Chapter 364: The Confrontation Between the Queen Mother and Guanyin

"Heavenly Emperor, setting aside the facts, is it possible that I didn't actually flee back then?"

Kunpeng said tremblingly, his demeanor humble to the extreme.

As the words fell, the expressions of Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun darkened; a murderous aura overflowed, and the freezing temperature threatened to instantly freeze the entire North Sea.

"The Celestial Star Array of that year was centered on the Taiyin and Taiyang stars, with three hundred and sixteen stars of the heavens guarding within, evolving the heavens and containing boundless murderous intent; it had the power to create the world and reopen Chaos, so even a Saint would have to avoid its edge.

But at the critical moment, the Celestial Star Array lacked one key formation eye. The only things capable of becoming the formation eye were the Innate Supreme Spiritual Treasures, the River Map and Luo Book.

Kunpeng, you deserted in the face of battle, taking the River Map and Luo Book to betray the Demon Race; what do you have to say for yourself now?" Donghuang Taiyi asked, his tone growing increasingly cold.

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng continued to explain, saying:

"Eastern Emperor, it is not that I betrayed the Demon Race, but rather that it was dictated by the Heavenly Mandate.

In the early stages of the Witch-Demon War, I inadvertently glimpsed the variables of the future while contemplating the River Map and Luo Book, and I had already seen the final outcome.

The departure of the Witches and Demons from the stage of heaven and earth was a trend of the Great Dao, and it was also a scheme by the Heavenly Dao and the Saints.

My two elder brothers, think about it: could the Heavenly Dao and the Saints sit by and watch the Demon Race grow large and strong?" Kunpeng said.

"The River Map and Luo Book contain the ultimate principles of the Great Dao, encompassing the Five Elements, Yin and Yang, Creation, and the principles of the Innate; their mysteries are boundless, and they gave me a hint.

They also wanted me to leave behind a spark for the Demon Race; otherwise, the entire foundation of our ancient Demon Race would have been calculated into the tribulation. Therefore, I would rather bear the infamy, be reviled for ten thousand years, and lie dormant in the North Sea, quietly waiting for you two elder brothers to resurrect and return."

Kunpeng spoke with sincerity and earnestness, his true feelings revealed.

He packaged himself as a savior of the Demon Race in the shadows, having no regrets even if he were pointed at by a thousand people.

He was indeed the mastermind of the Demon Race; when it came to brains, both Dijun and the Eastern Emperor were slightly lacking compared to him.

Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi frowned.

Listening to this, it seemed to make some sense, but something felt wrong.

"Wrong. The River Map and Luo Book are my companion treasures; why would they give you, this Kun, a hint and not me?" Dijun said.

Kunpeng had long since prepared his rhetoric and said:

"Heavenly Emperor brother, at that time you were already blinded by rage in the slaughter with the Witch Clan; whose words could you even listen to?"

Upon hearing this, Dijun could not help but look at the Eastern Emperor and say:

"Elder brother, what do you think?"

"It makes some sense, but there are still many doubts," Donghuang Taiyi said.

He had not been resurrected for long, and he was not familiar with the current Heavenly Emperor either.

However, if it were said to be a scheme of the Heavenly Dao, it was not impossible.

Just like the Dragon Han First Tribulation and the Dao-Demon Struggle of the past, they were all like this.

According to reason, after every kalpa of the ancient times, the victorious lineage would absorb the Qi Luck of the kalpa and could become a Saint.

In the Dragon Han First Tribulation, the three great divine beast races slaughtered each other not just for territory and conflicts, but even more so for the other's Qi Luck and the Qi Luck of the protagonist of heaven and earth.

If the Ancestral Dragon had won, the Ancestral Dragon could have used that Qi Luck to become a Saint!

If the Qilin had won, the Qilin could also have become a Saint. The same logic applied to the Phoenix race.

The later Dao-Demon Struggle was the same; the Dao Ancestor won, swallowed Luo Hou's Qi Luck, and with the addition of the Heavenly Dao's blessing, he became a Saint directly.

In the Witch-Demon Tribulation, although the Eastern Emperor and Dijun said it was to fight the Witch Clan, in reality, it was also to defeat the Witch Clan, absorb their Qi Luck, and then make the ultimate leap to become Saints.

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Dao had fixed numbers; there were only so many Saint positions, and it was impossible for new Saints to be born.

So after hearing Kunpeng's words, Donghuang Taiyi also leaned toward the idea of a Heavenly Dao scheme, unable to bear the Demon Race producing more Saints, so the Witch-Demon outcome could only be one: like the ancient Qilin, Ancestral Dragon, and Phoenix races, all would be wiped out.

