Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 388 - 276: Kun Peng to the Rescue_2

Di Jun’s partial consciousness was immersed within himself, the Demon Name List already flipped open, revealing the page where Demon Master Kunpeng was located.

Meanwhile, the River Map and Luo Book was also constantly deducing Demon Master Kunpeng’s location.

His divine sense traversed the Primordial Land through the Heavenly Dao, then projected onto the silver-white mirror in front of him condensed from the Taiyin Moonlight with his spiritual power.

After a moment, Di Jun finally located the hidden figure of Demon Master Kunpeng, and the silver-white mirror also displayed Kunpeng’s figure.

Given Di Jun’s strength, even more formidable than that of a Saint, combined with the connection between Demon Master Kunpeng and the Demon Clan, deducing Kunpeng’s location was relatively easy.

"This is Fire Cloud Cave."

Donghuang Taiyi spoke directly.

Fire Cloud Cave, Daoist Hong Yun’s Daoist School—back in the day, Daoist Hong Yun was known as a kind-hearted figure in Primordial, who wouldn’t know the location of his Daoist School.

However, since Hong Jun had given his third sermon, Daoist Hong Yun received the Hongmeng Purple Qi and never returned.

Since Hong Yun’s birth, he had spent even more time in the Longevity Mountain Wuzhuang Temple than in the Fire Cloud Cave.

Daoist Kun Peng, of course, knew this, surmising that since Daoist Hong Yun had left the Wuzhuang Temple, he must have returned to the Fire Cloud Cave.

Hence, he did not persistently track Hong Yun’s tracks but waited near the Fire Cloud Cave.

After all, even though Hong Yun did not conceal his figure, he could not be constantly tracked by those beings that Kun Peng had arranged near the Longevity Mountain.

The East King faced the same situation; however, he pursued Hong Yun’s trail relentlessly.

Hong Yun’s appearance this time was driven by his free-spirited nature, naturally unhurried.

In contrast, the East King was driven by his dream of obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a Saint, naturally impatient.

In the eyes of the East King, Daoist Hong Yun was no more than a wastrel, possessing the Hongmeng Purple Qi for such an extended period and still hadn’t achieved Saint status.

Wasn’t this an opportunity granted by fate?

He naturally did not dare to neglect this chance, fully aware that he wasn’t the only entity coveting the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Daoist Hong Yun’s hands.

Daoist Kun Peng quietly waited near the Fire Cloud Cave, awaiting the resolution of his karma with Daoist Hong Yun.

Suddenly, he sensed two familiar auras, with extremely intense fluctuations, clearly involved in combat.

Hong Yun, East King.

Daoist Kun Peng’s heart sank, no longer concealing his presence, and rushed towards the battlefield.

Before he got close, he heard Daoist Hong Yun’s voice ring out.

"East King, if you seek the Hongmeng Purple Qi, your power is still insufficient!"

Daoist Kun Peng concealed his form once again and saw a spirited Daoist Hong Yun and the East King, whose face was quite unsightly.

Having been in hiding for so long, Hong Yun’s pent-up frustrations had lessened somewhat after battling with the East King, explaining his spirited demeanor.

The East King’s face looked very unsightly; he had assumed Daoist Hong Yun was a coward, weakly hiding in the Wuzhuang Temple for so long, and thought he alone could capture him.

He had not anticipated Daoist Hong Yun’s strength would be so formidable.

Fortunately, to be cautious, he did not come alone.

With this in mind, the East King’s expression calmed, and he gazed at Hong Yun, saying,

"Hong Yun, this Hongmeng Purple Qi is a must-have for me, the East King. If you do not wish to perish here, it would be wise to hand it over willingly."

Daoist Hong Yun watched the East King’s expression change and instantly sensed danger.

He felt the presences of four Primordial Golden Immortals rapidly closing in on him, seemingly encircling him.

In the current Primordial era, the Immortal Dao was the mainstream; thus, only a few cultivated to the level of Primordial Golden Immortal.

Daoist Hong Yun immediately realized that these were the four Primordial Golden Immortals from the Immortal Court.

To find Daoist Hong Yun quicker, the East King and the four Primordial Golden Immortals had split up in their search.

