Chapter 4: Are you kidding me? Old Kun classmate

  The next morning, the heavenly courtiers, full of food and drink, were ready to set off.

  Look at the sky above the North Sea Dragon Palace, 100,000 heavenly soldiers, like nouveau riche, each holding a precious treasure, regardless of how they were refined, waving their treasures with bared teeth and claws, as if to scare to death the remnants of the Witchcraft Palace (…most of those who survived the Great War of Witches and Demons are already crippled).

  A full set of bright golden armor, holding a red-tasseled black-bodied gun that can kill gods, with a glittering golden pagoda on his head, the majestic and extraordinary Prince Charming made a stunning appearance! In his words, except for the somewhat mismatched Five Fire Seven Bird Fan, all the valuable treasures were used up! Moreover, after recently bathing in the power of the stars, he had half a foot into the quasi-saint cultivation, and the Nine Turns Mysterious Skill could also kill people beyond his level. As for that old turtle, waving a pair of unfinished River Chart and Luo Book to fight against himself, wasn't that just giving away treasures?

  "Brothers! The time to burst into bloom has arrived! Go boldly and with a broad heart, the body of Kunpeng is huge, the chrysanthemum can fully accommodate the sharp weapons of our 100,000 brothers!"

  One sentence made the entire army burst into laughter. The million-strong aquatic army, lined up and ready for battle below, looked at each other with envy, seeing that the heavenly soldiers and generals were following the most promising prince, using the treasure stolen from their own place, eating the delicious food that only the dragon king could enjoy in peacetime, even fighting was so extraordinary, although they didn't know where the chrysanthemum was on their body, but it must be a vital part, and the other side dared to speak directly and explode the opponent's BOSS's vital part, how majestic!

  Zhang Zilong saw that the military's morale was usable and didn't hesitate, with a wave of his hand, he gave the order to advance!

  Riding a majestic heavenly horse, with the silver-armored Dragon Prince by his side, followed by one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, holding a cherry blossom spear pointing directly at the North Pole Witch's Palace. At this moment, he let out a loud roar: "I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!" Unfortunately, he didn't cross over into the Three Kingdoms.

  At this moment, in the Arctic region, above the You Shi Palace, a chilling aura was spreading. This wasn't because Kun Peng had changed his view of the Heavenly Court's army and strengthened its defenses, but rather that the three schools' masters had already arrived at the door.

  Kunpeng's head was pressed against the Hetu Luoshu, with a flat face as iron-cold as iron. No more, these three guys came to the door and their first sentence was actually asking for his Hetu Luoshu!

  Four people confronted each other for half a day, and in the end, Ran Deng couldn't hold back his temper. As an ancient powerful being who had listened to the Tao with Kun Peng in the Purple Mansion, he was now unexpectedly lowered by his opponent by one generation. But Kun Peng was not magnanimous, always grasping Ran Deng's weak point and refusing to let go, how could he not be angry!

  "Kunpeng! You're shameless, daring to defy the decree of the Three Pure Ones?" The Dry Kun's ruler in his hand emitted a faint glow, reflecting the turbulent state of mind of its current master.

  Kun Peng heard this and curled his lip: "This demon master is the decree of the Holy Emperor Wu, the Three Pure Saints, if you come in person, it's okay, but sending three dog legs like you, sorry, this demon master won't accompany you!" After finishing speaking, he turned around and retreated back to the Demon Master Palace, leaving the three people blowing cold wind in mid-air. This guy is quite clever, knowing that the three of them came, must have a sacred artifact on their body, his own Hetu Luoshu was newly obtained, not yet fully refined, afraid it would be difficult to fight against the three alone, so he retreated back to the Demon Master Palace, you know, this treasure palace is also a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, its defensive power is extremely strong!

  Three people did not expect that the powerful demon master would flee without a fight. In the brief moment, they were unable to stop him. The Kunpeng was known for its incredible speed, so they could only watch as their target escaped, helpless to do anything.

  Hong's face turned red with anger, and he asked in a low voice: "You two, since Kunpeng refuses to fight back, what should we do?"

  Xuandu fully inherited Laozi's calm and quiet personality, gazing at the burning lamp with a bland expression, and after half a day, he uttered a term he had learned from his junior brother in the temple: Liangban!

  After all, he is more clever and has many strategies, and has been in charge of the sect for many years, with rich experience.

  "I heard that Yulóng Shīdì is leading a large army to attack Kūnpéng. Given his reclusive nature, he will surely fight back. Why don't we deceive Kūnpéng and make him think we've retreated? Let him relax and deal with Yulóng Shīdì, then when the time comes, we'll launch a surprise attack, four of us sneaking up on him, how about that?"

