Chapter 982: The Terrified Kunpeng

As the Three Pure Ones, Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun have always held themselves in high regard.

Especially since becoming Saints, they have stood at the peak of the Primordial World, viewing all living beings as ants; how could they have ever been so slighted, treated as if they were nothing?

If this can be endured, what cannot?

"Yin and Yang Wuji!"

"All Things Return to Ruins!"

"Devour the World!"

Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Kunpeng Laozu all shouted, unleashing their respective Innate Supernatural Powers.

Because they feared the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin, they dared not use any Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Once the Innate Supernatural Powers of three Peak Quasi-Saints were unleashed, they were terrifying; the entire firmament trembled, the heavens and earth changed color, and an endless, terrifying aura surged toward Yin Qi like a deluge.

"Suppress!"

Yin Qi's expression did not change as he softly uttered a single word.

The voice was not loud, yet it resounded throughout the Primordial World.

Word Manifestation!

As the supernatural power was unleashed, an invisible yet majestic force suddenly descended upon Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Kunpeng Laozu, freezing their forms in place.

It was not just their magic power, but also their Primordial Spirit, and even their thoughts.

Because they were suppressed and sealed, the supernatural powers they had unleashed were also interrupted and dissipated with the wind.

"Dao Transformation!"

Immediately following this, Yin Qi unleashed another supernatural power.

Having obtained this supernatural power from Tianyu Daoren, he was now better than his predecessor, and by communicating with the 'Dao' talisman in his mind, the power of the Dao Transformation supernatural power was multiplied even further.

As Yin Qi's words fell, an endless power of assimilation surged toward the three of them from all directions.

Instantly, the physical bodies of the three began to undergo Dao Transformation.

The process of Dao Transformation is to return one's cultivation to the heavens and earth.

Many powerful beings, before falling, would choose to undergo Dao Transformation to return their cultivation to the heavens and earth to avoid their physical bodies being desecrated, which is also considered a form of karmic reincarnation.

"Ah!"

Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Kunpeng Laozu shrieked, finally forcibly breaking free from the suppression of Word Manifestation.

But before they could even feel happy, they discovered that they were actually undergoing Dao Transformation.

The three were both shocked and terrified.

With no time to think, they decisively abandoned their bodies undergoing Dao Transformation, escaping like a cicada shedding its skin.

"Go!"

Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were filled with terror.

More than thirty thousand years ago, when fighting alone, they had merely been at a disadvantage.

Yet thirty thousand years later, the three of them joined forces, only to have absolutely no power to resist, nearly undergoing Dao Transformation.

How could they fight this!

While terrified, they also felt deeply aggrieved.

They were Saints!

If their true bodies had not been driven out of the Primordial World, how could they have suffered such humiliation today!

Consequently, they even began to resent Hongjun Daozu.

If it weren't for Hongjun Daozu insisting on driving them out of the Primordial World, they would not have suffered today's humiliation.

Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun were decisive, but Kunpeng Laozu was even faster.

He was already proficient in Space Law; after transforming into his true form, he flapped his wings once and vanished without a trace in an instant.

He was terrified to the core!

Facing Yin Qi, he had the feeling of facing a Saint, with absolutely no power to resist.

……

Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun were both Peak Quasi-Saints; if they wanted to flee, unless Yin Qi exposed his Saint-level cultivation, he could not stop them and could only watch them escape.

However, if they escaped, they escaped; it was of no great consequence.

He would just deal with them in the future.

Boom!

Watching Laozi and the others flee for their lives, the Primordial World was in an uproar.

It takes a long time to describe, but in reality, the exchange lasted only a few breaths.

Before anyone could react, Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Kunpeng Laozu had suffered a crushing defeat and were forced to flee in a panic.

"Defeated! They were actually defeated just like that?"

"Hiss, these are three Peak Quasi-Saints, and two of them are even the Good Corpses of Saints; they couldn't even last two moves in the hands of Di Qi!"

"What a terrifying supernatural power; it is actually Word Manifestation. A single word can suppress three Saints, and a single word can make them nearly undergo Dao Transformation!"

"This Dao Transformation looks so familiar; wasn't that the Innate Supernatural Power of Tianyu Daoren back then?"

