Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

If Bai Jing were here, witnessing this scene would surely make him lament the fickleness of fate.

In the original timeline, Crimson Gold did not exist, and the Demon Realm had not yet been established. At this time, the leader of the Demon Race should be Lu Ya, who possessed the bloodline of Emperor Jun and was the last pure-blooded Golden Crow in the world, one of the ten imperial sons of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

In the battle between the Lich and the Demon races, both races suffered heavy losses. The Ten Golden Crows were tricked by the Western Sage Zhunti in Tang Valley and died at the hands of the Lich race.

Under the protection of demon saints such as Bai Ze, Lu Ya led the remaining demon race to flee to the northern part of the prehistoric world, where they lived a precarious existence. Throughout his life, he tirelessly devoted himself to the revival of the demon race.

He appeared during the Investiture of the Gods, and his achievements were astonishing. He used the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife to kill Bai Li and the Seven Arrows with Nailheads to shoot and kill Zhao Gongming.

Unfortunately, in the end, he failed to revive the demon race. Instead, he joined the Western Religion, and one of his three corpses became the famous Zen Master Wuchao in later generations. His true form became the Great Sun Tathagata of the Esoteric Buddhist lineage.

Today, the ten sons of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race are still alive, and have become the rulers of the Demon Realm. They do not concern themselves with the affairs of the primordial world, and have never even used the name Lu Ya.

Chi Jin became the lord of the primordial demon race supported by Kunpeng, and he seemed to have replaced Lu Ya in the Investiture of the Gods.

Unfortunately, Zhao Gongming is too strong now. Not to mention the Crimson Gold, even if the current Lord of the Demon Realm were to come in person without using the power of the Demon Realm's Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, he would still be unable to do anything to Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming, seizing the opportunity, moved swiftly to stand before Chi Jin, and brought his steel whip down on Chi Jin's head.

At this moment, Chi Jin had not lost his ability to fight back. He dodged Zhao Gongming's attack by sidestepping and used a feather fan made from his own feathers to fight back against Zhao Gongming.

After exchanging more than twenty blows, Chi Jin was struck in the abdomen by Zhao Gongming's steel whip and sent flying. This time, Chi Jin truly had no ability to resist.

Just as Zhao Gongming was about to kill Chi Jin, a figure appeared out of thin air and blocked Chi Jin's path.

Faced with Zhao Gongming's steel whip, he raised his hand and grabbed it, managing to catch Zhao Gongming's attack with his bare hands.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Gongming's eyes. His whip strike was delivered with the ultimate physical strength. Even a fellow quasi-saint at the peak of his power would need a spiritual treasure to receive it. Yet this person could receive the blow without batting an eye using only one hand. His strength must be quite impressive.

Zhao Gongming sized up the gloomy-faced middle-aged man before him and asked, "Who are you?"

"Demon Master Kunpeng," the middle-aged man said expressionlessly.

"So you are Kunpeng. You're going to protect him?"

“He is the lord of our ancient demon race, so naturally I must protect him.”

"I see! Then let's have a chaotic battle! We can't fight here."

"You arrogant brat. Since you're so eager to die, then let's fight." With that, Kunpeng vanished in a flash.

Zhao Gongming turned to the Taoist priest who had been transformed by Bixiao and said, "Fellow Daoist, I entrust my disciples of the Jie Sect to your care."

Bixiao nodded, and Zhao Gongming, seeing that Bixiao had agreed, immediately used the Red Cloud Escape Technique and flew to Chaos.

Kunpeng stood at the primordial membrane, looking at Zhao Gongming who had used the Crimson Cloud Escape Technique. His eyes grew increasingly gloomy, and his killing intent was almost tangible.

Back then, when he was preaching at Zixiao Palace, if it weren't for Hongyun, how could he have missed the chance to become a saint on that futon?

Now that Hongyun has become a saint, he is only seeking the Primordial Purple Qi that rightfully belongs to him. And now that someone who has obtained Hongyun's inheritance has jumped out to stop him, then don't blame him for being ruthless!
As soon as Zhao Gongming stepped into the chaotic space, before he could even stand firmly, he felt a terrifying pressure rushing towards him.

Kunpeng, one of the most outstanding innate deities in the primordial world, made a ruthless move without hesitation. He spread his arms, which instantly transformed into a pair of boundless and enormous wings. With the flapping of his wings, the chaotic space was stirred up by violent spatial storms. The storms were like countless sharp blades intertwining, tearing through the void and sweeping towards Zhao Gongming with a world-destroying momentum.

Zhao Gongming was startled, clearly not expecting Kunpeng to disregard his senior status and attack him in a manner that was almost like a sneak attack.

Zhao Gongming dared not be arrogant in the slightest. Although he had not experienced the Lich War, he had heard of the legend of the Demon Master Kunpeng.

Knowing that this Kunpeng was a giant of the primordial world, possessing the cultivation of a quasi-saint at its peak, he was definitely the strongest cultivator below the saint level.

