Attain the Dao?
Hearing Lingguang's words, Kunpeng froze for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head.
How could attaining the Dao be so easy? Hadn't Dijun cowed the Ten Thousand Clans, established the Demon Race, taken command of the Heavenly Court, and ascended to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor? Yet even he had failed to walk his path of dominion to its end, perishing halfway.
Kunpeng was not the sort of god to belittle himself, but he knew his limits. He was no match for Dijun. If even Dijun could not attain the Dao, then merely surviving the Dragon-Han Catastrophe and the witch-demon calamity was already no small feat for him. As for anything else... he dared not harbor extravagant hopes anymore. He would let everything take its natural course.
As he thought this, Kunpeng's manifestation gradually faded. Finally, he entrusted Lingguang with a request. "Golden Roc has joined Jiejiao and has the Shangqing Saint's protection, but Kong Xuan is alone, with no one to rely on. I hope you will look after him, Holy Venerable."
Lingguang nodded. "Of course. Rest and recover without worry."
"Yes." With that, Kunpeng's manifestation vanished completely.
Meanwhile, at the Heavenly Court.
A peacock radiating five-colored light flew in from afar and landed before the South Heaven Gate, transforming into a handsome young man dressed in splendid green robes, with a feather tucked into his hair.
"Halt! Who are you, and what business brings you to the Heavenly Court?" The Divine General guarding the South Heaven Gate stepped forward, raised a hand, and questioned Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan glanced at the Divine General, then at the hundreds of Heavenly Soldiers behind him and the majestic, imposing South Heaven Gate. A flicker of admiration crossed his eyes. Then he said calmly, "I