Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 720 - 620: Emperor Jun’s Three Treasures, Outnumbering to Deceive the Few

Xii Jing had clearly been pushed to the brink. The golden feathers on her body had mostly fallen off, and wounds streamed golden blood that transformed into golden flames, spreading across this Middle Thousand Void.

Soon, the demons completely surrounded the golden crow.

Except for a few Demon Lords, such as the Nine Phoenixes, Kui Niu, and the Sun Country Master, all the other Demon Kings and Abnormal Soldiers betrayed her.

Xii Jing was utterly enraged and could not help but shout, "Kunpeng, the Late Emperor treated you well. Is this how you repay us?"

Kunpeng, ever the insidious schemer, still refused to reveal himself, wary of an ambush.

No matter how loudly Xii Jing called out, Kunpeng remained hidden. Now and then, a halberd imbued with the Nine Heavens Gang Wind would dart out to strike at Xii Jing's weaknesses.

This was Kunpeng's Magic Artifact.

Kunpeng was truly despicable to the core.

Even though his cultivation far surpassed Xii Jing's, and he had a higher chance of victory even in a one-on-one battle,

he still dared not show himself.

When her weaknesses were exposed, the demons pressed closer. In desperation, Xii Jing transformed herself into the form of a human woman.

She now wore a Golden Rosy Clouds Crown on her head, a Star Robe over her body, and Heavenly Ascending Shoes on her feet.

The crown, an imperial relic, radiated golden light for a thousand miles. Any demon that entered its range was instantly turned to ashes.

The stars on the Star Robe appeared almost tangible, shimmering with starlight. From the robe emerged 365 stars, which formed a Star Array to annihilate the surrounding demons.

The Cloud Stepping Shoes granted Xii Jing the power to maneuver and evade freely, her movements as fluid as flowing clouds.

"Ha ha! Tenth Princess, you've finally played your trump card!"

Kunpeng laughed wildly.

A massive Kunpeng loomed over the entire Star Domain.

As the Imperial Master of two dynasties, Kunpeng was naturally aware of all the trump cards hidden within the Emperor Jun Heavenly Court. These three treasures had once belonged to Emperor Jun himself,

initially mere decorative ornaments. But after countless years of Heavenly Emperor mana washing over them, they had become True Immortal Immortal Devices.

"Enough talk! Come claim your life!"

Xii Jing flew straight at Kunpeng.

Under the protection of the three Immortal Artifacts, she did not even need to take action herself. Wherever she flew, all demons and ghosts were wiped out, reduced to ashes. The demons scrambled to flee out of Xii Jing's attack range.

Soon, within a radius of ten thousand miles, only Kunpeng and Xii Jing remained.

"Kunpeng, there's still time for you to take your own life!"

Bang!

The Golden Rosy Clouds Crown unleashed an unstoppable beam of golden light, piercing through Kunpeng's protective Xuanming Water Qi and his demon body. The wound ignited with golden flames that would never heal.

Seeing this, Xii Jing seized the opportunity and unleashed her full mana.

Her Star Array and countless golden beams overwhelmed Kunpeng's enormous dharma body.

Kunpeng realized he could no longer maintain his massive form. His colossal size made him an easy target.

He quickly reverted to his human form, wielding a halberd. The two True Immortals clashed.

In the blink of an eye, they exchanged hundreds of blows, their forms flickering and scattering across the battlefield.

Xii Jing, after all, possessed ordinary True Immortal-level cultivation, whereas Kunpeng was at the peak of True Immortal.

Once Kunpeng discerned her patterns, the tide of the battle began to turn in his favor.

As time passed, Xii Hee gradually fell into a disadvantage. At the same time, the other Demon Kings closed in, and the situation grew increasingly precarious. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"Get out of my way!"

Solar True Fire exploded around Xii Jing, its intense heat forcing the Demon Kings and Kunpeng to retreat.

Taking advantage of the moment, she fled to the depths of the Heavenly Court's Emperor Palace.

The guards along the way didn't dare to stop her, watching in stunned silence as she stormed into the Golden Crow Palace.