Once found, there was no need to defeat, only to delay.

Now that the four Primordial Golden Immortals had arrived, the East King naturally could not allow Daoist Hong Yun to escape.

The Hidden Immortal Map was suspended in mid-air, with several Daluo Golden Immortals injecting their power into it, and an Array emerged, enveloping Daoist Hong Yun within it.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!

Daoist Hong Yun’s expression changed; he knew that once caught in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, especially with the arrival of the four Primordial Golden Immortals, his chances of doom outweighed fortune today.

Therefore, Daoist Hong Yun promptly urged the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd, assaulting the formation.

But the array, with East King, a Quasi-Saint Realm being himself presiding over it, coupled with the power boost from numerous Daluo Golden Immortals, proved incredibly difficult to break through.

Even so, Daoist Hong Yun did not succumb to despair, as the fog from the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd permeated within the array.

Had it not been for the Daluo Golden Immortals’ lives that were all hidden within the Hidden Immortal Map, they would have likely suffered great injuries if touched by the fog.

Daoist Kun Peng was concealed not far away, watching Daoist Hong Yun who was trapped inside.

He knew that if he did not make a move, the Hongmeng Purple Qi would truly fall into the hands of East King.

His primary purpose for coming here was not to settle scores with Daoist Hong Yun but for the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

More so, his relationship with East King was far from harmonious; in fact, fraught with conflicts.

Back when he was at leisure in Beiming, it was East King who wanted to forcefully enlist him into the Immortal Court, even going as far as to suppress him with the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Such experiences left him without any hesitation; he silently accumulated his own power, as twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty Demon Texts continuously circulated within his body.

In an instant, when Daoist Hong Yun was about to gather strength for another attack, Daoist Kun Peng also boldly took action, without using any Divine Skills, but unleashing all his power in a deluge.

For a brief moment, the array shuddered, showing a breach at the point assaulted by Daoist Hong Yun and Daoist Kun Peng together.

Seeing the array broken, Daoist Hong Yun was momentarily unable to react.

"Hong Yun, if not now, when?"

The voice of Daoist Kun Peng came over.

Daoist Hong Yun instantly came to his senses, exiting the formation and choosing a direction to make his escape without delay.

After his strike, Daoist Kun Peng could no longer conceal his presence.

Knowing this, he transformed into a giant peng and fled swiftly after the attack.

By the time his voice reached the ears of both Daoist Hong Yun and East King, he had already escaped far away.

Daoist Kun Peng was well aware that even with Daoist Hong Yun joining forces with him, they could not contend against the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

If it were only East King and the other Daluo Golden Immortals, the two could stand against them.

However, there were four Primordial Golden Immortals hastening towards this location.

Soon, even without the vast formation of Ten Thousand Immortals, they would not be able to defeat East King.

"Kun Peng!"

East King clenched his teeth in anger as he spoke.

At this moment, his heart was filled with fury; Daoist Hong Yun had already been suppressed, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi was within easy reach.

Yet now, Daoist Kun Peng’s interference had allowed Daoist Hong Yun to flee, and in his heart, he truly wished to tear Daoist Kun Peng into ten thousand pieces.

Between Daoist Kun Peng and Daoist Hong Yun, East King did not hesitate for an instant; he immediately put away the Hidden Immortal Map and chased after Daoist Hong Yun.

To obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi was the first priority, other matters could wait.

...

Mount Sumeru.

"What a pity, East King," said Daoist Jie Yin with a sorrowful expression.

Beside him, Zhunti Saint nodded in agreement, wearing a look of regret on his face.

They were not the only ones interested in Daoist Hong Yun’s reappearance in the Primordial Land and his grand escape.

The other Saints were also paying attention to this matter.

Unlike Di Jun, they had little desire for the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Being owners of the Hongmeng Purple Qi themselves, they were paying great attention to this event.

They had not forgotten what their teacher, Hong Jun, had once said: among his disciples, there would be seven Saints.

Seven Saints, seven streams of Hongmeng Purple Qi, each corresponding to one another.

They too wanted to know, who would become the teacher’s last disciple, who would become the last Saint among their teacher’s students.

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