Just as he was about to make a move, Jin Ling Saint Mother forced him back by sheer will with her Four Symbols Tower. Though Jin Ling Saint Mother's cultivation was weaker than Kunpeng's, he couldn't do anything about her resilience and strength in a short time. As an ancient-level giant beast, Kunpeng's life bar, if visualized, could encircle the Primordial thirty times, and his speed was maxed out, but his offensive means were relatively weak for his level.

He wasn't afraid of Jin Ling Saint Mother's attacks, but he couldn't effectively strike back in a short time, so he was dragged here. Kunpeng, realizing something was off, chose to play it safe.

"As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood. You little brat, wait for me!"

The first thing he chose to do was dive into the sea. Deep in Beiming, where paths extended in every direction, Kunpeng, who had dwelled there for countless ages, would surely be able to shake off Nezha and the others by diving in.

Just as he was about to descend, Nezha already brought in the first reinforcement, Zhen Yuanzi. Seeing Zhen Yuanzi arrive confirmed that Nezha had already succeeded. Watching Kunpeng about to flee, Zhen Yuanzi shook his hand, releasing his half-life spiritual treasure, the Earth Book, made from the placenta of the earth.

The earth-yellow Earth Book, under the great power of Zhen Yuanzi, rapidly extended and transformed into earth and rock in the deep sea. Zhen Yuanzi lifted the hard, escaping Kunpeng back in place with both hands.

Kunpeng attempted to bypass the Earth Book, but Jin Ling Saint Mother gave him no chance. Helplessly, he could only fight Jin Ling Saint Mother while frantically pounding the rocky wall formed by the Earth Book.

Kunpeng pounded, Zhen Yuanzi lifted, Kunpeng pounded again, Zhen Yuanzi lifted again.

"Zhen Yuanzi, are you going to meddle too?"

Zhen Yuanzi coldly laughed, "Return my old friend's life!"

After trying for a while, Kunpeng knew he couldn't rival Zhen Yuanzi, so he immediately changed direction and flew towards the sky. He truly was proficient in water, land, and air. In water, Jin Ling Saint Mother's speed was still much slower than his. Kunpeng endured a hit from Jin Ling Saint Mother and rushed upwards, reaching the sea surface in just a few breaths, only to see the sky full of yellow sand.

Where did the yellow sand in this boundless ocean come from?

He saw Yunxiao above, clad in a purple robe, holding the Chi Xiao Divine Sword, flanked by two sisters; one holding the Chaos Origin Golden Bowl, the other clutching the Golden Jiao Scissors.

"Kunpeng, you plotted against my sisters' origin. Today we will settle this cause and effect."

After speaking, Qiong Xiao and Bixiao vanished into the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation. Yunxiao brandished the blazing treasure sword at Kunpeng, and Kunpeng, horrified, bore another sword strike while desperately charging towards the sky.

The Nine Curves Yellow River Formation spun rapidly, and nine boundless sand dragons began to wreak havoc on Kunpeng. Countless minuscule sand specks continuously eroded Kunpeng's mana. As strong and vast as Kunpeng's mana was, painstakingly refined like Beiming's, such a loss was intolerable. Immediately, he sprayed water from his mouth to ward off the pervasive yellow sand, continuing to charge forward, hoping to break out of the formation.

However, twenty-four Ocean Stabilizing Pearls flew out, instantly halting the water he spewed. As the yellow sand blew by, a man revealed himself; it was none other than Zhao Gongming, who had not shown up for a long time. How could someone so protective of his sister as Old Zhao miss the chance to seek vengeance?

"Kunpeng, you dared to plot against my sister. I, Old Zhao, won't let you die easy!"

In the original timeline, Old Zhao fought effortlessly against the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect plus Randeng, though there was the factor of Randeng, the wily Old Six, not using his full strength. Still, Zhao Gongming handled it with ease, even while holding back.

Now, it was different. Daring to harm his sister, he was ready to stake his life.

Zhao Gongming arrived without saying a word and unleashed a big move. Legend has it that after Pangu created the heavens and earth, four great chaotic primordial spirits emerged, representing the four elements of creation: Earth's Dirty Soil, Water of Netherworld Profound Ice, Fire of Great Sun Golden Flame, and Wind of Void, corresponding to the four elements of creation.

The Great Sun Golden Flame usually used by Nezha was one of them, albeit a weakened version. Even with his current cultivation, he wouldn't dare enter the Sun Star's core.

Old Zhao, summoning his Wind Origin, brought forth a gust of Void Wind, which even a Daluo Golden Immortal would instantly perish in its presence. Briefly fusing himself with the Void Wind, his entire being discarded human form and transformed fully into the Holy Spirit of the Wind.