  The two of them thought for a moment, and although this method was somewhat unorthodox, it was indeed the best plan.

  Then Lantern shouted: "Kunpeng, you are so disrespectful to the Holy One. When we return to our sect and report this to the Holy One, you will be held accountable for your crimes!"

  In the palace of the demon master, Kunpeng was lying in the arms of a group of maids. Upon hearing this, he lazily replied: "You want to invite the saint here first!" In his understanding, these three people were obviously coming to snatch the treasure, and the saint would not put down his face and directly attack him. Moreover, he still had Nüwa Niangniang above him, who was afraid of whom? (Poor child, didn't know that the ruthless woman Nüwa had already abandoned him)

  The three saw Kunpeng and replied accordingly, then left the North Pole Demon Palace according to plan. Kunpeng sensed it again, seeing that the three had really escaped, and was relieved to enjoy his life as the Earth Emperor.

  At this time, the extremely fast heavenly soldiers and generals had already encountered the demon masters and demon soldiers defending the outer periphery of the North Pole.

  On the side, Nanhai Long Taizi Ao Jia, who was known for his dragon clan's thousand-mile eyes, had already seen the demonic soldiers and generals waiting for the heavenly warriors. He said disdainfully: "Unbelievable! Is Kunpeng out of his mind or has he been blown silly by the cold wind from the North Pole? Sending such a group of old, weak, sickly and disabled people to fight against us?"

  As expected, the crowd fixed their eyes on the tattered flag, the rusty weapons, and those several hundred thousand crippled soldiers. Some of them hadn't even fully transformed, with fish tails or tentacles holding a dozen or so weapons, bizarre and grotesque, opening people's eyes wide in amazement.

  Zhang Zilong involuntarily jumped his eyebrows and heavily slapped Ao Jia's head.

  "Idiot, this is Kunpeng insulting us!"

  "Hmm... what the boss said makes sense, what the boss said makes sense, heh heh." Ao Jia rubbed the dragon head that had been patted, and chuckled foolishly.

  Zhang Zilong took a deep breath, suppressing his suffocating emotions, and let out a loud roar: "Damn it! Kunpeng is underestimating us brothers! Hurry up, follow me in the charge, and directly annihilate this group. We'll make a straight shot to Huanglong!"

  "Ahhh!" A group of heavenly soldiers, as fierce as wolves and tigers, charged towards the "army" of the demon master's palace, which was like a flock of sheep. In an instant, the outer reaches of the North Pole were ablaze with flames shooting everywhere. The top-grade heavenly fire that had been cultivated in the Sun Palace, or perhaps the Earth Core Fire that had been practiced before ascending to heaven, various ultimate techniques filled the sky, and the entire ocean emitted a vast amount of steam. The demon soldiers let out mournful cries, but this could not stop them from becoming roasted seafood.

  In less than an hour, Zhang Zilong and the others had finished off this group of defeated soldiers. He ordered his men to collect their demon cores and weapons. After all, even a mosquito is still meat, and waste is not in line with the traditional virtues of the Tianbing of the Sun Palace!

  The great army continued to approach the old home of Kunpeng, and the water tribe's great army, which was late in arriving, saw the devastated sea area and was stunned. These demonic soldiers, who were usually evenly matched with them, had been slaughtered so quickly (don't forget, the four seas dragon king's shrimp soldiers and crab generals were all incomplete transformations). What made the four seas dragon king even more depressed was that not a single war trophy had been left for them, how stingy of the heavenly prince! The crowd cursed in their hearts.

  Riding on the celestial horse, Zhang Zilong quickly advanced and saw three figures rapidly approaching in front of him. Judging by their auras, he could tell they were disciples of the Three Religions. Upon meeting, it turned out to be none other than Deng Long, Xuan Dou, and Duo Bao.

  Three people briefly talked about their previous experiences and then told Zhang Zilong about their plan to launch a surprise attack. Zhang, who was not good at this sort of thing, readily agreed. His goal was to thoroughly defeat Kunpeng and make him understand that the waters of the world were his domain as the Crown Prince of Heaven. He didn't care about the Hetu Luoshu, after all, it was a sacred instrument for the Heavenly Emperor's ascension to the throne.

