Hongjun's Third Sermon

"Mu Jizi, Kunpeng, what did the two of you mean by this?" Styx Ancestor's face was covered in frost. Seeing the God-Slaying Spear in Kunpeng's hand, he was so enraged that he could not even be bothered to call them fellow Daoists!

"Nothing more than taking back the God-Slaying Spear!" The moment the spear landed in his hand, Kunpeng immediately learned of its origins!

"Taking back?" Minghe's cold eyes revealed disdain. "It is an ownerless object. What face do you have to claim you are taking it back?"

"You yourself said it is ownerless!" Kunpeng seemed not to see the disdain on Minghe's face. His rebuttal was reasonable and well-founded. "Since it is ownerless, the capable may claim it. What is wrong with my saying I am taking it back?"

"Hmph!" Styx Ancestor's expression changed. Knowing he could gain no advantage in words, he simply tore off all pretenses and said coldly, "In that case, we must have a fight!"

"A fight?" Kunpeng raised a brow and smiled without quite smiling. "Do you think that, by yourself, you can defeat the two of us brothers?"

This time, Kunpeng was no longer reckless. Even if he wished to battle Styx Ancestor, he knew now was not the time! He possessed a supreme treasure but had yet to refine it. If they fought now and drew the attention of other great powers, it would truly be troublesome!

At this, Styx Ancestor was so furious that his Three Corpses Gods leaped in rage. He truly had not expected Kunpeng to be so shameless as to directly declare that he and his brother would gang up on one man! The face that great powers valued above all else seemed nowhere to be found on him!

Thinking this, Styx Ancestor knew there was no point