Humiliated! They All Took Their Leave!

After sizing him up briefly, Kunpeng could not help grinding his teeth, his heart filled with unwillingness.

"Damn it!"

"I... actually lost to him."

Kunpeng roared inwardly. No matter what, he had never imagined that he would be defeated by the Lord of Stars.

One had to know, countless ages ago, he had already reached the level of a Sub-Saint.

Originally, as Kunpeng saw it, so long as no Saint appeared, once he unleashed his true Kunpeng form, no one could stand against him.

Who would have thought that in this contest of spells with the Lord of Stars, he would lose?

The more Kunpeng thought about it, the more displeased he felt, yet he had nowhere to vent it.

In the end, he could only pin all of it on Haotian.

"Hmph!"

"It's all Haotian's fault, that fool!"

"If he had let me battle Zhao Gongming earlier, with my strength, wouldn't I have crushed that Zhao Gongming outright?"

"Great. Now he's made me lose all face in front of so many Saints and other living beings."

Kunpeng was utterly furious, his whole face flushed red with anger.

At that moment, the Lord of Stars had already settled himself. His gaze sharpened, and he looked straight toward Kunpeng.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, thank you for letting me win!"

Hearing the Lord of Stars say this, Kunpeng was so angry his teeth itched, yet he could not lash out.

He could only force down the anger in his heart, put on a magnanimous front, and cup his hands toward the Lord of Stars.

"Fellow Daoist Stars truly lives up to your reputation."

"I... I lost!"

Hearing Kunpeng's words, the Lord of Stars smiled faintly and said nothing more. Then, with a flash, he flew down before Di Zun and the others of