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The vast and boundless outer space of the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Extremely cold star-like winds raged wildly in the void.

An extremely obese figure, dressed in silver-white Tianhe Navy armor, was tumbling comically through the weightless starry sky like a clumsy, out-of-control meteor.

It was Marshal Tianpeng who was kicked out of the South Heavenly Gate by Haotian.

The ten catties of extremely potent "Drunken Immortal" liquor were currently fermenting wildly within his body.

Tianpeng's chubby, fair face turned extremely red.

His eyes were tightly closed, and he was still muttering incoherently, completely unaware that he had become a pawn of the Heavenly Court.

The alcohol completely numbed his primordial spirit.

He only felt a chill in the wind around him, and his body, completely out of his control, crashed into a huge celestial body that emitted a cold, clear light.

That star was extremely large, and its entire body emitted an extremely pure silvery-white moonlight.

It was the absolute forbidden area of ​​the primordial world, the back garden of the Pangu Palace—the Taiyin Star.

At this moment, the exquisite white jade plaza in front of the Guanghan Palace on the Taiyin Star is extremely quiet.

A towering, naturally formed laurel tree stands quietly at the edge of the square.

Under the laurel tree, two adorable babies were passing the time with extreme boredom.

It was Lin Xuan's twelfth son, Lin Yan, and seventeenth daughter, Lin Shuang.

Lin Yan was wearing an extremely eye-catching crimson bellyband and had a storage gourd hanging around her neck.

In his large, bright black eyes, a faint purple flame flickered.

He stretched out his chubby little hand listlessly.

A purplish-black "Burning Karma Purple Flame" moved with incredible agility at his fingertips, sometimes transforming into a fire dragon, sometimes into a fire lotus.

Lin Shuang was wearing an extremely exquisite snow-white dress.

She sat aloofly on a pure white lotus platform.

Those pure, ice-blue eyes were as still as a deep well.

She pouted slightly and casually exhaled icy blue bubbles that exuded extreme cold.

The bubbles floated extremely slowly in mid-air, freezing the air into tiny ice crystals wherever they passed.

"Seventeenth Sister, this Taiyin Star is so boring."

Lin Yan scratched his hair in extreme frustration, and the purple flame in his hand suddenly shot up three feet higher.

"There isn't even a single monster that can fight. I should have gone to Chaoge City with my older brother and the others to collect protection money."

Lin Shuang didn't even glance at him.

She stared intently at the largest ice-blue bubble in front of her, her voice crisp and indifferent.

"Twelfth Brother, you're too noisy."

"Father said that girls should blow bubbles quietly and not think about fighting and killing all the time."

Lin Yan curled his lip in utter disdain.

Just as he was about to retort, an extremely violent fluctuation suddenly came from the starry sky barrier above his head.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely piercing sound of something tearing through the air descended from the sky.

"Boom—!"

An extremely terrifying explosion rang out in front of the Moon Palace.

The entire Baiyu Square trembled violently.

White jade fragments mixed with dust flew wildly through the air.

Lin Shuang frowned in extreme displeasure, and a pure white shield automatically rose from the white lotus platform, keeping all the dust out.

Lin Yan's eyes lit up, and he jumped up from the ground with great excitement.

"This is going to be fun!"

The smoke and dust dissipated extremely slowly, revealing a huge crater several meters deep in the center of the square.

At the bottom of the deep pit, Tianpeng lay sprawled out in a very disheveled state.

His silver armor was covered in dust, and he was groaning in extreme pain.

The fall was extremely violent, and it sobered him up considerably.

With great difficulty, Tianpeng used his hands to support himself on the ground and climbed out of the pit.

He shook his dizzy head vigorously and looked around in utter confusion.

When he saw the magnificent palace ahead, radiating a cold, serene light, the alcohol in his brain once again took over.

"This...whose fairy palace is this?"

Tianpeng let out an extremely loud burp, and an extremely pungent smell of cheap liquor instantly filled the square.

He staggered forward two steps, his bloodshot eyes, filled with alcohol, landing precisely on Lin Yan and Lin Shuang.

In Tianpeng's extremely blurry vision, he couldn't make out the faces of the two infants at all.

He simply assumed they were two guardian spirits raised by some fairy.

The subtle psychological suggestion Haotian made while pouring wine was now wreaking havoc in Tianpeng's mind.

"Go...go and call your fairy out."

Tianpeng waved his thick arms arrogantly and shouted in a thick tongue.

"Today, I, the Marshal, will reward her handsomely."

Lin Yan pinched his nose with extreme disgust, his eyes, burning with purple flames, fixed on Tian Peng.

"What a smelly fatso!"

"He reeks of disgusting karma, even worse than those bald monks from Western religions!"

Lin Yan was naturally extremely sensitive to karma, and the karmic burdens on Tianpeng, this old fox of the Heavenly Court, were utterly repulsive to him.

Lin Shuang's icy blue eyes turned extremely cold.

She hates it when people disturb her peaceful time of blowing bubbles.

What's more, this fat man dared to spout nonsense in front of the Moon Palace.

"Twelfth Brother, he's so noisy."

Lin Shuang's voice was filled with an extremely pure killing intent.

Tianpeng had no idea that he had already stepped one foot into the gates of hell.

He strode impatiently toward Lin Shuang, staggering towards her.

"Little brat, didn't you hear me speaking to you?"

He stretched out his extremely fat, lewd hand and brazenly tried to pinch Lin Shuang's fair and tender face.

Lin Yan let out a cold snort, extremely irritated.

The Chaotic Purple Extreme Fire Body within his body was instantly activated, and the extremely terrifying high temperature caused the surrounding space to distort.

Lin Shuang sat calmly on the white lotus platform.

She took a deep breath, and her pink lips pursed very slowly.

Tianpeng's salted pig's hand was less than half a foot away from Lin Shuang's face.

An extremely deadly sense of crisis instantly pierced his alcohol-numbed brain nerves.