Fairy and Demon Gods

Chapter 485 Sophistry
Upon seeing this, Xuanming's anger intensified.

Her eyes flashed with a cold light, and her voice suddenly rose, causing the void to tremble slightly: "My brother Zhurong has traveled hundreds of millions of miles from the south of the Great Wilderness to visit his family! It just so happens that he has reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Fire Dao, and his heart is surging with emotion. That's why he performed a ritual for my brother and me, letting heaven and earth witness the divine power of the Ancestral Witch. What's wrong with that?"

She argued illogically and spoke with great conviction.

"As for the raging waves and stormy rain that changed the color of the sea, it was my brother Yu Qiang who attained the supreme Dao, his supernatural powers were unparalleled, and he stirred up the universe. Such extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth resounding together are a celebration of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth! What is wrong with that?"

She suddenly raised her hand, pointing at the silent creatures below, a contemptuous smile curving her lips, her tone extremely arrogant: "A bunch of insignificant ants, born in the primordial wilderness, their lives as worthless as grass, they are dead if they want to die, do they even deserve to make a fuss here?"

"If anyone is to blame, it's their own incompetence; they couldn't even withstand the residual power of the Ancestral Witch!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xuanming suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on Shang Yang. The killing intent in his icy eyes was almost tangible, and his words were like knives, chilling people to the bone.

"And you, a mere demon bird, dare to feign benevolence and righteousness by intervening and following us. This is clearly a malicious act, a deliberate provocation of the Ancestral Witch's majesty, and an attempt to humiliate my brother and me!"

"You reckless wretch, if you don't die, who will?!"

Her sharp gaze was fixed on Shang Yang, her eyes filled with murderous intent that surged continuously.

Kunpeng took in the entire confrontation, and finally understood the cause and effect of the conflict and the grievances between the two sides.

In the eyes of all living beings, Shang Yang's actions were a supreme act of merit, protecting all living beings; but in the eyes of the ancestral witches, it was a colossal transgression against the dignity of the witch clan.

Kunpeng had already made up his mind, so he raised his eyes to look at Shang Yang, his voice still gentle and calm: "What do you think of what the Ancestral Witch said?"

Shang Yang felt his blood freeze instantly as he was locked onto Xuan Ming's murderous gaze. He looked back, but there was no fear in his eyes, only a stubborn look.

"The Ancestral Witches possess unparalleled divine power, yet they should not allow innocent lives to suffer such undeserved calamities. Letting them bear the consequences is not an excuse for the strong to bully the weak!"

His voice was hoarse, but every word he spoke was firm and resolute.

"Although the common people are weak, they are not mere weeds to be trampled on at will by the Ancestral Witches!"
"This primordial world is the common home created by the great god Pangu for all of us!" Shang Yang said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with resentment.

The moment the words fell, he could clearly feel the surging cold air around Xuanming suddenly surge, and the pressure almost made him unable to breathe, but that was the end of it.

A gentle warmth suddenly swept over him, and the bone-chilling pressure that felt like Mount Tai pressing down on him vanished in an instant.

He was taken aback at first, then looked up at Kunpeng with surprise in his eyes, mixed with a hint of gratitude. His emotions were churning, for Kunpeng had quietly protected him.

Yu Qiang stood beside Xuan Ming, his face as still as an ancient pool, his eyes surging with a coldness completely different from Xuan Ming's.

His gaze swept over the silent, trembling beings before returning to Shang Yang, as if he were weighing something or suppressing something. Only his tightly pursed lips and slightly furrowed brows betrayed his impatience.

He was impatient with Kunpeng's attitude, and also impatient with the fact that this protracted standoff had not yet yielded any results.

Xuanming flew into a rage, his smile laced with coldness and murderous intent. "The primordial world was created by our Father God Pangu, and it should rightfully be ruled by our Wu Clan! Your lowly lives, like ants, are at the mercy of my Ancestral Witch!"
Kunpeng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping lightly over Shang Yang. He sighed softly, his tone full of approval: "You're right after all."

Yu Qiang and Xuan Ming both paled, filled with shock and anger, and pointed at Kunpeng.

"you!"

At this point, both sides' positions are clear.

Seeing that it was impossible to stop Kunpeng and remain uninvolved, the Ancestral Witch, feeling that he had a backup plan, immediately took action and decided to strike first!

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