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Beihai, Demon Master's Palace.

The Demon Master's Palace stands majestically, its deep walls covered with dense demonic patterns.

Inside the hall, the demon master Kunpeng was surrounded by a dark and profound demonic aura, his eyes as deep as an abyss.

However, at this moment...

For the first time, his usually gloomy and deep face revealed an undisguised look of surprise!

Just now!

Although he did not go to the battlefield in person, with his quasi-saint peak divine sense, he had already seen the entire battle at the bottom of the North Sea!

Xuandu cleaved Randeng with a single sword strike!

Forced the Primordial Sage to retreat!

Furthermore, protected by the Heaven-Reaching Sword Intent, he escaped unscathed!

These scenes, like thunderclaps from chaos, struck the depths of his Dao heart, shaking his very soul!

"Randeng...is dead..."

Kunpeng murmured, his voice hoarse, with a tremor he himself was unaware of.

What kind of existence is the lamp?

He was a fellow guest of Zixiao Palace, and his cultivation, foundation, and magical treasures were no less than his. Moreover, he was the vice leader of the Chan Sect, holding a prestigious position!

Yet this ancient quasi-saint was actually killed by Xuandu with a single sword strike!

Moreover, this was done even with the personal intervention of the Primordial Sage!

What does this mean?

This means that Xuandu's strength is far beyond that of an ordinary Hunyuan Golden Immortal!

This also means that... the Sage of Tongtian has gone so far as to protect this child that he is willing to completely break ties with Yuanshi!

"How exactly did this child cultivate?"

The dark light in Kunpeng's eyes flashed intensely, and a monstrous wave surged in his heart.

A century of Hunyuan is already considered defying the heavens.

Now he's at the peak of the Primordial Chaos realm, and his sword has slain a Quasi-Saint...

This completely overturned his understanding of spiritual practice!

Even though he was an ancient demon master who had seen countless geniuses, he had never heard of a terrifying existence like Xuandu!

What alarmed him even more was...

After killing Randeng, Xuandu did not leave the North Sea, but instead... headed deeper into the sea!

That direction...

Kunpeng's pupils suddenly contracted!

It was directly below his Demon Master Palace!

"Is he here for me?"

As soon as this thought arose, Kunpeng felt a chill run from his spine straight to the top of his head, and his demonic energy became uncontrollably disordered for a moment!

He had no grudge against Xuandu, and they had never even met.

However, Xuan Du's decisive, ruthless, and domineering attitude of ignoring the pressure of a saint when he killed Randeng just now made him feel wary!

This man acts without any regard for the consequences!

If he really came for me...

Kunpeng's expression shifted as he quickly weighed the options in his mind.

What about Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi?

There's absolutely no hope for them!

A hundred years ago, on the shores of the East Sea, two demon emperors were forced to retreat by Xuandu, who claimed to be a direct disciple of the Jie Sect and to have karmic connections with Nuwa. They lost face and had long regarded Xuandu as a thorn in their side.

But now Xuandu's strength has increased dramatically, and it is under the full protection of Tongtian. Even the Demon Court would never dare to confront it head-on again!

Moreover... his relationship with the Demon Court was already strained due to past grievances, so why would Di Jun and Tai Yi risk a direct confrontation with the Jie Sect for his sake?

"It seems... I can only rely on myself."

Kunpeng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging fear and unease in his heart.

After all, he was an ancient and powerful being who had ruled the Northern Darkness for countless years, and his mind and cunning were extremely profound.

Panic won't solve anything.

We must remain calm and deal with this!

"Xuan Du's arrival may not necessarily be to be my enemy."

Kunpeng's eyes flashed as he quickly analyzed the situation.

"The North Sea is vast; perhaps he was just passing through, or perhaps he was seeking some other opportunity..."

If Xuandu truly came for a fortuitous opportunity, then there is no direct conflict between him and the Demon Master's Palace.

Perhaps... we could even use this opportunity to forge a good relationship with Xuan Du?

After all, Xuandu is currently enjoying great power, with Tongtian, a ruthless saint, standing behind him. It would be unwise to make an enemy of him.

