Chapter 465: Settling Accounts

Above the Flaming Mountain, Kun Peng's North Sea Heaven-Swallowing was still expanding.

Kun Peng heard Su Chen's words, and the joy in his chest paused inexplicably; could this kid still have a backup plan?

No, this kid must be bluffing!

Kun Peng thought of this, and his murderous intent rose again, the body of the Giant Kun stirring heaven and earth.

"At death's door, yet you still dare to play tricks!"

Kun Peng shouted sharply, the pulling force of the North Sea Heaven-Swallowing surging; rings of Dao patterns appeared at the edge of the black vortex, like countless rows of fine teeth, biting at the mysterious yellow light screen of the Chaos Bell.

The Chaos Bell emitted a low toll, and the sun, moon, and stars on the bell's wall dimmed by three parts.

Su Chen felt a tightness in his chest, and chaotic blood flowed from his lips again.

He raised his hand and wiped away the bloodstains.

"Kun Peng."

Su Chen formed seals with both hands, his voice clearly entering Kun Peng's ears.

"You schemed against Red Boy, forced me out of Flower Fruit Mountain, let the Peng Niu Mowang die in vain, let Yuan Hai test my trump cards, and finally hid yourself in the void, waiting to sneak attack when I killed Yuan Hai."

Su Chen raised his head, the ghostly light of the North Sea Heaven-Swallowing divine ability reflected in the depths of his eyes.

"Demon Master, in this life of yours, you have truly cultivated the Dao of 'hiding' to the level of the Great Dao."

Kun Peng's eyes were cold and gloomy, the Giant Kun dharma image sinking suddenly.

"Sharp-tongued! This seat will swallow you today!"

Su Chen exerted his full power to drive the Chaos Bell to resist, his palm seals changing, and the Nine Demon Tower rose from before him.

The nine layers of the Demon Tower lit up with demon patterns, and two auras emanated from within the tower.

Su Chen spat out a mouthful of chaotic blood, the smile on his face growing thicker.

"Demon Master, two old friends have been waiting for you for a long time."

"They want to settle an account with you... the account of the former Demon Court."

The pupils of Kun Peng's Giant Kun eyes suddenly contracted.

Before Su Chen's voice had faded, the gate of the Nine Demon Tower swung open, and a white light flew out from within.

An old man in white robes stepped out into the air, his full head of white hair whipped up by the wind, but there was no trace of a smile on his usually gentle and generous face.

Everyone present recognized this person.

Bai Ze, one of the ten great Demon Sages of the former Demon Court.

The strategist under Di Jun and Tai Yi, who knew all demons, discerned all things, and once assisted the Demon Court in ruling the heavens.

Outside the Flaming Mountain, Doumu Yuanjun, who was fighting Ming He, glanced over, her expression softening slightly.

The Bull Niu Mowang and the others saw Bai Ze appear from afar, and the Lion Camel King let out a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Su Chen hid Senior Bai Ze in the tower?"

The Flood Dragon Niu Mowang muttered: "No wonder he said this time it might be a question of who is fishing whom. Kun Peng is probably truly going to lose his life here this time."

The Bull Niu Mowang puffed white air from his bull nose: "Indeed!"

After Bai Ze stepped out of the Nine Demon Tower, a pair of white pupils stared fixedly at Kun Peng.

"Kun Peng, traitor." Bai Ze spoke, his voice shaking the Flaming Mountain, "Today is your doomsday."

Before Bai Ze's voice had faded, starlight from the Taiyin star descended from the nine heavens.

Taiyin gale winds blew from beyond the heavens, and wherever they passed, frost flowers formed on the surface of the earth.

Chang Xi walked out from the Nine Demon Tower, her silver attire surpassing the snow, Taiyin divine radiance hanging between her hair, the shadow of the Taiyin star appearing and disappearing behind her.

Beside her, a silver-white divine wheel rotated gently, cutting fine black marks into the surrounding void.

This was the supreme innate spiritual treasure of the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun, the Taiyin Divine Wheel.

Chang Xi looked at Kun Peng, the chill between her brows colder than the Taiyin star itself.

"Kun Peng."

"His Majesty Di Jun, His Majesty Tai Yi, and the blood feud of the ten thousand clans of the Demon Court—you should pay it back today."

Kun Peng saw Bai Ze and Chang Xi, and the body of the Giant Kun trembled violently.

These two—one was an old minister of the Demon Court, the other was the wife of the Demon Emperor Di Jun, now the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun of the Heavenly Court.

Both were peak Semi-Sages, and both had an unresolvable blood feud with him.

He had not expected that the two of them had been hiding by Su Chen's side all along!

Kun Peng suddenly understood: he had thought Su Chen leaving Flower Fruit Mountain was falling into his trap, but he hadn't expected Su Chen to use a ruse to lure him into the trap using himself as bait.

But he realized it too late; the North Sea Heaven-Swallowing had already been pushed to the limit, the devouring force entangled with the aura of the Chaos Bell.

If he forcibly withdrew his magic now, not only would he suffer a backlash of magic power, but Su Chen's Chaos Bell would surely smash down at the first opportunity.

