After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

Kunpeng's words made Guang Chengzi and the others blush. After all, Kunpeng's attitude was practically calling them trash, and they couldn't refute it.

However, this matter was of utmost importance, so even though Antarctic Immortal and Guang Chengzi were dissatisfied, they had to suppress their dissatisfaction and inquire about the specific situation of Kunpeng.

Kunpeng didn't explain much. Surrounded by a group of Golden Immortals from the Chan Sect, he slowly walked to the front of the two armies.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his sinister, triangular eyes narrowed as he looked up and down at the thin, blood-red light curtain that enveloped Jiepai Pass.

"It has the appearance but is full of flaws."

Kunpeng sneered, pointing at the great formation with his withered finger, his tone full of condescending disdain.

"Such a crude stitching technique, yet you dare to call yourself one of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons? If the Twelve Ancestral Witches only had this much skill back then, they would have been crushed by my Demon Clan's Heavenly Court long ago."

"This formation is nothing to fear."

Upon hearing this evaluation from the ancient master of formations, Randeng, Guangchengzi, Wenshu, and the others behind him immediately showed joy. Their frustration of the past few days vanished, and their confidence soared.

Just then, on the top of Jiepai Pass, the murderous aura rippled slightly to both sides, and Xiao Wuji, dressed in a black robe, slowly stepped out and stood in front of the battlements.

"You little brat."

Kunpeng slightly raised his chin, looking down at Xiao Wuji with disdain, as if he were looking at an insect that he could crush at will.

"I am Kunpeng of the North Sea. Considering your arduous cultivation, quickly dismantle this formation and surrender the city."

"If I were to do it myself, I would surely annihilate your soul and spirit, so that you would never be reborn."

Xiao Wuji stood on the city wall, startled at first, then composed himself.

He truly hadn't expected that the Chan Sect would actually invite Kunpeng. This was a true ancient powerhouse; in terms of lineage alone, he was comparable to a sage.

However, despite his alarm, he wasn't worried, as he had recently perfected the formation. He didn't really consider a mere Kunpeng a threat at the moment.

Therefore, after looking Kunpeng up and down, Xiao Wuji deliberately showed an extremely exaggerated look of surprise on his face.

"Oh my, what a rare guest! I thought the masters of the Chan Sect had all perished one after another and had gone back to reflect on their mistakes. I didn't expect they would spend a fortune to hire outside help?"

"The Chan Sect can even hire a demon master from the far North Sea. They are indeed very wealthy."

At this point, Xiao Wuji's playful expression vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely cold mockery.

He stretched out his finger and pointed it at Kunpeng's nose without any politeness. His voice, amplified by the surge of magical power, was like rolling thunder, resounding across the battlefield.

"Who do we have such a boastful tone? Turns out it's a traitor from the demon race who deserted during the Lich War!"

"Back then, to save your own life, you absconded with the Demon Court's priceless treasures, the Hetu and Luoshu, thus causing the deaths of your masters, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi. Who in the Primordial World doesn't know about this shameless and filthy debt?!"

Xiao Wuji's eyes were filled with disdain, his words piercing to the heart: "What, you've had enough of being a coward in that bitterly cold land of the North Sea, now you're itching for a beating and have come out to serve as a dog for the Chan Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Randeng and Guangchengzi behind them gasped, their scalps tingling.

Xiao Wuji's words were extremely offensive, even comparable to vulgar street swearing.

After all, the dark history that Xiao Wuji mentioned was absolutely Kunpeng's Achilles' heel; anyone who touched it would die. Xiao Wuji was practically flirting with death.

"You brat, you're asking for death!!!" Kunpeng's originally arrogant face instantly twisted into an extremely terrifying shape.

He hated nothing more than having his past betrayal brought up, and now, with his wounds being reopened in front of everyone from the Chan Sect, he was so enraged that his three corpses were raging and his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

boom!

Kunpeng, enraged, didn't even greet the people of the Chan Sect behind him, and transformed into a black whirlwind that blotted out the sky.

The raging wind, carrying a violent, demonic aura capable of tearing everything apart, smashed through the outer barrier of malevolent energy and directly entered the great formation.

"Quick! Keep up!"

Upon seeing this, the Taoist Ran Deng hurriedly shouted out.

He paid a bloody price to invite Kunpeng, so naturally he was worried about letting this guy mess around inside by himself. What if this old demon didn't put in the effort, or even pocketed the good stuff inside?

Guang Chengzi, Wenshu, Cihang, and the others, each with their own ulterior motives and fearing being left behind, all unleashed their protective magic treasures and closely followed Kunpeng's black whirlwind. The entire group plunged into the rolling fog of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Within the grand array space, crimson malevolent energy surged like boiling magma.

As expected of a grandmaster who was well-versed in formations, Kunpeng, facing the sky full of mist and spatial distortion, used the principles of feng shui to flow around him, and actually carved out a clear passage in the midst of the violent baleful energy.

Those sinister eyes scanned like radar, and in just a few breaths, they pierced through numerous obstacles and locked onto Xiao Wuji's true form, standing at the core of the great formation beneath the phantom of Pangu.

However, just as Kunpeng was preparing to use his ruthless methods to tear this junior to pieces.

His gaze shifted slightly upwards, landing on the small, withered yellow bell hanging above Xiao Wuji's head.

The Kunpeng's forward-moving figure suddenly froze.

The familiar patterns on the bell, etched deep into the soul; the supreme aura that suppressed the primordial chaos and evolved the earth, water, fire, and wind…

"The Chaos Bell? It's actually the Chaos Bell?"

Kunpeng's breathing stopped instantly, and then his triangular eyes were instantly filled with dense blood vessels.

After the extreme shock came an uncontrollable, extreme greed, like a volcanic eruption!

That was the treasure that belonged to his former lord, Donghuang Taiyi, and it was the supreme sacred object that he had always dreamed of obtaining!

He finally understood why Randeng and his gang had suffered such a huge loss at Jiepai Pass!

"Hahaha! Heaven is on my side!! This treasure rightfully belongs to my demon race!!!"

Kunpeng let out a near-mad roar, his reason completely consumed by greed at that moment.

He completely forgot about breaking the formation for the Chan Sect and about the flaws in the formation; all he had in his eyes now was that bell!

"Give it to me!!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Kunpeng swung his sleeve and pulled out a rare and precious item from his hidden pocket, then hurled it fiercely at the Chaos Bell in mid-air.

It was an extremely strange light. In the burst of light, a golden copper coin phantom with two wings and a round outer shape and a square inner shape was clearly revealed!

This thing is naturally a treasure-dropping coin.

As for why the Treasure-Dropping Coin is in Kunpeng's hands, that is naturally the price that Randeng paid before.

Otherwise, Ran Deng wouldn't have had such a dark complexion when he returned.

After all, Randeng had experienced the power of the Treasure-Dropping Coin before, but he had never dared to use it because of the price. He had only used it as an exchange to get Kunpeng to come out of the mountains.

Of course, he actually had a backup plan. He had demonstrated the power of the Treasure-Dropping Coin, but he hadn't told Kunpeng about the cost. He also intended to trick Kunpeng and was preparing to take back the treasure after this incident.

At this moment, Kunpeng was obviously unaware of all this. The instant he unleashed the Treasure-Dropping Coin, he directly manipulated the coin to head towards the Chaos Bell!