"Fine... one can't hit a smiling face."

Kunpeng slowly rose, his dark demonic aura receding, transforming into a black Daoist robe, and his face regaining its usual deep and calm expression.

"Let's try to find out what he thinks first."

"If he really came for a chance opportunity... perhaps we could do him a favor."

Without further hesitation, he transformed into a dark streak of light and sped towards the place where yin and yang met below!

......

Deep in the North Sea, a place where Yin and Yang meet.

This is a strange space, separate from the North Sea.

The entrance to the space is composed of two intertwined and ever-flowing chaotic air currents.

One black and one white, like two giant dragons coiling around each other, exuding a rich Daoist charm of Yin and Yang.

Outside the entrance, neither seawater nor ice can penetrate; only endless chaotic air currents permeate the area, completely isolating it from the outside world.

now.

Xuan Du landed in front of the entrance.

With a slight sway of his green robes, the Daoist aura of the peak of Hunyuan naturally flowed, quietly dissolving the chaotic energy that rushed towards him.

His gaze fell on the entrance where black and white intertwined, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"As expected, this is a place where yin and yang meet innately..."

Xuandu whispered, his divine sense quietly probing in.

Inside the entrance, the space is vast and not dark, but rather filled with black and white light.

On the earth, the black and white energies flowed like living things, giving rise to all sorts of mysterious phenomena.

Sometimes it transforms into a yin-yang fish, head to tail, endlessly rotating;

Sometimes it transforms into two dragons, one black and one white, roaring and intertwining, tearing through the void;

At times, it condenses into the image of the Tai Chi symbol, with natural patterns that expound the ultimate principles of the Great Dao.

And in the very center of that space.

A figure was sitting cross-legged where the black and white energy converged.

The figure was dressed in a crimson-gold battle robe, with an arrogant face and an innate arrogance and wildness between his brows.

A faint yin and yang energy swirled around him, subtly resonating with his surroundings.

It is indeed the Golden-Winged Roc!

His eyes were closed, and a yin-yang rune was faintly visible between his brows. His aura fluctuated, indicating that he was at a critical moment of enlightenment.

Seeing this, Xuan Du did not immediately go forward to disturb them.

His gaze swept over the various strange phenomena in the space, and then landed on the Golden-Winged Roc, and he had already made up his mind.

"The two energies of Yin and Yang... are indeed being refined in this way."

"It seems that what Senior Brother Kong Xuan said was true. Dapeng is in seclusion here, intending to take advantage of the convergence of Yin and Yang to push his innate supernatural powers to a higher level."

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

The Golden-Winged Roc inherited the Yuanfeng's speed-based origin and possesses the innate Yin and Yang energies, making its potential no less than that of Kong Xuan.

If one can join the Jie Sect and receive guidance from a sage, one's future achievements will be limitless.

only......

This boy is arrogant and unruly, and he may not even listen to Kong Xuan completely. It will probably be difficult to get him to willingly join the Jie Sect.

"We still need to find a suitable time..."

Xuan Du was deep in thought.

suddenly.

He raised an eyebrow, sensing with his divine sense that a dark and profound aura was rushing towards him from afar, its target... none other than this place!

"Kunpeng?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Xuan Du's eyes.

What's this guy doing here?

The North Sea is the training ground of Kunpeng, so it is not surprising that he appeared there.

But is this timing a coincidence, or is there another purpose behind it?

Thinking back to the incident of killing Randeng earlier, Xuandu's heart stirred slightly.

"Could it be... that they're coming for me?"

The thought flashed through his mind, but Xuan Du remained expressionless.

He slowly turned around and looked in the direction from which the aura was coming.

But only a few breaths.

"Whoosh!"

A dark streak of light pierced through the layers of seawater and chaotic air currents, landing outside the entrance.

The light faded, revealing a figure.

He wore a dark blue Taoist robe, had a sinister face, deep eyes, and was surrounded by a faint, chilling aura from the Northern Sea.

It was none other than the Demon Master Kunpeng!

The moment he landed, his gaze fell on Xuan Du.

Eyes facing each other.