Although Kun Peng's speed was known as the fastest in the Three Realms, he still had to gather his dharma image and disconnect the Heaven-Swallowing divine ability before he could unleash it.

Bai Ze and Chang Xi would not give him the time.

"Bai Ze! Chang Xi!"

Kun Peng's voice rolled out from the Giant Kun's maw, and there was finally a bit of panic in his voice.

"You actually joined forces with this little thief?"

Bai Ze sneered.

"No means are too extreme when dealing with a traitor."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and an ancient picture scroll flew out; this was Bai Ze's high-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Mountain and River Map.

Once the Mountain and River Map appeared, phantoms of mountains and rivers spanning ten thousand miles pressed across heaven and earth; green mountains like seals, long rivers like locks, emerged from the map, pressing down layer upon layer toward the Giant Kun dharma image.

Kun Peng's North Sea black tide was forcibly suppressed in one corner by the Mountain and River Map.

Those were not ordinary mountains and rivers; they were the Primordial mountains and rivers that the Demon Court had once ruled, the ancestral territory that Bai Ze had traced for countless years.

Every mountain, every river, carried the traces of the old Demon Court.

Bai Ze formed seals with both hands, his white hair dancing wildly.

"Back then you rolled up the River Map and Luo Shu, abandoned the formation and fled, causing the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation to collapse!"

"Today, this old man will suppress you with the Mountain and River Map!"

Under the Mountain and River Map, the Giant Kun's fish back was pressed down by the weight of billions of miles of mountain terrain, and cracks appeared in the Heaven-Swallowing vortex.

Chang Xi had no superfluous words, driving the Taiyin Divine Wheel to fly up; the silver-white moonlight turned into a line, passing through the Mountain and River Map to strike directly at the Giant Kun's head.

The Taiyin killing light swept past, the black water frozen, then sliced open by the divine wheel.

A long mark appeared on the Giant Kun dharma image's forehead, North Sea demon blood spilling out, only to be frozen into ice crystals by the moonlight before it could hit the ground.

Kun Peng roared, his massive body tossing; at this moment, he finally changed his true body, the Giant Kun body leaping up to transform into a Great Peng, the Great Peng's wings blotting out the sky; he wanted to use the Kun Peng speed to break free from the suppression of the Mountain and River Map.

But Su Chen was waiting for this moment; without the pressure of the North Sea Heaven-Swallowing divine ability, he drove the Chaos Bell, the Chaos Bell shining brightly, the sound of the bell tolling out.

"Dong—"

The mysterious yellow bell waves spread out, fixing that patch of void that was about to break open.

"Demon Master, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Weren't you going to swallow me?"

Kun Peng heard this, furious and desperate, his Primordial Spirit smoking.

Facing two peak Semi-Sages alone—in the past, even if he were not their match, he could have left calmly.

But today, it was likely not going to be easy to leave; his Kun Peng speed was restrained by Chaos, and there was nowhere to escape.

Outside the Flaming Mountain, the Bull Niu Mowang and the others looked at Kun Peng's wretched figure in the air, the pent-up frustration in their chests dissipating.

The old debts of the Demon Court were not for them, these later-rising demon kings, to comment on, but Kun Peng's actions over these years had truly disgusted them enough.

Kun Peng saw there was no possibility of escape, so he simply stopped trying.

"Good, good, good!"

"Bai Ze, Chang Xi, do you think you can kill this seat with these little tricks?"

His Great Peng true body suddenly contracted, transforming into human form, forming seals in his hands.

The next moment, the sound of bells and drums from the Demon Master Palace came from deep within the void.

A phantom of a dark palace rose from behind him.

Billions of demon texts flowed on the Demon Master Palace, turning into layers of defensive light screens, blocking the first round of pincer attacks from the Mountain and River Map and the Taiyin Divine Wheel.

The cold light in Bai Ze's eyes grew even more intense.

Chang Xi raised her hand, the Taiyin Divine Wheel returning to before her palm, the moonlight becoming increasingly searing white.

Su Chen retracted the Chaos Bell, mysterious yellow Qi hanging around his body, the Nine Demon Tower hanging on the other side, the tower's shadow ominous.

He turned the Guixu Divine Axe in his palm gently, the intent of opening the heavens condensing once more on the axe blade.

Kun Peng hid behind the phantom of the Demon Master Palace, his aura chaotic, but he finally had a moment to catch his breath.

In the distance, Ancestor Ming He saw this scene, and hesitation already filled his heart; he had thought that by helping Kun Peng block Doumu Yuanjun and Zhen Yuanzi, with Kun Peng's cultivation, killing Su Chen would be as easy as turning over his hand, but he hadn't expected Su Chen to have hidden two peak Semi-Sages on his person.

Now that the situation had changed drastically, he did not want to perish here with Kun Peng.

Just as Ming He hesitated, Doumu Yuanjun shook her star banner, starlight surrounding Ming He, Zhen Yuanzi unfurled the Earth Book, and the power of the mountains, rivers, and earth closed in on the sea of blood.

In the Flaming Mountain, the situation had completely reversed.

Su Chen looked toward Kun Peng behind the phantom of the Demon Master Palace.

"Demon Master, your shell is quite hard; I just don't know how many blows it can take." ===== CHAPTER 466 =====