Chapter 1869: Luo Fu Guides the Twelve Ancestral Wus!

Master Hongyun was also injured and needed to find a place to cultivate properly; staying here at the location of Buzhou Mountain was no longer feasible.

"Master Luo Fu, this time I owe you a great debt for your help, Hongyun will surely repay you!"

Sister Xuanming glanced at Hongyun and knew his internal injuries were severe—if not treated soon, he would vomit blood.

Soon, Sister Xuanming summoned Sister Houtu.

"Sister Houtu, could you take a look at Master Hongyun?"

"Alright."

Sister Houtu was among the most skilled in healing among the Twelve Ancestral Wus; in front of Luo Fu, Hongyun said nothing else and sat cross-legged between the flames of Huoyun Cave.

The other Twelve Ancestral Wus were also present; having obtained Emperor Jun's Jin Wu wings, they needed to celebrate properly.

Without lifting a finger, they had directly caused Emperor Jun to lose a wing—truly cause for rejoicing.

Sister Houtu came over to examine Hongyun's injuries; because Luo Fu was present, none of the other Twelve Ancestral Wus were injured—in fact, their bodies had improved greatly.

"Thank you, Sister Houtu, Ancestral Wu."

"Master, no need for such formalities—we met during the lectures at Zixiao Palace," Sister Houtu said as she examined him; Hongyun recalled and understood.

"So it was the two of you who gave me my seat—I owe you even more gratitude."

"No need for such words."

Precisely because of this, Kunpeng came to hate Hongyun; because of Hongyun, Kunpeng had been humiliated and harmed—and in the Honghuang, any humiliation or harm must be repaid.

The first thing Kunpeng did after becoming the Demon Master was to seek out Taiyi and Dijie to ambush Hongyun.

Yet they never imagined the Wu Clan had such a powerful figure—and such a master-level cultivator was truly unheard of in the Honghuang.

What right does the Wu Clan have?

Now, all billions of beings in the Honghuang rely on the Wu and Yao Clans; with such a massive boost, the Wu Clan will surely no longer hold the Yao Clan in regard.

"The great war between the Wu and Yao Clans is about to begin—if the Wu Clan gains the upper hand, where will our Yao Clan stand?"

Emperor Jun, pale-faced, stared at the ground after losing one Jin Wu wing.

Donghuang Taiyi gripped his Chaos Bell tightly; he felt this event had come too suddenly, and they still could not uncover who Luo Fu truly was.

Moreover, Luo Fu's actions must have been based on some foundation.

"We'll question him after Kunpeng wakes up—this time it was Kunpeng who brought it upon himself."

"And if this Kunpeng cannot regrow my Jin Wu wing, we might as well discard him—he has no ability whatsoever as a Demon Master."

Emperor Jun glared fiercely at Kunpeng, wanting to cast him down—but he knew this was no place to linger; they must flee quickly.

Kunpeng had long woken up, but he was pretending to be dead.

Moreover, Kunpeng had been terrified by Luo Fu's cultivation base—Luo Fu possessed the Heaven-Splitting Axe!

He hadn't seen it clearly, but he had seen the shape and outline of the Heaven-Splitting Axe—and Luo Fu could even lift the Chaos Bell and the Hetu Luoshu.

Who exactly is Luo Fu? The Yao Clan desperately wanted to know.

Even Zixiao Palace wanted to know—he had appeared out of nowhere.

Everything above Zixiao Palace was being investigated, but the events below were not so easily uncovered by these people.