Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 879 Kunpeng's Exit
The primordial world.

Several hundred years later.

The calamity energy of the celestial calamity grew increasingly dense, almost permeating the entire Three Realms and Six Paths.

In this great calamity, Beiju Luzhou is like Nanzhanbuzhou in the Investiture of the Gods calamity and Xiniuhezhou in the Journey to the West calamity, with the calamity energy extremely dense.

Even the many powerful figures from the three islands of Wanling Qianyuan who had been recruited before have now withdrawn from the battle one by one.

Simply because I don't want to be tainted by the solar term of the Great Calamity.

At this moment, during the great calamity of the demonic path, the gazes of many powerful beings in the primordial world lowered and then focused on the North Sea region.

In the Northern Darkness, profound energy permeated the air, enveloping the sky, as if one great array after another was constantly pressing down on heaven and earth.

Fuxi!

Behind him were six demon saints, as well as numerous quasi-saints and great Luo immortals, who gathered together and finally formed a great formation that surged forth!

The Seven Extremes Formation of Heaven and Earth!

The six sages joined forces and marched in a mighty procession toward the Myriad Demon Palace in the Northern Underworld.

"Fuxi, do you really intend to oppose your ancestor?!" Kunpeng roared furiously.

"Kunpeng, there's no need for this. Anyway, this doesn't harm your sexuality. If you're so capable, then come on!"

Fuxi presided over the grand formation, and the mighty force charged directly towards the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons!
hum!
Within the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, arrays also rose, with streaks of light spreading outwards. However, when they encountered Fuxi, the arrays crumbled little by little, as if an egg were striking a rock!
"Damn it, it's a pity that according to the rules I can only have the combat power of a Saint at the fifth level."

Kunpeng's face was quite gloomy.

He manipulated his troops to launch a continuous counterattack, barely managing to withstand Fuxi's attack.

At this time, the morale of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace Masters was low, and there was a general sense of despair.

"How could we possibly be a match for the Demon Emperor?"

"Alas, why does the lord need to fight over something when there's nothing wrong, and even seal off his own cultivation?"

"Fortunately, the current calamity won't be too life-threatening. I can just give it a couple of hits tomorrow. That will be fair to the usual protection."

……

Hearing the words of his subordinates, who were quasi-saints and great Luo cultivators, Kunpeng was furious.

Although the Ten Thousand Demon Palace under his command is a demon clan force, the demon clan itself actually despises it.

After all, most of the demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace were just people who had committed various crimes in the prehistoric world and had nowhere else to turn, so they sought refuge under Kunpeng's tutelage.

Now that Kunpeng has lowered his cultivation level, he still wants to use them to step into the Great Tribulation?
That must have been really difficult for them.

"A bunch of trash, utter trash!" Kunpeng cursed angrily, transforming into a streak of light and soaring into the sky, charging directly into the formation!
"Well done!"

Fuxi spoke and immediately used the power of the great formation to suppress Kunpeng.

Kunpeng's current cultivation level is only at the fifth level. He voluntarily had most of his power sealed by the demonic path. Even if he still has some understanding and realm, he is absolutely unable to break through the barrier of the great formation at this moment.

Despite this, thanks to its superior cultivation level, Kunpeng managed to hold back the changes in the great battle.

At that very moment, one powerful being after another was observing from above.

Ling Xiao clicked his tongue and said, "Sigh, this is what happens when you don't have good interpersonal relationships. Kunpeng is at least a Dao Integration Realm expert, yet he doesn't even have a Saint under his command."

"good."

Tongtian, who was standing to the side, nodded and chuckled.

"What era are we living in? The strength of his subordinates is probably not even comparable to the Jie Sect under my command during the Investiture of the Gods."

"Gentlemen, how about we make a bet and see when Kunpeng will turn the tables?"

Luo Hou, dressed in a black robe and also watching the battle from the side, spoke up.

"No, he's doomed to lose!"

The Styx Ancestor clicked his tongue and said, "Kunpeng will surely be defeated today." Definitely defeated today?

Upon hearing this, the Lord of the Deceptive Path revealed a strange smile on his face.

"He is, after all, a powerful expert at the Dao Integration Realm. If he were to be defeated at the very beginning of the Great Tribulation, it would be a real joke."

"Look, they're here." Ling Xiao pointed, and several auras of Saint-level beings immediately emanated from the distance!
Those were the native experts of the Three Islands of Ten Thousand Spirits and Qian Yuan, including six saints and many powerful quasi-saints.

After several hundred years, these powerful beings have also digested the benefits brought by their sudden journey when they arrived in the prehistoric world!

At this point, his strength, even if not as great as Fuxi's, was roughly the same.

At this moment, the six saints from the Three Islands of Myriad Spirits Qian Yuan also formed a great formation as soon as they made their move, and pressed down on the Kunpeng!

"Damn it, why are they hitting me? Don't they know that if one of them is gone, the other will be vulnerable?!" Kunpeng almost cursed out loud.

“We think it would be better if you were eliminated first,” Yang You said loudly.

"Bastard!"

Kunpeng was targeted by two forces and was unable to hold on any longer. Even with his high cultivation level, he was no match for them when his cultivation was restricted.

In a short while, the two forces combined and forcefully pressed Kunpeng down to the North Sea.

The next moment, a series of mocking voices came from above.

"My friend, why don't you just admit defeat? Continuing to fight will only make you look bad!"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng's face turned completely dark.

Therefore, even with the protection of many sages and powerful beings, I will not lose my life during the great calamity, but I will lose face!
At that moment, both sides realized something and withdrew their forces without prior agreement.

At the same time, Kunpeng soared into the sky, having now recovered to the Dao Integration Realm, and arrived before the assembled powerful beings with a dark complexion.

"Old friend, how come you're in such a sorry state while vying for the position of the Demon Lord? Why don't you come and join me?"

"The Styx Ancestor said with a chuckle, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm."

After hundreds of years of digestion, he has also gained some of the Blood Demon God's foundation, and his strength, realm, and cultivation have all made great strides!

At this time, the Styx Ancestor's cultivation level was already among the top tier of powerhouses in the prehistoric world.

"Humph!"

Kunpeng sneered but did not reply.

"As expected, forcing things doesn't bring any benefits." Ling Xiao clicked his tongue in the distance, looking down at the two sides who were on high alert because of Kunpeng's disappearance.

"Big brother, who do you think will win?" Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, then looked at Di Jun beside him and asked.

"The number five."

Di Jun spoke slowly.

"Although Fuxi is a veteran prehistoric powerhouse with considerable skills and the help of Nuwa and others, his opponent is no less formidable."

"That Yang You's talent and aptitude are indeed exceptional; he can be considered a top-tier innate being, not to mention..."

Di Jun glanced at the composed Luo Hou and said, "There are also some people helping to deliver the knife behind the scenes."

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, why are you looking at me like that?"

Luo Hou asked innocently, "Am I not allowed to help my fellow cultivators?"

"hehe."

Di Jun chuckled twice and said no more.

"Regardless of who wins or loses, this great calamity will determine the master of the demonic path, and that person will quickly gain the opportunity to merge with the Dao."

Now that the Primordial World has another Dao Integration expert, it will have an even greater chance of gaining an advantage in the subsequent defense.

(End of this chapter)