"With the Saints not appearing, who can rival Di Qi!"

…………

Xuandu Dafa Shi, Antarctic Immortal, Golden-Winged Peng, and the others were terrified to the point of death. They hadn't even engaged Haotian yet, and their own Sect Master had already fled for his life, so what were they waiting for?

In an instant, the six of them also fled.

If they were slow, perhaps a single word from Di Qi could make them completely undergo Dao Transformation.

Haotian's pupils constricted, his heart filled with dread.

Too strong!

If even three Peak Quasi-Saints are not a match for a single blow, then what about him?

……

Lingshan.

Jieyin Daoren and Zhunti Daoren remained silent, their eyes flickering with sharp light.

After a long while, Jieyin Daoren said gloomily: "Junior Brother, did we do the right thing? It seems we gained much, but in reality, we are nursing a tiger that will cause us trouble, and from now on, we must live under another's shadow."

Zhunti Daoren naturally refused to admit it; he said loudly: "Senior Brother, the Great Tribulation is coming, and our true bodies will certainly be able to return to Honghuang. When that time comes, killing Di Qi will be a matter of a single word. Those who do not become Saints are, in the end, mere ants."

Jieyin Daoren felt slightly better and nodded slightly.

If it really came to it, at worst, they could forcibly return to Honghuang and kill Yin Qi.

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He did not believe that the Dao Ancestor would kill him over this matter.

At most, he would be grounded for ten million years.

Time, to a Saint, is almost meaningless.

………

The Sea of Blood.

Minghe Laozu was filled with lingering fear: "Fortunately, fortunately I agreed to Di Qi. If Di Qi had truly made a move, I would have been dead or at least severely injured, and I would have been trapped in the Sea of Blood for eternity."

With the Sea of Blood as his base, he fears none of the Saints, so naturally, he does not fear Yin Qi.

But not fearing is one thing.

Relying on the Sea of Blood, he can only act like a turtle hiding in its shell, allowing others to bully him.

……

Zhenyuanzi, the Queen Mother of the West, Qinglong, and many other Quasi-Saints.

They were either silent or sighing in wonder.

Among them, the Wu Clan and the Demon Race felt the most heavy-hearted.

The stronger Yin Qi becomes, the slimmer their chances of returning to the Primordial Continent.

However, they still have a chance.

As long as Di Jun, Di Jiang, and the others are resurrected, they will still have the strength to fight against Di Qi.

………

The north of Honghuang.

The war is still continuing.

The morale of the Great Shang army is soaring, and the North Sea Demon Clan is completely terrified.

It is not just the soldiers on the front lines; the countless Demon Race in the rear are also moving their entire clans, because unlike the Demon Race in other places, they kept the Human Race in captivity and had long since offended the Human Race to the point of no return.

Once the Great Shang army arrives, they will all be liquidated.

……

Above the firmament.

Yin Qi smiled gently and bowed to Haotian: "Many thanks to the Heavenly Emperor for your assistance."

Haotian waved his hand and said: "Actually, even without me, you could have handled it completely. Di Qi, may I ask, what is your current cultivation level?"

Yin Qi replied: "Quasi-Saint Peak!"

Haotian's eyes narrowed, and he nodded: "No wonder. However, in all of Honghuang, only you could cultivate from the Quasi-Saint Initial Stage to the peak in just over thirty thousand years. Yin Qi, I hope that from now on, my Heavenly Court will govern the Heaven, and your Great Shang will govern the Earth; how about we coexist peacefully?"

He no longer had any intention of competing with Yin Qi.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, Yin Qi is his son-in-law.

With Longji Gongzhu here, both sides can coexist peacefully.

With this bond, even if various factions try to sow discord, they will have enough trust between them to distinguish right from wrong.

"Good!"

Yin Qi nodded.

It is just that if the Heavenly Court is captured by the Demon Race or the Wu Clan in the future, then he will no longer be bound by this promise.

"Good! Now that the matter here is settled, I shall take my leave."

Haotian was delighted.

Having obtained Yin Qi's promise, he finally felt at ease.

He bowed his hands and turned to leave. (End of chapter)