Chapter 1827: Kunpeng Departs, Diewumeng Asks the Reason

On the Mangshan Mountain Range, Kunpeng's shadow hovered above the clouds; its eyes pierced the clouds and fell upon Longshe Shan below. Those huge eyes could not be seen by anyone, only the dark, heavy clouds could be seen.

Boundless clouds blocked his silhouette, and the mist shrouding the Mangshan Mountain Range made it seem even more mysterious; naturally, one could not pierce the layers of mist and clouds to see his form. The Kunpeng Guardian stood in the upper air, not revealing a trace of his aura, so naturally the people of the Mangshan Mountain Range would not notice him.

At the moment he lowered his head, a flicker of surprise appeared in his pupils.

"Huh?"

"Someone actually noticed this guardian's presence—how remarkable! Within the Mangshan Mountain Range, are there still such talents? To notice this guardian's silhouette and even locate where he is."

The Kunpeng Guardian was slightly surprised, raised his hand, and condensed a bit of demonic power at his fingertip—unremarkable, yet able to stir the surrounding clouds to tremble; the disturbance was not great, and he did not wish to attract the attention of other demon kings. He had come expecting to see a war break out, but who knew, no war ensued.

He had long been there, also witnessed the scene of the Six-Eyed Demon King and Diewumeng facing off, lingering in the upper air without revealing himself or intervening, hoping to see them fight; alas, no battle occurred, for the Six-Eyed Demon King ultimately chickened out and fled.

He scanned the Mangshan Mountain Range, finally determining a certain place to be suspicious. He had arrived at the Mangshan Mountain Range long ago, traversed the entire range, all to seek the presence of that aura; nowhere else had it, and here too there was none.

He was about to leave when Longshe Shan's gaze noticed him, so he naturally lingered; his finger lightly descended toward that gaze from Longshe Shan, a wisp of demonic power silently appearing above Longshe Shan, heading for Qinglong Daoren—he wanted that spy of his to die.

The Kunpeng Guardian knew his whereabouts could not be exposed; since the person below had noticed his presence and even seen him, he naturally ought to deal with him properly, best to kill him, so that no one would know of his arrival.

"Hum." The attack struck the formation, which absorbed it without a ripple.

Qinglong Daoren narrowed his eyes; he naturally knew the Kunpeng Guardian had attacked them, but the formation blocked it, preventing it from reaching him.

Heishanyang also jumped in fright, his body tensed, ready at any moment to lead them away from this place.

Fortunately, the formation held strong, blocking this attack; still, they dared not be careless, for the person above was the Kunpeng Guardian, whose power was terrifying—beyond their ability to resist. If that entity truly went mad, none within the Mangshan Mountain Range could stop him.

"Huh?" The Kunpeng Guardian uttered another soft hum, surprised that someone could still detect his presence and even block his strike—though the strike seemed insignificant, even a Tribulation Realm cultivator would find it hard to block, let alone below the second tribulation.

Qinglong Daoren's strength is not great; noticing his presence might be due merely to some innate talent.

As for that, he didn't care at all.

"You blocked my attack? Interesting formation, interesting kid."

He raised his hand again, pointing at Qinglong Daoren below; that formation seemed strong, but it was unknown whether it could withstand his second attack.

The Kunpeng Guardian grew interested; having originally intended to leave, since he'd been discovered, he might as well play a while longer—he had nothing else to do.

"Hum."

A finger pierced the clouds, passed through the mist, and landed steadily on Longshe Shan's formation; the formation trembled slightly, and immediately the whole of Longshe Shan shook, countless formations activated, in an instant all of Longshe Shan's formations were activated, jointly resisting this strike.

The formation's disturbance was great, stirring the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy; in an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy surged, Qinglong Daoren hurriedly drove the formation to block that hand, the Kunpeng Guardian's attack was blocked outside, and the formation and his attack reached a stalemate.

After holding for a few breaths, the Kunpeng Guardian's attack vanished; that hand was worn away by the formation.

The second attack missed, causing no harm and failing to kill Qinglong Daoren.

The commotion was too great, instantly drawing Diewumeng's attention; three figures swiftly appeared—Diewumeng, Heihu, and Bai Qingfrost together emerged, each taking position in the upper air of Longshe Shan, seeking the invading enemy; any enemy capable of intruding here would surely not be simple.

The three appeared first, while other demon kings and demon generals rushed over, and the entire Mangshan Demon Palace fell into turmoil.

Above the sky, the Kunpeng Guardian's silhouette vanished, and those eyes disappeared as well.

He, like a gust of wind, vanished at the horizon, as if he had never come.

Diewumeng raised his head, stared at the sky above, felt the terrifying pressure lingering around, and said solemnly: 'The one who made a move is very strong, heading for Longshe Shan.'

"Why would such a powerhouse attack Longshe Shan? Could it be that Longshe Shan's secret has been exposed? Or perhaps it is my husband's enemy?"

"The enemy is strong, many times stronger than I; if such an enemy were to act, he would not run away."

"We people cannot stop such a powerhouse."

Heihu and Bai Qingfrost's faces were grim; they exchanged a glance, their bodies tense, showing they were also worried.

After waiting a while and ensuring the enemy had left, Diewumeng said: 'Alright, you two may return; I'll take charge of this place.'

"Okay." Bai Qingfrost said nothing; Bai Xinlan being fine is enough, for Longshe Shan's formation is strong, not fearing enemy intrusion.

Heihu glanced at Longshe Shan, then turned and left.

The other demon kings and demon generals all departed; the surroundings of Longshe Shan returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. Diewumeng pondered, entered Longshe Shan, met Qinglong Daoren, and asked: 'Fellow Daoist Qinglong, do you know who carried out the attack?'

Qinglong Daoren briefly described the person he had seen; upon hearing, Diewumeng's expression turned grim: 'The Kunpeng Guardian of the Myriad Demon Hall—unexpected, he also came; why, I wonder? For a powerhouse of his stature to appear in the Mangshan Mountain Range makes no sense—there's nothing there worth his coming.'

"Do you know the reason, Fellow Daoist Qinglong?"

Diewumeng did not know why, but felt that this person before her surely knew some secrets; she had long guessed Qinglong Daoren's identity, yet dared not underestimate him nor act rashly toward him, for even as her husband's incarnation, though his strength is not great, he cannot be slighted.

Qinglong Daoren said: 'Perhaps it is because of something beneath Longshe Shan.'

"Huh?" Diewumeng looked at Qinglong Daoren in confusion, astonished, and asked: 'What lies beneath Longshe Shan?'

Qinglong Daoren glanced back at Heishanyang; Heishanyang closed her eyes. This woman is one of our own, the woman of Chen Chuyang the lad, and can be trusted—she nodded.

Longshe Shan hides a True Dragon; unknown whether it is dead. According to our speculation, that dragon is not dead, so the person the Kunpeng Guardian seeks is likely him.

"What!" Diewumeng was shocked to the core, she gazed blankly at Qinglong Daoren.