Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Chapter 21 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Recommendations)

Hongyun had never used this thing before. No one in the entire prehistoric continent knew that this number one good-natured man actually possessed such a vicious magic weapon.

Feeling that his sneak attack had given him the upper hand, Kunpeng cursed, "Hongyun, back when the Dao Ancestor was preaching, you caused me to miss out on the Saintly position. The enmity for obstructing the Dao is irreconcilable, and today you will surely die!"

With a swift movement, Kunpeng dodged the vicious red sand of Ancestor Hongyun. Although he was a demon master of the Heavenly Court and a well-known figure in the prehistoric world, he had no supreme treasures. His few low-grade and mid-grade innate spiritual treasures were useless in a battle between quasi-saint level experts. For a moment, he was forced back by the red sand, which actually gave Hongyun a chance to catch his breath.

Seeing this, Hongyun's spirits lifted. Although he had been ambushed and injured, he relied on the power of his magic weapon. Pieces and clumps of red sand from the "Soul-Scattering Gourd" surged out and surrounded Kunpeng, turning the tide of the battle. Kunpeng slowly fell into a disadvantageous position.

This Kunpeng possessed extremely powerful magical abilities, ranking among the top among the three thousand Zixiao guests. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and did not obtain any top-tier treasures at the Treasure Distribution Rock. He also had few opportunities to travel in the prehistoric world or in the Heavenly Court.

This is because of insufficient fortune, lack of favor from Heaven, loss of holy position, and lack of supreme treasure. Even if one possesses unparalleled supernatural powers, one is still no match for destiny.

At this moment, without the protection of a top-tier spiritual treasure, Kunpeng saw the power of Hongyun's gourd and a flash of jealousy and hatred appeared in his eyes. He roared and released the good thoughts he had cut off. A huge body tens of thousands of miles long appeared in the void, and a huge fish with a pair of fleshy wings on its back appeared above Kunpeng's head, with no end in sight.

The Kunpeng's true form was extremely powerful, and it charged towards Hongyun. As a top-tier divine beast, neither Hongyun's Taoist techniques, supernatural powers, nor the Soul-Scattering Red Sand could harm its body in the slightest.

"Hmph! You've dismembered the corpse, but you think the Ancestor didn't?"

Being attacked by two Kunpengs at once, Ancestor Hongyun snorted coldly and released his own clone that he had killed.

Unexpectedly, Hongyun's clone was like an ant trying to shake a tree when it encountered Kunpeng's main clone, and it was no match for Kunpeng's main body at all.

Hongyun's cultivation was somewhat inferior to Kunpeng's. If it weren't for the powerful Soul-Scattering Gourd, which allowed him to turn the tide with a spiritual treasure, he would truly be no match for Kunpeng!

Both were quasi-saints, one a kind-hearted old man from the primordial world, the other a demonic master from the Heavenly Court. Over countless years, they fought for the Heavenly Court in the south and north, slaying one master after another. The difference between them was too great.

Kunpeng regained the upper hand, beating Hongyun into a sorry state. Kunpeng laughed loudly, "Hongyun, today you are doomed."

Unable to defeat Kunpeng's true form, and with his injuries worsening, Ancestor Hongyun decided to leave, unwilling to continue entangled with Kunpeng. With this thought in mind, Hongyun suddenly unleashed his divine power, forcing Kunpeng back. He then turned around, erected a red cloud, and fled towards the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

"Hahaha! Hongyun, you think you can escape the grasp of this demon master? In terms of speed, can you be my match?"

Although the Kunpeng is large, it is fast. With a flap of its wings, it caught up in an instant.

The Kunpeng's true form grew larger and larger, blotting out the sky and covering an area of ​​100,000 li.

Hongyun felt the sky darken, and suddenly the wind sounded like thunder in his ears. He hurriedly looked up and saw that the true form of Kunpeng was like a divine mountain falling down, suppressing Hongyun.

"The Primordial Purple Qi belongs to me!" Kunpeng smiled sinisterly, his entire body surging with magical power. Kunpeng's true form pressed down on the red clouds below.

With a "crack," Hongyun's immortal body was crushed by a mountain-like force. Hongyun was shocked and his primordial spirit escaped and attached itself to the "Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul-Dispersing Gourd." He fled for his life and could only save it by entering the "Wuzhuang Temple."

"Hehehe! Yun Hong, quickly come with the Ancestor! Only the Ancestor can save your life!"

Suddenly, boundless malevolent energy rose from the void in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple, turning the entire azure sky blood-red. A sinister laugh echoed from a blood-red cloud and swept towards the Red Cloud Ancestor.

"Styx! You dare to oppose my 'Heavenly Court'?"

Upon seeing the blood-red clouds, Kunpeng knew something was wrong and immediately screamed, trying to use the prestige of the Heavenly Court to scare away the Styx River.

This Styx Ancestor is also a person of great origin. In the Primordial Continent, in the Nine Netherworld, there is a boundless sea of ​​blood, which was formed from the turbid energy between heaven and earth when Pangu created the world. No matter if a person, immortal, ghost, witch, or demon falls into it, their primordial spirit will be corrupted. Styx is a great supernatural being born from the sea of ​​blood.

This quasi-saint expert was not a poor wretch like Kunpeng. When he was born, he had three innate spiritual treasures with him. One of them was the "Mysterious Origin Water Control Flag", which was one of the five innate flags. When it was activated, blood lotuses would protect him, and even innate spiritual treasures could not easily harm him.

The remaining two are killing swords, "Yuan Tu" and "A Bi".

This pair of innate spiritual treasures are deadly weapons, capable of killing without incurring any karmic consequences.

At this moment, facing Kunpeng's questioning, Styx revealed his true form from the blood-red clouds, the "Mysterious Origin Water Control Flag" atop his head, and the twin swords "Yuantu" and "Abi" in his hands. He sneered, "Your demon race is powerful, but I, your ancestor, am not afraid of you. Today, I saw injustice and could not tolerate your demon race's murderous and plundering ways. This red cloud, I, your ancestor, will protect!"

Styx's arrogance is not without reason. He has cultivated for many years and refined the Blood Sea, becoming inseparable from it. As long as the Blood Sea does not dry up, Styx will not die. Even if a saint attacks him from within the Blood Sea, he will not be able to kill him!

Unless the sea of ​​blood is destroyed, creating a great karmic connection with heaven and earth!

Moreover, Styx has many unpredictable and bizarre methods. He created the Blood God Technique and condensed 480 million Blood God clones, each of which is the original body. Even though he risked leaving the Blood Sea at this moment, he still left behind a backup plan.

Even if he were killed, the Blood God's clone would still be unharmed in the sea of ​​blood.

This is why he dared to compete with the Heavenly Court for the "Primordial Purple Qi"!

In order to attain sainthood, he was willing to offend even top-tier powerful beings like Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, let alone a mere Kunpeng.

"Alright! Alright! Alright! Since that's the case, let's have a showdown!"

Kunpeng's face was ashen. Hongyun was finished, and he was about to obtain the "Primordial Purple Qi". But then another unexpected obstacle appeared. Now, even though he knew that the Styx Ancestor was powerful, Kunpeng still had to fight desperately to seize this opportunity.

"Kunpeng's Sky-Piercing Claw!"

The enormous Kunpeng true form shrank to the size of a human, but its movement speed increased to the extreme. Kunpeng and his benevolent corpse flashed continuously in the void, with sharp claws filling the sky.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Each time it made a grab, the void was like a torn piece of paper, leaving behind scratch marks. Even the primordial sky could hardly withstand the full power of a quasi-saint.

(End of this chapter)