Yuan Hao sat cross-legged in the cave and circulated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
Boom!
Boundless spiritual energy formed a huge vortex at the bottom of the East Sea. Yuan Hao crazily absorbed it into his body to nourish his body and strengthen his Essence Soul.
"As expected of the Holy Son. Father has cultivated here for countless years, but there has never been such a phenomenon like today.”
"Xue 'er, you must be on good terms with the Saint Child in the future. You must not offend the Saint Child.”
When Ao Guang saw this scene, his eyes were filled with surprise. He turned to Ao Xue and softly said,
……
Yuan Hao was in seclusion in the cave, stabilizing the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art that he had just broken through.
At the same time.
Demon race, Darknorth Palace.
The Kun Peng had been sitting here for more than a thousand years.
Cangjie created the characters, and the heavens bestowed merit!
This scene echoed in his mind for a long time.
Since humans can create words, why can't we demons?
Since Cangjie could create words, why can't I, Kun Peng, do the same?
He wanted to create words for the demon race to record everything in the world.
In Beiming Palace, Kun Peng had been in seclusion for ten thousand years.
Strange symbols flashed around him, and more and more of them appeared until they filled the entire palace.
Looking at these strange symbols, Kun Peng's mind became clearer. He knew that he was about to succeed!
He was about to establish boundless merit for the demon race!
"Heavenly Dao above!"
"Today, Kun Peng will write a document for the demon race and record all things in the world. Please be a witness.”
Boom!
Kun Peng suddenly opened his eyes. Around him, countless strange symbols soared into the sky, occupying half of the sky and forming a huge picture scroll.
These words recorded the birth of the demon race, its development, and its current prosperity.
In the Fey race, everything could be recorded in Fey characters.
The words created by Kunpeng could be sensed by all the demons in Untainted Land. All of them knelt down and praised Kunpeng's boundless merits!
"The Kun Peng ancestor actually created a language that belongs to our demon race!”
"After this incident, the status of demon masters will no longer be below that of demon emperors and the Eastern Emperor.”
"Kun Peng is worthy of being the ancestor of our demon race!”
Kunpeng had created the characters of the Demon Tribe, and his reputation among the Demon Tribe had reached its peak. He was showing signs of overshadowing Emperor Jun and Taiyi.
In the Demon Palace, Emperor Jun Taiyi's face was gloomy. The creation of the character by Kunpeng was a joyous event for the Demon Tribe.
However, as the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor, they would never allow anyone to surpass them in terms of status in the demon race.
Even if this person had made boundless merit for the demon race, it would not do!
Only they were qualified to represent the Demon Clan and become the supreme rulers of the Demon Clan.
Boom!
Kun Peng sat cross-legged in the sky above Beiming Palace. Countless demonic characters flashed with a demonic green light around him.
When the Kun Peng created the word, the Heavenly Dao sensed it. A cloud of auspicious clouds floated over, and golden light descended, bestowing merit!
As a large amount of power of virtue entered his body, the strength of the Kun Peng increased at a rapid speed.
"Hahaha! Merit enters my body. I have a chance of breaking through to Primordial Chaos and becoming a Saint!”
The Kun Peng sensed the change in its cultivation in the golden light of virtue and laughed arrogantly!
Peak Quasi-Sage!
Quasi-Sage Great Perfection!
Half-Primordial Chaos!
He was just a step away from breaking through to the Saint Realm!
However, at this moment, the Heavenly Dao Auspicious Cloud floated, and the golden light of virtue suddenly stopped.
Kun Peng's cultivation also stopped at the Half-Step Primordial Chaos Realm. In the end, he did not actualize the Primordial Chaos and become the Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who lived freely in the Wilderness and survived hundreds of millions of tribulations!
"How could this be!"
"How could this be! I created the demon language, how can I not vindicate Primordial Chaos! What went wrong?"
Kun Peng's eyes were red. His expectant mood instantly turned crazy.
Something must have gone wrong. He clearly had a feeling that he was about to break through. Why did he suddenly stop?
That's right!
Primordial Purple Qi!
The foundation of the Great Dao!
Kun Peng suddenly remembered that in the Purple Cloud Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had given six Primordial Purple Qi to the six people on the futon.
They were Laozi, Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, Sect Master Tongtian, Goddess Nüwa, Taoist Jieyin, and Taoist Zhunti.
These six people obtained the Primordial Purple Qi and became Saints one after another!
Moreover, one of the seats should have belonged to him. He should also have obtained a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi!
Red clouds!
It was all Ancestor Red Cloud's fault!
Kun Peng's eyes turned red!
If Ancestor Red Cloud hadn't offered his seat to Zhunti, his seat wouldn't have been snatched away by Jieyin!
What was even more infuriating was that Ancestor Red Cloud had obtained a wisp of Hong Meng Immortal Qi even though he did not sit on the six futons!
The Heavenly Dao was unfair!
The Dao Ancestor was unfair!
"Ah!"
Kun Peng roared towards the sky, killing intent surging in his heart.
"I must kill Ancestor Red Cloud! He had to snatch that wisp of Primordial Purple Qi to have a chance to attain the Primordial Chaos and become a Saint.”
Kun Peng's face was gloomy, but he had already begun to plan in his heart!
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