Chapter 2577: Parting Clouds to Reveal the Moon

On Zhenyao Mountain.

Zhu Yan's information was still quite reliable; it knew Jin Wu's Jin Wu Wings could never fully regrow, so he had already abandoned this path.

He and Teng She still placed greater importance on Tianzhu Xuanwu.

These people had already thought of other ways to summon Tianzhu Xuanwu, but since Gai Jiuyou remained silent, they could not make any move.

"Luo Fu the Sage has been observing nearby all along—how do we act?"

"What about the Auspicious Qilin?"

"Still no trace—has the Auspicious Qilin truly vanished from the Honghuang? If it's gone, where should we look now!"

"I don't know."

Teng She was completely baffled; he truly didn't know, because some things seemed simple to him but were extremely difficult to others.

"Alright!"

"Since you all know about this, most matters can be handled—we'll wait here at Gai Jiuyou, and we'll surely get our chance."

Teng She glanced at Jin Wu, then at Hun Dun, and decided to look at Hun Dun.

Hun Dun could get along so well with Kun Peng because their energies matched; if we just speak to Kun Peng, it might work.

"Kun Peng isn't easily deceived."

Hun Dun looked at Teng She and said helplessly: "I know where Kun Peng is, but if we go to him without reason, he won't come."

"How can you know unless you try?"

"Fine."

Hun Dun's strength among the Ten Fiendish Beasts was formidable, ranking among the top three, and his power wasn't merely evident in comparisons among them.

Even beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, one must be wary of Hun Dun's power.

Had Ancestor Hongjun not sealed him earlier, Hun Dun might have ruled tyrannically over the Honghuang, plunging the entire realm into chaos.

Hun Dun and Kun Peng had a special means of communication, allowing long-distance voice transmission—but it could not be used repeatedly, or it would damage one's cultivation base.

Once the cultivation base was damaged, recovering it would take centuries or millennia.

Zhu Yan and Teng She both looked at Hun Dun, hoping to gain some news from him, and also hoping Kun Peng could help.

Now they could only do this: Jin Wu's Jin Wu Wings could never regrow, so they had to rely on their own efforts to seek news from Kun Peng.

"How did it go?"

Teng She looked at Hun Dun and asked.

Hun Dun's forehead was drenched in sweat; he felt numb all over—just one connection had left him as drained as if he'd fought a brutal battle.

Only after Hun Dun caught his breath did Zhu Yan and Teng She approach, asking questions left and right.

"Wait a moment—let me rest, catch my breath, and then I'll speak. I need to cultivate first."

Hun Dun no longer explained further; if he couldn't recover his breath now, his cultivation base being damaged was certain.

He couldn't risk his cultivation base!

After a long wait, as Zhu Yan and Teng She were about to lose patience, Hun Dun finally exhaled a long, turbid breath and came back to life.

When Hun Dun opened his eyes, his gaze was clear and sharp—he looked toward Zhenyao Mountain ahead, and felt as if clouds had parted to reveal the moon.