Seeing Dijun and the Eastern Emperor resurrected, Kunpeng hatched another plan in his heart and took the opportunity to express his loyalty, saying:

"Heavenly Emperor brother, Elder brother Taiyi, since you have returned, is it time to take back the Heavenly Court?

I won't hide it from you, I, old Kun, have long been displeased with that Haotian; a mere Dao-boy, how is he worthy of being the Lord of the Three Realms?

That position is one only you can sit in!"

"Well said. A mere Haotian brat, how is he worthy? I will kick him to death," Dijun said.

"Taking back the Heavenly Court is not urgent; we need to recover our cultivation first."

"Moreover, after so many years, I fear this Haotian is not the Haotian of the past; he cannot be underestimated," Donghuang Taiyi said.

"Elder brother Taiyi is wise," Kunpeng flattered.

"Kunpeng, tell us about the current situation of heaven and earth," Donghuang Taiyi asked.

Kunpeng's expression changed slightly, and he sighed:

"Two elder brothers, you do not know, but in the years you were gone, heaven and earth changed drastically. After the Witches and Demons, there was the Saint War of the Investiture of the Gods; that lineup was no weaker than the Witch-Demon War, and the Saints themselves personally entered the fray to meet the tribulation.

Now, the Heavenly Dao has fixed the numbers, Buddhism has begun to flourish, the Journey to the West has opened, and the Heavenly Court and Buddhism are directing the grand drama of the Journey to the West together."

"Journey to the West? Could it be that this kalpa has opened?"

Donghuang Taiyi's gaze was like a torch, his pupils flashing with a startling luster.

"Just a small skirmish, nothing compared to the ancient era," Kunpeng said.

"However, two elder brothers, the Saints of this heaven and earth are now trapped in the Purple Heaven Palace, and the Heavenly Dao does not allow Saints to interfere in the affairs of Renjian.

As long as the four of us Demon Emperors gather together, we will be unstoppable," Kunpeng said excitedly.

Donghuang Taiyi nodded, and Dijun was somewhat moved, itching to go to the Heavenly Court right now and smash Haotian.

"Old Kun, I have understood. However, the Karma of the past must still be repaid; your death penalty can be waived, but the living penalty..."

As the words fell, the two brothers, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, tacitly surrounded Kunpeng.

Kunpeng's face was terrified, and he said weakly:

"Brother, don't!"

Unfortunately, Dijun had long been suppressing a raging fire in his heart, and he hammered his sandbag-sized fist down toward Kunpeng's face.

Donghuang Taiyi locked Kunpeng down, rendering him unable to move.

Even though Kunpeng's cultivation had improved over the years, he was still powerless when facing the former Heavenly Emperor and Demon Emperor.

Boom!

Awooo!

Above the North Sea, the miserable shrieks of Kunpeng echoed, lingering for a long time.

Heavenly Court.

The Jade Emperor did not yet know that the two former Demon Emperors had been resurrected; he was currently in the High Heaven Palace, drinking immortal wine and eating immortal fruit, enjoying the graceful dance of the minor fairy maidens, and rejoicing with the assembled immortals, feeling leisurely and content.

Yaochi.

Wangmu Niangniang was somewhat irritable, because Xuanzang was currently at Wuzhuang Temple, so her Ling Long Treasure Mirror could not see the scenes inside the temple, which remained a blur.

This Wuzhuang Temple was shrouded by the powerful magic of Zhenyuanzi, and apart from existences at the Saint level, there were very few within the Three Realms capable of spying on it.

"This Zhenyuanzi is truly annoying!" Wangmu Niangniang opened her mouth, feeling vexed.

Before long, a fairy in green from Yaochi Dian walked in and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty, Guanyin Dashi from the South Sea has arrived."

Wangmu Niangniang was lying on the Phoenix couch in a very languid posture; upon hearing this, she immediately sat up and thought to herself:

"Guanyin, what has she come for?"

"Invite her in."

"Yes!"

Soon, amidst a swirl of clouds and mist, bathed in Buddha Light, the holy and beautiful Bodhisattva walked into Yaochi Dian.

"Greetings, Wangmu Niangniang." Guanyin Bodhisattva bowed slightly, her words gentle.

"You are too polite, Guanyin Dashi." Wangmu Niangniang feigned majesty, bringing out the demeanor of the head of all female immortals in the Three Realms.

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