He immediately summoned the Void Wind Seal, bestowed upon him by the Sage Bai Jing. This treasure was formed from wisps of Void Wind essence, and was entirely dark blue-black, possessing earth-shattering power.

Zhao Gongming was originally a wind in human form. After cultivating the Nine Revolutions Primordial Technique, his origin gradually transformed into the Void Wind. This Void Wind Seal is not only his protective treasure, but also helps him to control the original power of the Void Wind in advance. It can be said to be the most suitable top-grade innate spiritual treasure for him.

Holding the Void Wind Seal, wisps of dark blue-green energy instantly surged around Zhao Gongming, swirling around him like ghosts.

These air currents, though seemingly thin, contain the power of the Void Wind, one of the Four Calamities, enough to obliterate all tangible things.

Although the spatial storm stirred up by the Kunpeng was fierce, it vanished instantly upon touching these bluish-black air currents, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, as if it had never existed.

Kunpeng's gaze sharpened, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

As a top-tier innate deity in the primordial world, he possessed a vast amount of inherited memories, and he immediately recognized that the bluish-black aura surrounding Zhao Gongming was the Void Wind.

This made Kunpeng even more wary of Zhao Gongming. The Void Wind, one of the Four Calamities, was comparable to the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder in terms of destructive power. It was a terrifying existence that people in the prehistoric world feared.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming in front of me can control such power!

"This kid's background is supposedly just ordinary Qingfeng, and his foundation is only at the middle level of the Innate Saint realm. I never expected that he could control the Void Wind. Is it because of the seal in his hand?" Kunpeng thought to himself.

Of course, as long as he thought about it, Kunpeng acted swiftly.

Seeing that the spatial storm was ineffective, Kunpeng immediately transformed into the Kun form, its enormous body appearing in the chaotic space. With a single breath, endless seawater gushed forth from its mouth, vast as the starry sea, and in the blink of an eye, it submerged a large area of ​​the chaotic space near the primordial membrane.

Driven by the power of the Kunpeng Quasi-Saint at its peak, the seawater transformed into countless shapes, with dragon shapes being the most common.

One after another, water dragons formed from pure magic power and seawater roared and rushed towards Zhao Gongming. Each water dragon contained terrifying power, enough to instantly kill an ordinary quasi-saint, causing him to perish and die.

Zhao Gongming's expression grew increasingly solemn. Faced with this overwhelming onslaught of water dragons, he dared not slacken his efforts in the slightest.

A void wind seal hovered above his head, and a bluish-black aura swirled around his body. He gripped a steel whip with dragon patterns and faced the horde of water dragons.

"Boom boom boom~" With a series of earth-shattering explosions, Zhao Gongming's dragon-patterned steel whip danced like the wind, each strike precise and accurate, shattering the water dragons into a sky full of water mist.

However, these water dragons seemed endless. Each time they were shattered, they would quickly reform under the impetus of Kunpeng's magic, roaring as they charged forward again. Zhao Gongming frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

These water dragons, though seemingly formed from seawater, are in fact manifestations of the Kunpeng's magical power and supernatural abilities, and cannot be completely destroyed by brute force alone.

Moreover, Kunpeng had already transformed into the form of Kun and was hiding in the endless sea. Its aura was unpredictable, making it difficult for Zhao Gongming to pinpoint its true form.

If this stalemate continues, his magical energy will be greatly depleted, and the situation will be extremely unfavorable for him.

"We can't delay any longer!" With this thought, a resolute look flashed in Zhao Gongming's eyes. He focused his magic power on his fingertips and pointed it sharply at the endless sea.

In an instant, a magnificent sword formation appeared out of thin air, hovering above the sea.

At each of the four sides of the sword formation stood a phantom longsword formed from the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind, radiating immense pressure.

This was the Four Extremes Sword Formation that Zhao Gongming had come up with on his own after listening to the teachings of the Tongtian Sect Master for many years; it was also his trump card.

To perfect this sword formation, Zhao Gongming repeatedly consulted the Tongtian Sect Leader, asking him to help him refine the sword formation using the principles of swordsmanship and formations.

He even went so far as to ask Bai Jing for a close look at Bai Jing's Four Extremes Square Zun.

It took Zhao Gongming countless efforts to perfect this sword formation.

Now that the Four Extremes Sword Formation has been unleashed, the entire chaotic space seems to be suppressed. The power of the four elements—earth, fire, water, and wind—flows within the formation, transforming into endless sword energy that sweeps across all directions.

At the center of the sword formation, the power of earth, fire, water, and wind converged and condensed into a dark blue-black longsword wrapped in ethereal winds, its blade radiating a terrifying aura capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Zhao Gongming's gaze sharpened like lightning, locking onto the depths of the sea, and he uttered a low shout: "Slay!"

The longsword fell with a resounding thud, its terrifying sword intent sweeping across the entire ocean like the creation of heaven and earth.

In an instant, the water dragon, the illusory objects, and even the endless seawater were all evaporated by the sword intent and turned into nothingness. The enormous figure of the Kunpeng could no longer hide and slowly appeared before Zhao Gongming.

