The Primordial Free-spirited Kunpeng

Chapter 191 The Fatal Weakness of the Demonic Path

twilight

The war between immortals and demons in the Western Wilderness was fierce, and the weakest participant had to be at least at the Great Luo realm.

Xuandu of the Human Sect, Guangchengzi of the Chan Sect, and Duobao Daoren of the Jie Sect were all found to be in a coma and coughing up blood.

The chief disciple of the three religions coughed up blood from all seven orifices. The Great Immortal rarely slept soundly, yet he was robbed in his dream.

As members of the Three Religions Surprise Attack Team, the three Great Luo Golden Immortals haven't wiped out many demonic sect strongholds yet!

The raiding squad leader, Randeng, was anxious, while the vice leader of the Chan Sect exclaimed in terror, "My three little darlings, you can't die! Otherwise, how can I explain this?"

"The Three Pure Ones are entangled with Jieyin and Zhunti, and cannot seek help from your master!"

"Kunpeng is also in the Western Wilderness, but we can't let him bully us. Let me calculate, who else in the Western Wilderness can we rely on?"

After blinking

Randeng brought three Great Immortals to Longevity Mountain. The Wuzhuang Temple on the mountain was peaceful and was the ancestral home of the Earth Immortals.

The sacred mountain is shrouded in mist and clouds, and colorful fog lingers in the bamboo forest.

A thousand-year-old cypress and a ten-thousand-year-old pine, truly a blessed land.

A tiger patrols the mountain, a dragon lies at the bottom of the pond, and a crane soars into the sky.

"Brother Zhenyuan, save me!"

"Brother Hongyun, lend me a hand! Lend me a hand!"

"The celestial being and the earthly immortal are on good terms; we can't just stand by and watch them die..."

One breath later

The space folded, and the four of them, including Ran Deng, arrived at Wuzhuang Temple.

Hongyun carefully examined Xuandu and the others and found that they were trapped in a strange dream, and that the supernatural powers and techniques to forcefully pull a Great Luo Golden Immortal into the dream were very rare.

Zhen Yuanzi brought out ginseng fruits, one for each of Xuandu and the others, which barely replenished their vitality.

The chief disciple of the three religions and the direct descendant of the Three Pure Ones, the death of even one of them would be a major event.

Ran Deng wiped away his tears and asked, "How can I save him?"

Hongyun pondered and said, "This is the intervention of Jieyin. Logically speaking, the three from Xuandu have no chance of escaping. At the very least, they will be trapped in the endless dream for countless years."

Zhen Yuanzi sneered and explained, "When Jieyin was fighting the Three Pure Ones, his attack on Xuandu and the others was not for killing, but merely to disrupt the Three Pure Ones' state."

It was very difficult for the three Xuandu disciples to be guided and killed in the early stages of the Primordial Chaos realm.

However, it wouldn't be difficult for someone at the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos realm to kill Xuandu and the other two.

To counter the guidance of severing two corpses, one must be at least a Quasi-Saint in the early stage of the Primordial Chaos realm, and ideally, one should sever one corpse in the Immortal path.

It's not impossible for Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun to defeat the Demon Immortal Lord, but they admit they can't do it; at most, they can only protect themselves.

The ancestor of the Earthly Immortals was initially very confident, believing he was invincible, but gradually came to terms with reality.

Unbeatable throughout history

Invincible in the primordial world, impossible in one era

Even the invincible Western Wilderness is impossible.

Even those in the same realm cannot be invincible.

For many years, the immortals and demons have been fighting openly and secretly. Zhen Yuanzi has lost to Jieyin many times and has never won a single battle. He has also lost more often than he has won against Zhunti!

"If you cannot rescue them, then I will lead them away from the Western Wilderness."

"It's no use. Dreams are everywhere. You should go to Taiyi or Nuwa; they might be able to save you."

"The Three Pure Ones are unwilling to incur a great karmic debt with Nuwa or Taiyi, so this humble Taoist dares not go."

"Houtu has a chance to solve the problem, and the Demon Master is also in the Western Wilderness."

"Let's wait a little longer. I believe the Three Pure Ones can win."

At the same time

White Tiger Mountain in the Western Wilderness

The White Tiger Ancestor remained in seclusion, indifferent to the rights and wrongs of the primordial world.

Although he was only at the late stage of Hunyuan, the White Tiger Ancestor had once experienced the Hunyuan Quasi-Saint realm, so he could still challenge the Hunyuan Quasi-Saint.

Kunpeng visited the White Tiger Ancestor many times and witnessed firsthand the decline of this divine beast ancestor's spirit, and how much of his tiger energy had been defeated and dissipated.

The sacred beast, the White Tiger, approached, surrounded by large stars, empowered by a quarter of the starry sky.

Currently, all the sacred beasts are at the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos realm, guarding one of the four poles of heaven and earth, and their cultivation level is constantly increasing.

In the late stage of Hunyuan, the Hunyuan Quasi-Saint, the upper limit of the Four Sacred Beasts is terrifying.

"Demon Master, it's time for you to leave."

"Is the White Tiger Clan truly maintaining neutrality?"

