txolops Chapter 127 Ambushing Kunpeng
Chapter 127 Ambushing Kunpeng
Taibai didn't make things difficult for the little demon. After confirming the location was correct, he and Xuandu transformed into two beams of light and sped off in the direction the little demon had indicated.
In a short while, the scene ahead suddenly changed.
A sudden blizzard appeared directly in front of them.
At the eye of the storm, however, lay an eerie calm, with a black vortex slowly rotating, emanating a terrifying suction force that devoured everything.
Above the vortex, a magnificent palace floated, its entire structure forged from jet-black ice crystals, with a plaque hanging high above its entrance.
The three characters "Demon Master Palace" exuded a chilling aura, and even a distant glance was enough to make one's soul tremble.
"As expected of a great power's dojo, even though it betrayed the demon court and was despised by all demons, it has survived to this day from that great calamity. Its methods and strength are still unfathomable."
"Senior Brother, should we inform the Demon Master's Palace?"
Xuandu gazed at the deep palace gate and asked in a low voice.
After a moment's thought, Taibai stepped forward, bowed respectfully before the palace gate, and said:
"This humble Taoist priest, Taibai, accompanied by my junior brother Xuandu, requests an audience with the Demon Master Kunpeng!"
After a moment of silence, a heavy creak was heard, and the two huge palace doors slowly opened inward on their own, revealing a bottomless darkness within.
"Let's go. Remember, Kunpeng is treacherous and cunning, definitely not a kind person. Be vigilant at all times."
The two stepped into the palace, and the gate closed silently behind them.
The palace passageways were deep and long, with strange crystals inlaid on the walls on both sides, casting shimmering light and shadow throughout the space, making it feel chillingly cold.
The deeper they went, the dimmer the blue light became, and in the silence, only the barely audible sound of their footsteps could be heard.
As you walk deeper into the main hall, a high platform comes into view.
On the high platform, there was only a simple futon, upon which Kunpeng sat with his eyes slightly closed.
The two dared not be negligent and immediately bowed, saying, "Junior pays respects to Senior Kunpeng."
The Kunpeng on the high platform slowly opened its eyes, its cold gaze falling directly on the two of them, causing Taibai's eyelids to twitch slightly.
This person seems to possess an even more profound and unpredictable aura than the demon master that Taibai once met.
"Tell me, both of you are esteemed disciples of a sage, why would you condescend to set foot in my desolate and lifeless Northern Darkness?"
Taibai steadied himself, stepped forward, and respectfully said:
"Senior Qi, the human race is now flourishing and has become the protagonist of the world."
Emperor Fuxi, having endured a thousand years of tribulations, has achieved perfect merit and is about to return to his position at Huoyun Cave.
However, as Heaven has shown, the opportunity to return to one's rightful place requires the assistance of the Hetu and Luoshu diagrams.
"We, your juniors, have come to the Northern Sea by the decree of the Goddess Nuwa and the Sage Taiqing. We earnestly request your mercy and temporary use of this treasure to help the Heavenly Emperor of the Human Race achieve his merits."
Upon hearing the words "Hetu Luoshu," Kunpeng suddenly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.
This magical treasure was something he had obtained from the fallen demon emperor Jun. It was not only a powerful innate artifact, but also his only means of survival.
Now that someone dared to come to his door demanding it, the string of vigilance in his heart instantly tightened to the extreme.
This place is Beiming, his sacred ground.
Over countless years of management, this desolate land has long been connected to his origins.
As long as no saint personally intervenes, he is confident that he will be invincible.
"The River Chart and the Luo River Writing? Indeed, this treasure is in my possession. But why should I lend it to you?"
"Senior, if you would be willing to lend me your treasure, this humble Taoist may..."
Xuan Du was concerned about this matter. Seeing Kunpeng's indifferent attitude, he subconsciously wanted to exchange it for a promise.
As a direct descendant of a sage, this promise carries considerable weight.
However, before he could finish speaking, Taibai gently covered his mouth with his hand.
Xuandu turned his head in surprise and saw that his senior brother's eyes were full of solemnity and admonition.
"Silence. You are a disciple of a sage, your words are law, how can you speak lightly of such weighty consequences? Especially since the other party is Kunpeng!"
The Hetu and Luoshu were not obtained through the righteous path of Kunpeng. They even had the Mountain and River Map bestowed by the Goddess as their trump card, which could be used to forcibly suppress them if necessary.
Even if this leads to enmity, as long as Kunpeng remains under the protection of the sage and the great religion, he may not dare to truly break off relations.
Incurring karmic debts, especially those incurred by such individuals, will lead to endless troubles.
"Senior Brother..."
Xuandu seemed to understand, but out of absolute trust in Taibai, he immediately fell silent.
"Oh? So you two are planning to get something for nothing?"
Do you still believe that just because you're a disciple of a sage, you can do whatever you want in this Northern Darkness land, plundering and seizing everything you want?
His anger began to radiate without restraint, and the surrounding dim light flickered erratically.
The temperature plummeted, and tiny black ice crystals condensed in the air.
Taibai knew the negotiations had reached a critical point. He stepped forward, bracing himself against the pressure, and said in a deep voice:
"Senior, you misunderstand. I am not asking for something empty-handed, but rather I am willing to resolve a potential problem for you."
"The Hetu and Luoshu were ultimately treasures of the former Demon Emperor."
As long as this treasure remains in your hands, the remnants of the former Demon Court will never forget Beiming, nor will they cease their covetousness of you.
Returning this treasure actually helps the elder sever a past karmic ties, preventing endless future troubles. This is a mutually beneficial act.
"Hahahahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng did not get angry but laughed instead. His laughter was colder than the Northern Dark Ice, and it echoed throughout the hall.
"What a win-win situation! What a way to sever cause and effect!"
When I roamed the primordial world, you were not yet born! I will give you another chance.
"Get out of the Northern Darkness within three breaths. Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding the dignity of a Sage!"
Upon hearing this, Taibai frowned slightly but did not say anything more.
With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle magical power enveloped Xuandu, and he turned and walked out of the hall.
Seeing that they seemed to be leaving, Kunpeng snorted softly, the fierce look in his eyes lessened slightly, and he closed his eyes again, his mind sinking into a meditative state.
Having reached the vicinity of the palace gate, Taibai suddenly turned around, pointed his fingers like a sword, and pointed into the void.
A beam of clear light shot out from his sleeve, growing longer with the wind and instantly transforming into a painting.
The Mountain and River Map unfolded in mid-air, and a majestic holy aura erupted from the core of the scroll, directly enveloping the Kunpeng.
"How dare you!"
Kunpeng's eyes snapped open, filled with shock and rage.
He never expected that this seemingly retreating junior would dare to carry out such a sneak attack in the Demon Master's Palace.
"Hmph! What a disciple of a sage! What a righteous sect of the Xuanmen!"
To commit such a despicable act of sneak attack is utterly shameless! It has completely disgraced even a saint!
Xuandu, standing to the side, was stunned by this sudden turn of events, the angry shouts of the Kunpeng filling his ears.
A burning sensation ran down his face, and he instinctively lowered his head, not daring to look at Kunpeng's murderous gaze. He felt a complex mix of emotions.
Taibai glanced at Xuandu, then said helplessly:
"Fool, don't let pride get in the way. Do you really think that even if we openly and honorably present the 'Map of Mountains and Rivers'?"
Is it possible to suppress it with a single blow? The speed of the Kunpeng is second to none in the primordial world.
Having said that, Taibai ignored Xuandu beside him and instead took a few steps forward, saying:
"Senior Kunpeng, are you ready to hand over the Hetu and Luoshu now?"