in such dealings!

Mu Jizi and Kunpeng were both beings of immense divine abilities. Their wisdom could not be described by the mere word extraordinary. The moment Antelope Old Monster finished speaking, they understood his intent!

Mu Jizi frowned slightly, displeased in his heart, yet he could not be bothered to lower himself to teach a lesson to an existence as insignificant as an ant. Kunpeng, however, was different. Bloodthirstiness ran in his bones. Hearing those words, killing intent surged within him. With a casual movement, he clenched his great hand and shot toward Antelope Old Monster like lightning!

How could Antelope Old Monster have known that Kunpeng would be so bold as to attack before the eyes of a senior expert? Before he could react, Kunpeng had already seized him in his hand. He immediately cried out inwardly that he had been careless!

But he did not know that even if he had reacted, Kunpeng's grasp was not something he could have resisted!

Boom!

Cold light flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. He clenched his great hand, and with a muffled bang, Antelope Old Monster's body was crushed alive in his grip. Even his Primordial Spirit failed to escape, perishing within that explosion!

It sounded as though all this had taken a long time, but from the moment Antelope Old Monster turned to leave until Kunpeng crushed him in his hand, only one thousandth of an instant had passed. Even Mu Jizi had failed to react, much less this unknown scarlet-robed Daoist at the middle stage of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!

By the time the scarlet-robed Daoist reacted, Kunpeng had already returned to Mu Jizi's side! The little demons in the distance saw their ancestor slain in a single move and were terrified out of their wits. How could they care about anything else? One after another, they scattered and fled!

The scarlet-robed Daoist looked middle-aged, and his expression was rather unpleasant. Naturally so—he had just told them to stop, yet in the next moment, not only had someone ignored him, but had even killed another before his very eyes. Was that not plainly slapping him in the face?

Yet although his expression was ugly, he was no fool. The mana fluctuations Kunpeng had revealed earlier had seemed casual, but his cultivation and Dao attainments were no weaker than his own, perhaps even greater! Otherwise, he would not have failed to react before someone killed another right beneath his nose!

"What do you mean by this, Fellow Daoist? Do you not know that when one can spare another, one should spare another?" Though the scarlet-robed Daoist feared Kunpeng's cultivation, he was the sort of hopelessly softhearted good man who could not bear to see others fight. If you were in the wrong and killed someone, even if he could not defeat you, he would nag you to death!

With his middle-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation, there truly were few who could completely suppress him. Because of this, he had earned the title of a good old man! Of course, he had bestowed that title upon himself. In the eyes of other great experts, he was nothing more than a thoroughly rotten good man!

There was no need to say it—this man was none other than the famously good old man of later generations, Redcloud Ancestor!

"When one can spare another, one should spare another?" Kunpeng sneered. "You truly are naïve. You have reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, yet such thoughts still arise in your heart. Should I call you a great saint, or a great fool?"

Kunpeng's words infuriated Red Cloud so badly that his Three Corpses Deities leapt in rage. Whether it was fate or coincidence, the two seemed born as natural enemies. According to later accounts, at Purple Cloud Palace, Kunpeng had lost his saintly seat because Red Cloud gave up his own seat, and thus bore a grudge against Red Cloud. Yet now, because of such a trivial matter, the two had exchanged words. The affairs of the world were truly so profound and wondrous!

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