In the depths of the palace stood ten Dragon Chairs. Upon nine of them sat nine Golden Crows wearing masks, imperial crowns, and imperial robes. Their lifeless eyes stared out in indignation, refusing to find peace even in death.

Xii Jing stumbled into the hall, her face pale and her energy depleted.

After the relentless battles, she was utterly spent, her mana nearly drained, her Spirit Platform dim and close to annihilation.

She seated herself on the tenth Dragon Chair.

As a Golden Crow, if she were to die, she would die with pride.

Bang!

The door was violently kicked open, and Kunpeng charged in with a group of Demon Kings.

Xii Jing faced them with composure, undeterred by their threatening presence.

At the same time, she reached out with her Divine Thought to connect with the ten suns of the Middle Thousand World.

Kunpeng's expression drastically changed.

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Why wouldn't I?" Xii Jing retorted.

The ten suns began to tremble violently, as if on the verge of exploding into massive fireballs.

Indeed, Xii Jing intended to perish alongside them by detonating the ten suns.

Even if it couldn't destroy this entire world, it would ensure that what Kunpeng inherited would be nothing but ruins.

"Calm yourself! If you do this, you'll perish as well. How about this—I'll grant you a path to survival. Leave this land, escape to fight another day, cling to hope, whatever you wish, at least you'll have a chance!"

Kunpeng's face darkened and brightened as he seemed to hesitate, ultimately offering what he considered a compromise. But Xii Jing was unmoved.

"Hah! This realm was ours to begin with. Why should I leave?"

"Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! Fine, if you want to start over, then so be it! Try me—I'll bear the loss!"

Kunpeng grew aggressive. A ruined realm wasn't entirely useless.

Given a millennium or so, he could gather the dispersed energy of the Golden Crows and form new suns.

And with the Golden Rosy Clouds Crown in hand, he could personally take on the role of the sun during the intervening years.

Xii Jing was about to activate the restrictions.

Suddenly, she felt a surge of searing solar energy flying toward the realm.

This solar force immediately conquered the realm, severing her connection to the ten suns. It seemed someone else had assumed control of them.

"Father?"

Xii Jing involuntarily exclaimed in awe.

This solar energy carried the unmistakable aura of her father. Only her father would have the capability to seize the suns' authority. Not even Kunpeng could do such a thing. Who else could this be but Emperor Jun?

Kunpeng was visibly shaken by her words.

"Someone, go outside and check!"

The mere thought of the once-supreme, eternal Daluo Immortal Emperor Jun turned Kunpeng's legs to jelly.

If Emperor Jun truly had revived, Kunpeng was certain he would flee to the farthest reaches of the world at record-breaking speed.

Before the Demon Kings could react, the guard stationed outside rushed in first.

"It's not good, Demon Master! There's a group outside!"

"Who are they?!"

"There's someone… who looks like the sun itself."

Boom!

Before the words fully landed, the roof of the Golden Crow Palace was blown off.

Golden light illuminated every corner beneath it, dispelling all demonic and evil qi. Some low-level demons were instantly reduced to ashes.

This sight left Xii Jing stunned. This overwhelming solar energy surpassed the combined might of all ten Golden Crows.

Who could it possibly be?

This definitely wasn't her father—could it be an avatar of him?

"Who?! Which beast dares thwart my plans?"

Kunpeng roared in fury, brandishing his halberd and thrusting it toward the golden figure in the sky.

Song Lin sneered and spun the Bright Treasure Wheel, clashing against the halberd.

Bam!

Both sides retreated a step.

With the power of the Nine Pills coursing through his veins, Song Lin showed no fear toward Kunpeng.

What's more, he had allies.

Soon, Kunpeng realized something was wrong. Several figures emerged, advancing toward him. Initially, he thought they were overestimating themselves, but soon he understood otherwise.

The Great Sun World Venerable, Mao Gu, Mao Ying, the Water and Fire Emperors, and Emperor Houtu—six True Immortals had joined the fray.

Including Song Lin, there were now seven True Immortals arrayed against him.

Where did all these True Immortal powerhouses come from? Kunpeng was nearly coughing up blood in frustration.

"Shameless scoundrels, despicable curs, relying on numbers to overwhelm me! It's unfair! UNFAIR!"