"Sigh, don't ask anymore, just leave. If you stay here any longer, I'm afraid the powerful demonic cultivators will misunderstand!"

Shinto alone

The primordial heroes vied for supremacy, the dragon and phoenix clans stood in a tripartite balance, and the immortals and demons divided the world.

The sacred beast, the White Tiger, has a complicated past and cannot see through the current state and future of the primordial world. It only wants to protect the White Tiger clan.

Kunpeng smiled without saying a word, and after comprehending the power of the Western Extremities, he left, leaving the white tiger mark on the treasure [Demon Refining Pot] shining brightly.

The Demon Master inspected the Western Wilderness. The demons of the west had become monsters, and their situation was neither good nor bad.

suddenly

The illusory image of the Fairy Tower flickered, and a dreamlike mist enveloped the world.

Kunpeng stood with his hands clasped, and seeing this, couldn't help but tease, "Jieyin, you're fighting the Three Pure Ones, and you still dare to attack me?"

The illusory fairy tower swayed, and the faint, piercing chirping of cicadas echoed through the air.

The Magic Fairy Tower was carried on the back of a ferocious insect, a golden, six-winged cicada.

The innate Taiyi Insect King, and the acquired Daluo Insect Emperor, once devoured the corpses of gods and demons, ate the remains of ferocious beasts, and evolved by feeding on the remains of divine beasts.

One of the Demon Emperor's personally instructed disciples, he fiercely attacked the Demon Master.

The cicadas' chirping disturbed his Dao mind; their wings were like heavenly blades, unleashing a terrifying attack.

The Demon Refining Pot trembled, and the white tiger mark inside lit up. The Demon Refining Pot transformed into a white tiger to fight the six-winged ferocious cicada.

Both being practitioners of the path of killing and wielding the Great Dao of Geng Metal, the Six-Winged Fierce Cicada was defeated after a long while.

[The Cicada Sheds its Shell]

Leaving behind a molted remains, the Six-Winged Ferocious Cicada recovered from its injuries and its true form, carrying the Demon Immortal Tower, obediently stayed in the distance.

The Demon Immortal Lord's figure was illusory, and with a single thought, he manifested the Demon Immortal Tower before the Carefree Celestial Venerable.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what is your view on the demonic path?"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng responded with a strange expression: "If you call me 'Brother Daoist,' how can I objectively evaluate the demonic path?"

"In that case, fellow Daoist, come with me to see the current state of the demonic path!"

The Fairy Tower hangs high, constantly moving across the Western Wilderness.

Kunpeng followed, and the land shrouded in the radiance of the Demon Immortal Tower blurred the lines between dream and reality, revealing the entire Western Wilderness controlled by the demonic path.

A mountain village

The people in the mountain stronghold were all relatives, but now they have been slaughtered by one man, and their blood has stained the hills red.

Glug glug...

The blood of their own kind was drawn, and their relatives were sacrificed to the demon ancestor.

"Hahaha, absorbing the spiritual essence of my kin really does improve my aptitude!"

"Becoming an immortal was difficult in the past, but now there is hope."

"Hahaha, what a pity, there are too few relatives..."

Mountain Village Blood Sacrifice

City Massacre Sacrifice

Kingdom Destruction Sacrifice

The demonic practices of refining souls, refining spirits, refining corpses, absorbing nourishment, and slaughter are terrifying beyond measure.

Grave robbing, manipulating people's hearts—the methods of the demonic path are bizarre and unpredictable.

The roots of flowers, grasses, and trees were severed; birds, beasts, insects, and fish were consumed; heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers were refined; and even the sun, moon, and stars were devoured.

Mountains of white bones, names forgotten.

We take people as our material, all living beings as our material, and heaven and earth as our material.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of the Demonic Path?"

Kunpeng traveled through the Western Wilderness, witnessing various demonic acts. After much contemplation, he said, "He harms all living beings in heaven and earth to nourish himself; one path is achieved, but ten thousand paths wither. Although somewhat cruel and ruthless, it can be considered the supreme path!"

"Hahaha, this is the supreme path, but unfortunately, we are unlikely to be the sole winners."

Diminishing all paths, one achieves the One.

The Demon Ancestor's demonic path is very powerful, but apart from the Demon Ancestor, no one will be satisfied in the end.

Because none of the Xuanhuang Ancestors, Jieyin, Zhunti, or others wanted to become consumables.

There can only be one winner in the demonic path, and that is its fatal weakness. The second-best in the demonic path is the biggest loser!

Currently, the second most powerful figure in the demonic path is Xuanhuang Ancestor, while Jieyin and Zhunti may succeed him.

Kunpeng chuckled and sighed, "So you betrayed the Demon Ancestor? Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

Jieyin calmly replied, "Betrayal is an integral part of the demonic path. How could I be a true disciple of the demonic path if I didn't betray the Demon Ancestor?"

"Then you should surrender to the Three Pure Ones. You've miscalculated by coming to me. I'm just a dispensable character in Bai Yujing."

"Hehehe, I have great competition with the Three Pure Ones, so I will definitely receive the least preferential treatment from them."

(End of this chapter)