Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"Breaking through to the Taiyi Realm." Kunpeng's voice was laced with sarcasm. "For a mere Taiyi Realm, you've plunged the entire demon race into dire straits!"

Jiuying suddenly raised his head and glared at Kunpeng, his eyes blazing with fire, but he ultimately did not retaliate.

It wasn't because Kunpeng's cultivation was higher than his, but because Kunpeng was right.

The atmosphere became extremely tense at that moment.

Jiuying suddenly stood up, paced back and forth a few steps, and then abruptly stopped.

"I'll go." He turned around, looking at Bai Ze and Kunpeng. "I'll take action and kill Xuanyuan and Chiyou together. With my Quasi-Saint cultivation, dealing with a Golden Immortal and a Taiyi is a piece of cake."

When he said this, his tone carried a sense of recklessness and desperation.

Bai Ze glanced at him.

Kunpeng also glanced at him.

Then the two of them spoke almost at the same time.

"idiot."

Jiuying's face instantly turned even redder than before. Just as he was about to lash out, Kunpeng spoke first.

"Xuanyuan is Guangchengzi's disciple." Kunpeng's voice carried an undisguised sarcasm. "Guangchengzi is a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. You're going to make a move? Can you be sure that Guangchengzi has a backup plan bestowed by Yuanshi Tianzun? With your meager cultivation, you'll just die if you run into him."

Jiuying retorted angrily, "What makes you so sure that Guangchengzi definitely has a backup plan left by Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"Just because I've seen it before!" A trace of memory flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.

Bai Ze, Jiu Ying, and Shang Yang were all taken aback.

Huanglong was only the second disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, yet he possessed methods left behind by a sage. How much more so Guangchengzi, the eldest disciple of the Chan Sect.

"What about Chi You?" Jiu Ying asked again, unwilling to give up.

Bai Ze continued, "As for Chi You, Xing Tian has already made his move. Do you think Hou Tu would do nothing to protect Chi You, the only hope of the Wu tribe? If you lay a finger on Chi You, Hou Tu's Reincarnation Disc could smash into your head the next moment."

As Jiuying was repeatedly blocked by the two men, his face turned from red to green, and then from green to black.

"We can't kill them, so are we just going to watch them grow up, become human emperors, and eventually come after us for revenge?"

The hall fell silent.

Jiuying's question was like a knife, stabbing directly into the deepest part of everyone's heart.

Yes, if we can't kill them and we can't just wait to die, then we have to think of other ways.

Bai Ze remained silent for a moment, then turned to look at Kunpeng.

"Does the sorcerer have a solution?"

Kunpeng leaned back on the stone bench, his fingers tapping slowly on the table.

That nonchalant smile reappeared on his face.

"Whether Chi You or Xuanyuan becomes the Human Emperor, the demon race will not escape."

Kunpeng shrugged, then changed the subject, "But what does that have to do with me? I'm not a demon. From the day I betrayed the demon race, they have nothing to do with me. If they want to settle scores with the demon race, they can't settle scores with me."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yang and Jiu Ying's expressions simultaneously turned extremely ugly.

They were so angry at Kunpeng's shameless behavior that they gritted their teeth!

If Kunpeng's cultivation level hadn't far surpassed theirs, they would have given him a good beating today.

As Kunpeng observed their reactions, his smile deepened, tinged with a malicious satisfaction.

Bai Ze, however, was not angry.

He looked at Kunpeng with a calm expression, and even the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"The Demon Master is right," Bai Ze said softly. "You have betrayed the demon race, so the title of Demon Master is indeed irrelevant to you. If the demon race perishes, it seems to have little impact on you."

Kunpeng raised an eyebrow, waiting for Bai Ze to continue.

"But there is one thing that the Demon Master may have forgotten." Bai Ze walked to the stone table, placed his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and stared straight at Kunpeng with his white jade pupils. "If we perish, if the demon race is destroyed, your Great Dao will surely be severely damaged."

Kunpeng's smile froze slightly.

Bai Ze continued, "You may not care about the title of Demon Master. You might even be able to bear the loss of your cultivation. But there's something else...!"

He paused.

"Karmic obstacles".

The moment those two words were uttered, the smile on Kunpeng's face vanished completely.

Bai Ze's voice was calm and unhurried, as if stating a simple fact: "Under the rules of Heaven, if the demon race is destroyed, you will bear the endless karmic burden. Demon Master, you were once a member of the demon race, and you cannot escape the karma of the demon race. No matter how clean you try to absolve yourself, the Great Dao of Heaven recognizes karma, not the words you utter."

Kunpeng's face suddenly darkened.

Karmic obstacles.

These two words were like a needle, precisely piercing the place he feared most.

He had considered the issue of karma, but he always felt that since he had already betrayed the demon race, the demon race's karma was no longer his concern.

But Bai Ze's words seemed to tear away this barrier.

What if the demon race really perished?

The reckoning of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is never based on your current stance, but on whether you have been entangled with this cause and effect.

No matter how much he tries to erase his identity as a demon master, he, Kunpeng, cannot.

Because this is recognized by Heaven, it cannot be erased simply by his own denial.

Images involuntarily surfaced in Kunpeng's mind.

Yingzhao!

Ghost train!

......

Why did they attack the Heavenly Court in the first place? They made an unwise move and became stepping stones for others on their path to success.

These are all caused by the backlash of karmic obstacles.

Kunpeng's cultivation level is higher than theirs, but the higher the cultivation level, the more ferocious the karmic backlash will be.

If that day truly comes, even if he doesn't perish, he will absolutely not be able to escape unscathed.

Thinking of this, Kunpeng's gaze towards Bai Ze changed.

Then the sinister look on Kunpeng's face receded like the tide, replaced by a cheerful expression.

"Don't rush, don't rush." ​​He stood up and waved his hand at Bai Ze. "Let me think about it, let me think about it."

Bai Ze withdrew his gaze and walked to the side, giving Kunpeng space to think.

Shang Yang and Jiu Ying exchanged a glance, both with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

They thought Kunpeng would just walk away, but Bai Ze managed to subdue him with just a few words.

Kunpeng paced slowly in the hall, his steps light, but his brows were furrowed, clearly deep in thought.

Kunpeng walked for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, then suddenly stopped.

He suddenly raised his head, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"We cannot kill Chi You and Xuanyuan, but we must also prevent them from becoming the Human Emperor."

Kunpeng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura: "The only way is to exterminate the human race."

Both Shang Yang and Jiu Ying raised their heads at the same time.

Their eyes lit up.

human race.

Yes, the Human Emperor needs the blessing of the human race to achieve this.

If the human race ceases to exist, its destiny will naturally dissipate, and neither Xuanyuan nor Chiyou will become the human emperor.

This method is simple and crude, but it is indeed effective.

Only Bai Ze remained calm.

He looked at Kunpeng, his voice laced with undisguised sarcasm: "Demon Master, let's get practical. Exterminate the human race? Do you really think Fuxi and Shennong can't leave the Fire Cloud Cave? Or are the Sage Taiqing and Goddess Nuwa too weak to wield their swords?"