Chapter 1935: The Masterless Spiritual Island!

Glancing down from his lofty position, Dong Huang Taiyi said as he gathered his Qi.

"My apologies, I was out of line just now. If the demon race truly insists I do this, I might as well go apologize to Hong Yun."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

Dong Huang Taiyi hadn't expected Kun Peng to come to his senses so quickly, but he didn't dwell on it—after all, what mattered was that he had.

There were many things the demon race couldn't easily do themselves, but Kun Peng could do them easily, for though he was the demon race's Master of Beasts, he was not truly one of them.

"The demon race will surely be grateful to you," Dong Huang Taiyi said, looking at Kun Peng with deep gratitude.

Kun Peng stayed silent, lips pressed tight.

Besides, the last he heard, Luo Fu and the others were heading to Penglai Immortal Island, and they could find many things there.

But Kun Peng didn't tell Dong Huang Taiyi, nor did he plan to—he'd already screwed himself over enough.

Kun Peng was also thinking about how to get the job done properly.

Apologize to Hong Yun?

Ever since the Purple Cloud Palace lecture, he'd known Hong Yun had become his mortal enemy—if he swallowed his pride and apologized, wouldn't he lose all face?

That was precisely why Kun Peng and Hong Yun could never reconcile.

Kun Peng sneered, "You demon race still underestimate me too much."

Perhaps the demon race thinks Kun Peng is expendable, that he's trying to curry favor with Luo Fu—but what about the witch race?

If the witch race were to accept Kun Peng, it would greatly aid them in the coming witch-demon war.

Kun Peng intended to ask Di Jiang.

Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang would likely agree, since they both knew the full situation between them.

Tian Wu and Weng Zi's powerful alliance, along with Qiang Liang's varied reactions, had already shown themselves.

But this time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches hadn't anticipated Kun Peng's idea, and getting Hong Yun to join the witch race would indeed require some careful planning.

Hong Yun Dao Ren hadn't finished his cultivation yet—he needed rest, so there was no rush.

With Luo Fu's abilities, they could indeed advance further.

"Luo Fu Shengren, this time we go to Penglai Immortal Island—can we truly find the Ten Sacred Roots?"

"Yes, we've never been to Penglai Immortal Island before, and we have no idea what things there even look like."

Qiang Liang also wanted to know, though he rarely spoke up.

Beside him, She Bi Shi glanced over, then silently lowered his head to continue crafting his poison.

Luo Fu saw their expressions—he knew Hou Tu and Xuanming wanted to know too, so he told them what came next.

"Penglai Immortal Island isn't some monstrous flood or beast—if you have sufficient power, you can enter it; even without sufficient cultivation base, there's still a passage…"

When Luo Fu mentioned this, he looked at the Twelve Ancestral Wus—all of them were stunned.

After all, countless beings had sought to enter Penglai Immortal Island; nearly every living thing in Hong Huang desired to cultivate within it.

Penglai Immortal Island is a masterless spiritual island!

If one could train within Penglai Immortal Island, they could truly shine.

But perhaps it was simpler than that—now, things had taken an unexpected turn.

Moreover, if more and more Hong Huang beings entered Penglai Immortal Island, it would no longer remain a secret.