Passing invisibly and shapelessly over Kunpeng, Kunpeng wasn't unaware of the peril this entity posed. He rapidly shielded himself with great mana to resist the corrosive power of the divine wind. However, a Void Wind with a manipulator was not easily deterred. He only felt a gentle breeze brush by, causing an arm to wrinkle and rapidly age.

Considering Kunpeng's life force, for his body to exhibit such characteristics indicated severe damage.

Kunpeng knew Zhao Gongming wielding the power of the Void Wind was time-limited; otherwise, he himself would be dissolved. Ordinarily, waiting until his disintegration would make it easy to take care of him, but now he couldn't afford to wait.

Behind him, a massive flame red sword Qi was already attacking once more. Kunpeng, having already endured one hit, understood its formidable power couldn't be underestimated. Further behind, a golden light within the deep sea was growing increasingly bright, indicating Jin Ling Saint Mother was catching up.

Clenching his teeth, Kunpeng made a decision. His body began to unleash the boundless deep blue mana accumulated over countless Yuan Hui, pouring out like endless ocean water. His sole thought now was to run. Mana could be cultivated again, but losing his life meant losing everything!

His mana, as thick as the deep sea, frenziedly erupted. This was one of the ancient's foundations. Zhao Gongming, blocked by the vast mana, was momentarily unable to reach Kunpeng.

Within the formation, Qiong Xiao and Bixiao struggled to maintain the formation while releasing the Golden Jiao Scissors, hoping to exert some pressure on Kunpeng. However, the power of the Golden Jiao Scissors was relatively lacking against beings of Kunpeng's level.

At this moment, the pursuing Jin Ling Saint Mother and Yunxiao exchanged glances, both understandingly drawing out their respective non-copper, non-iron, also non-steel Immortal Swords, specifically the Slaughter Immortal Sword and the Immortal Extinguishing Sword.

When Saint Tongtian left initially, he hadn't taken the Four Immortal Slaying Swords. Instead, he entrusted them to his disciples for protection. Since Gui Ling Saint Mother wasn't present, the Immortal Extinguishing Sword was meant to be under Zhao Gongming's control. But who could blame Old Zhao for being a well-known sister-obsessed protector, feeling happier to entrust it to Yunxiao for protection?

The two stunning female immortals met their dual swords, calling out in unison, 'Combine,' demonstrating a joint sword technique once exhibited by Jin Ling Saint Mother and Wudang Saint Mother.

Both transformed into golden and white flowing lights clinging to the Slaughter Immortal Sword and Immortal Extinguishing Sword. The murderous aura of the two fierce swords exploded, charging into the depths of the mana sea unleashed by Kunpeng.

In no time, the chaotic center of the mana sea erupted with a heart-wrenching wail, followed by a furious roar. A giant Kun beast emerged, its extent unseen at the edges.

This giant Kun had several thousand feet of pitch-black sword scars on its body, evidently the handiwork of the Jie Sect sisters.

Below, Zhen Yuanzi, carrying a continent, also surfaced. At this time, another clear voice resonated.

"Kunpeng, return my brother's life!"

Before the sound faded, the five-color radiance burst forth. Kong Xuan had trained the five-colored divine light to the extent of Five Elements Compatibility. Though it appeared as five colors, it was all converted into the Water Element. The mana Kunpeng was spraying vanished rapidly under the divine light's stroke.

Kunpeng realized he needed to gamble with his life now or lose any chance.

The immeasurable giant Kun beast violently shook its body, causing the mana not yet swept away by Kong Xuan to splash around. Simultaneously, it dove heavily downward, hoping its body could break through Zhen Yuanzi's blockade on the sea surface. While the land didn't sink from the impact, Zhen Yuanzi was knocked into the currents. Perhaps one more attempt could break it, but Kunpeng didn't have that chance.

Because Yunxiao and Jin Ling's second sword was incoming.

Kunpeng's life bar might be long, but it could not withstand continuous percentage-based true damage. Without timely healing, he genuinely faced death.

Scouring around with his massive fish eyes, Kunpeng found a flaw in the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation. Under multiple forces' impact, the formation was on the brink of collapse.

The giant Kun suddenly leaped up, issuing a 'chirp,' transforming into a Peng bird. With flapping wings stirring gusts, it swiftly expanded its form to the edge of the formation.

Seeing Kunpeng about to escape, Kong Xuan's five-colored divine light beat it to his head, dropping the previously collected immense mana on him like a deluge, momentarily stalling Kunpeng.

Meanwhile, his eagle-like eyes noticed the approaching sword light from behind, with a desperate sway of his body, skirting the path of the black sword glow, yet his right wing still had a third sheared away.

Regardless of his damaged wings, Kunpeng only wanted to quickly leave the block of these bastards. Just as he neared escaping the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation, anathema to him was the sound he despised reached his ears.

"Daoist Friend, please stay."

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