A look of solemnity flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. He had not expected Zhao Gongming's sword formation to be so powerful, capable of breaking through his ocean of divine powers in one strike.

Kunpeng transformed back into human form, hovering in mid-air, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Gongming, your sword formation does have some merit, but if you think you can defeat me with it, you are being too naive!"

Zhao Gongming held a dragon-patterned steel whip, with the Void Wind Seal hovering above his head, surrounded by a bluish-black aura, his fighting spirit soaring: "Kunpeng, enough nonsense, let's fight!"

A cold light flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. After witnessing Zhao Gongming's sword formation, he knew that the vast ocean power in the Kun form was no longer enough to suppress his opponent.

With a flicker, the massive Kunpeng transformed into a colossal bird that blotted out the sky!

In its Peng form, the Kunpeng is surrounded by spatial power. When it spreads its wings, the chaotic space trembles, wind and thunder surge, and its speed is so fast that it is difficult to see with the naked eye.

This is Kunpeng's greatest reliance; even a saint would never be able to catch up with him in the chaotic space!
"Zhao Gongming, take my attack!" Kunpeng shouted coldly, its wings flapping violently, transforming into a streak of light, carrying endless gales and spatial rifts, rushing straight towards Zhao Gongming. Its speed was so fast that it was as if time had reversed, and ordinary quasi-saints could not react at all.

Zhao Gongming's expression was solemn. He knew that Kunpeng relied on extreme speed in this form and its attacks were extremely fierce. Therefore, Zhao Gongming dared not be negligent in the slightest. He fully activated the "Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Technique", and his body was filled with magical power, and his physical body radiated a dark blue-black light.

As if sensing something, the Void Wind Seal sent down streams of dark blue-green energy, which formed an indestructible protective barrier.

"Boom!" Kunpeng's sharp claws slashed down like a heavenly blade, colliding violently with Zhao Gongming's Void Wind Barrier, unleashing a deafening roar.

The chaotic space trembled violently, and a faint crack appeared in the space.

You must understand that this is a chaotic space! Only a saint can break through a chaotic space, and Kunpeng, with the help of its extreme speed, has already touched the threshold of a saint's power.

Zhao Gongming, who took the hit head-on, was shaken and retreated thousands of feet. Fortunately, he managed to block the attack thanks to his strong physical body and the protection of the Void Wind Seal.

A hint of surprise flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, but the attack did not stop at all. Its wings flapped repeatedly, turning into countless afterimages, attacking Zhao Gongming from all directions. Each strike was accompanied by a terrifying power that could tear space apart.

Zhao Gongming held a dragon-patterned steel whip, stepped on the Four Extremes Sword Formation, and had a dark blue-black longsword floating around him, exuding sword intent.

He used stillness to control movement, his physical body as stable as a rock, surrounded by ethereal winds, to neutralize Kunpeng's repeated fierce attacks.

The two sides fought for dozens of rounds, with sword energy and gale intertwining in the chaotic space, and spatial storms colliding with the void winds, resulting in continuous loud noises.

Although Zhao Gongming's Four Extremes Sword Formation did not launch a full-force attack, the power of earth, fire, water and wind continuously weakened Kunpeng's offensive as the sword formation operated, making it difficult for Kunpeng to fully utilize its speed advantage.

Kunpeng grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed. Zhao Gongming's physical strength far exceeded his expectations, and the defenses of the Void Wind were even more unpredictable, making it difficult for even his spatial power to completely break through.

After several dozen rounds, Kunpeng spotted an opening, its claws suddenly accelerating, tearing through Zhao Gongming's protective aura and leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left arm. Blood splattered, staining the chaotic void red.

Zhao Gongming grunted, his brows furrowed slightly, but he did not retreat even half a step.

He channeled his magical power, and the ethereal wind quickly wrapped around the wound, stopping the bleeding. His physical body slowly repaired itself under the blessing of the Nine Revolutions Primordial Technique.

Seeing this, Kunpeng sneered: "Zhao Gongming, although your physical body is strong, it will eventually reveal a flaw under my extreme speed."

Zhao Gongming, however, had piercing eyes and undiminished fighting spirit. He said loudly, "This little injury is nothing to worry about! Let's go again!"

As he spoke, Zhao Gongming held a dragon-patterned steel whip. He flashed forward and took the initiative to meet Kunpeng. He unleashed a sword formation and wind blades simultaneously, combining offense and defense, forcing Kunpeng to temporarily avoid his sharp edge.

The two sides clashed again. Although Zhao Gongming was slightly injured, he steadily held his ground by relying on the profound techniques of the Void Wind and the Four Extremes Sword Formation.

Although Kunpeng had a slight advantage in speed and managed to scratch Zhao Gongming, that was all.

"What a Zhao Gongming! A junior like him can fight me to this extent. Tongtian has indeed taught a good disciple."

Fortunately, I now hold the initiative in the battle. Zhao Gongming can't escape, and with Chi Jin below, getting those Jiejiao disciples from Jiepai Pass onto the list shouldn't be a problem. Kunpeng thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)