"By the way, where's Gui Che? I saw him leave with you back then."
"Gui Che was badly injured and is recuperating," Kunpeng said casually.
However, he failed to notice that the fleeting guilt in his eyes had been caught by Qian Kun, though Qian Kun did not expose him.
"Then forget it. I was planning to have him set out with you."
"Kunpeng, since I promised to keep you safe, once you return from the Witch-Demon battlefield, I'll give you another protective treasure. Not even Di Jun or Hou Tu will be able to harm you."
Hearing Qian Kun's promise, Kunpeng showed a trace of delight. Though he did not know what treasure it would be, anything that could render even Saints helpless was certainly no ordinary item.
"Thank you, Dao Ancestor. I'll be going now!"
He unleashed the Law of Speed and flew impatiently toward the Witch-Demon battlefield.
"Fu Xi, I'll start with you today!"
Watching Kunpeng depart, Qian Kun's lips curled into a smile.
"The Earthly Dao has existed for so long, yet I haven't gone to take a look. Earthly Dao, you went to such lengths to awaken. Don't disappoint me."
As the final syllable fell, Qian Kun turned into a phantom and vanished.
On the Hong Huang battlefield.
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The successive explosions immediately drew everyone's attention.
Following the sounds, they saw Fu Xi clutching a large handful of pitch-black pellets. Every time he threw one at Zhu Jiuyin, it caused a massive explosion.
Zhu Jiuyin, standing opposite Fu Xi, had a face blackened by soot. Every strand of his hair stood on end, white smoke rising from the tips. His beard had been singed into curls and still crackled with sparks. He looked as though he had been struck by lightning.
"Fu