  The army accelerated its progress, and at a hundred miles outside the You Shi Palace, they encountered the You Bing You Jiang who had received news and dispatched troops. Although the quality of this wave of troops was obviously the elite of the Youzu Tian Ting in those years, and their cultivation was much higher than that of Zhang Zilong's Taizi Army, it's not what I said? Good treasures are really good, look, several million Youzu elites were trampled by his Taizi Army with uniform later-stage treasures, while Zhang Zilong and the Four Seas Dragon Taizi were even more arrogant, relying on their good treasures (Dragon Taizi) and high cultivation to kill them.

  The two armies clashed like a tidal wave, parted, and then continued to charge at each other. Each time, many limbs and arms flew off in all directions, mostly from the demon army, but the heavenly troops were outnumbered, and after several rounds, they also suffered heavy casualties.

  Zhang Zilong couldn't bear to see his beloved army being consumed like this. He let out a loud roar, and the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill were activated, revealing a majestic figure thousands of feet tall. The Demon-Slaying Spear in his hand hummed with energy, as wave after wave of murderous aura surged towards the demon tribe's army, causing their elite troops to become disheartened and scattered. Zhang Zilong then went berserk, swinging the Demon-Slaying Spear wildly, each strike landing on a group of demon soldiers or generals, killing them instantly. At this moment, Zhang Zilong felt like he was invincible, and fighting against the demon tribe's soldiers was as easy as fighting against small monsters - it was exhilarating!

  The demon master in the palace of the Kraken, through his magical powers saw that his second son was being slaughtered by Zhang Zilong, and he was so angry that he shouted loudly. Moreover, among his subordinates, only four Da Luo Jinxian were left, but two of them were suddenly killed by Zhang Zilong. The Divine Gun went crazy, they couldn't even escape with their primordial spirits!

  A loud roar came from the palace of the witch: "You little rascal! How dare you deceive me like this!"

  A gigantic bird flew out of it, and there is a text to prove it: In the Northern Ocean there is a fish whose name is Kun. The size of the Kun is unknown, several thousand miles. It transforms into a bird called Peng. The back of the Peng is also unknown, several thousand miles; when angry and flying, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. This bird, when the sea moves, will migrate to the Southern Ocean. The Southern Ocean is the Heavenly Pool.

  It was then that Kunpeng revealed its true form and clashed with Zhang Zilong's million-foot giant transformed by the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill.

  Two men, one an old-fashioned quasi-sage and the other with a mysterious body-protecting technique, had exquisite magical artifacts. The battle was incredibly thrilling. Zhang Zilong's golden pagoda on his head emitted countless golden rays that protected him tightly, while his hand wielded the Gun of Slaying Gods, dancing with a majestic aura. Kunpeng was also extraordinary, with an agile physique and the River Chart and Luo Book hovering above his head, making him unbeatable from the start. His massive claws tore at the golden light of the pagoda, but for a time, neither man could gain the upper hand over the other.

  At this time, the hidden lantern couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Kunpeng, look at the treasure!" The hand holding the Qiankun ruler heavily smashed towards Kunpeng's huge body. The nearby Duobao saw a stiff expression and helplessly sighed: "Idiot!"

  As expected, Kunpeng had not used his full strength yet. Seeing the arrival of Qiankun ruler, he knew he was tricked and didn't hesitate to turn around and run back to the Demon Master's palace in an instant.

  Zhang Zilong, who had spent half a day's effort in vain, turned around with a huff and glared at Randal. Randal also knew that he had just ruined everyone's plan and couldn't help but apologize repeatedly. After all, as the deputy leader of the Illuminating Sect, even if Zhang Zilong didn't like him, he couldn't be too hard on him for the time being, considering his own master's face.

  But what to do with the River Chart and Luo Book? Having been tricked once, Kun Peng will not come out again, and they have no way to deal with the demon master's palace. A group of people were stunned, looking at each other in dismay, wondering if they really had to go back and ask the saint for help.

  At this moment, a huge embroidered ball flew over from the chaos, carrying boundless divine power, and heavily smashed into the You Shi Palace. The Kun Peng who had just returned to his old nest was greatly shocked. The You Shi Palace's defensive power against the heavens' innate spiritual treasure actually appeared with crack after crack! Calming down to take a look, he was stunned. Isn't this the magical artifact of Nüwa?

  Those who were shocked by this blow also included Zhang Zilong and his group, but soon they couldn't be stunned because a pleasant female voice rang in their ears, like the oriole's chirping, yet sacred and inviolable: "You quickly return the Hetu Luoshu!"

  Uh, isn't this the Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan, Nüwa?

  PS: There's someone coming home tonight, so I'll stop here for today at the third watch.