"Dao Pattern Palace? Houtu had just defeated the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and the damned Hongyun. She had broken through the Sorcerer Body. Why would she come here first?”
Kun Peng hid far away and stared at Wang Xuan as he walked into the Daomark Palace.
During the first sermon in the Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng was knocked off the futon by Zhunti with the Tree of Seven Wonders because Hongyun gave up his seat. He lost face in front of all the immortals.
He hated not only Zhunti and Jieyin, but also Hongyun.
If Hongyun hadn't given up her seat, he wouldn't have suffered such humiliation and lost his praying mat.
Therefore, after the lecture, he followed Hongyun to Buzhou Mountain.
He had seen Houtu send the Bell of Chaos flying with one palm strike and severely injure Taiyi. He had also seen Houtu defeat the Three Pure Ones and Goddess Nvywa by herself.
Seeing that Hongyun did not get the Innate Gourd, Kun Peng gloated.
After Hongyun left, he was about to follow her when he saw Houtu suddenly appear nearby and walk into the Dao Pattern Palace.
This aroused the Kun Peng's curiosity.
He restrained his aura and observed quietly. After a while, he saw Houtu come out and disappear.
Kun Peng was sharp enough to see that when Houtu left, she didn't carry the Innate Gourd Vine or the Nine Heavens Breathing Earth.
The Sorcerer Tribe did not cultivate their primordial spirit, so they could not use spirit treasures to collect items like immortals.
Kun Peng immediately determined that Hou Tu had left the innate gourd vine and Nine Heavens Breathing Earth in the Dao-pattern Palace.
Then, he saw Wang Xuan shouting and chasing after him.
"Golden Immortal? He should be a Dao child, and the master of the Daomark Palace was someone else.”
Kun Peng used his Soul Consciousness to check the Daomark Palace. He was surprised to find that his Soul Consciousness couldn't invade it.
He couldn't investigate everything in the Dao Pattern Palace.
"This is the Innate Dao field."
Kun Peng looked at the Daomark Palace hesitantly.
There were seven superior-grade Xiantian gourds on the vines.
The mysterious master of the Daomark Palace was able to enlighten a Golden Immortal Dao Child, so he must be a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
Give up seven superior-grade Connate Numinous treasures or offend a Perfected Golden Immortal.
"Fated opportunities can only be found by luck. With my speed, it won't be a problem for me to snatch the innate gourd vine and leave safely.”
Kun Peng didn't want to miss the opportunity and flew into the Daomark Palace.
Wang Xuan admired the seven gourds on the Innate Gourd Vine and felt a little awkward.
"Seven gourds, which one should I refine?
Would they split open and seven Bottle Gourd Brothers jump out and call me grandpa?”
Wang Xuan thought about it seriously and felt that the possibility was very high.
"The tattoo helped Little Sister Houtu break through to the Chaotic Godfiend Body. She will definitely bring other Ancestors of Sorcery to get the tattoo.
Every time I get a tattoo, I'll receive a Protocosmic spirit-treasure. I won't be lacking in spirit-treasures in the future.
I'll keep these gourds and see if they can turn into Calabash Brothers.”
Just as he made his decision, Wang Xuan heard the door of the Dao Pattern Palace open.
"Little Sister Houtu brought the Ancestor of Sorcery here so quickly?”
Wang Xuan turned his head happily and saw a stranger.
"And you are?"
Kun Peng saw the Innate Calabash Vine lying on the ground openly.
He looked left and right. Other than Wang Xuan, he did not see any other immortals.
He used his divine sense to probe, but his divine sense was still unable to invade. He could only probe where his gaze could reach.
"Where's your master?" The Kun Peng asked instead of answering.
"Master?"
" What?" Wang Xuan was stunned by the question." Tattoo shop…I'm the master of the Dao Pattern Palace."”
"You?"
The Kun Peng glanced at Wang Xuan disdainfully." Little Daoist boy, you sure talk big.”
Countless thoughts flashed through his sea of consciousness.
"This Golden Immortal little Daoist kid dares to speak so arrogantly, I think the master of the Daomark Palace isn't here.
If it was, he would have taken the gourd vine away and not left it in the hall.
Great fortune, great opportunity.
The innate gourd vine should belong to me.”
Kun Peng revealed a happy expression.
After he deduced that the master of the Daomark Palace wasn't around, he acted decisively. His figure flashed and he pounced towards the innate gourd vine.
Wang Xuan was angered by the Kun Peng's words.
Just as he was about to retort, he saw Kun Peng snatching the gourd vine and couldn't help but laugh.
"Seeing that I'm a Golden Immortal Dao child…Bah, I'm not a Dao child.
This guy took advantage of my low cultivation level and wanted to snatch my gourd doll.
Ha, if we were outside the Daomark Palace, I might be afraid of him.
However, snatching my Connate Numinous treasure in the Daomark Palace is really asking for death.”
The Daomark Palace was a Primordial Chaos Dao field that even Dao Ancestor Hongjun could not break through.
Wang Xuan was the master of the Daomark Palace and controlled it.
In the Daomark Palace, he was the ruler of the saints. When the dragon came, he would coil up and when the phoenix came, he would shrink back.
Even saints who invaded the Daomark Palace would be defeated.
Wang Xuan looked at the Kun Peng with a mocking expression as it rushed towards the Innate Gourd Vine. He reached out his hand to collect it in ecstasy and spat out a word.
"Seal!"
Kun Peng's finger was only a hair's breadth away from the innate gourd vine. Just as he was about to snatch it away, he suddenly felt the surrounding space and time binding him.
In an instant, he was imprisoned by the Daomark Palace.
Kun Peng wanted to struggle, but he was shocked to sense that the surrounding spacetime not only confined his demon body, but also his Celestial Core Power and Sea Consciousness.
His body and immortal essence could not be used.
His mind was also sealed, and his sea of consciousness was blank.
His face was still filled with ecstasy as he stared at the gourd vine that was only a line away from his finger.
It was beyond reach.
Wang Xuan slowly walked over, and under Kun Peng's wide-open gaze, he moved the Innate Calabash vine to the backyard step by step.
Soon, he returned and sized up the Kun Peng mockingly.
"You're the first one who dares to snatch my things in the Dao-pattern Palace and call me a little Daoist child.”
Wang Xuan was a little angry and slapped the Kun Peng's face.
He had just become a Golden Immortal, so he knew nothing about his own strength and could not control it skillfully.
He could not help but use the Great Dao of Earth.
Kun Peng was restrained and could not dodge. The palm slapped his face.
With a slap, Kun Peng's half-pulled face was turned into meat paste from the ears to the corner of his mouth.
His neck also cracked into bone powder.
The Daomark Palace imprisoned Kun Peng. Although his neck was cracked, his head didn't hang down.
Half of his face was smashed, and the flesh was embedded in his face, but there was no blood.
In fact, the Kun Peng, whose mind was sealed, did not even realize that its face had been smashed.
Wang Xuan was shocked.
He originally wanted to slap the Kun Peng a few times, but with a palm strike, half of his face was smashed.
He did not dare to slap the Kun Peng a second time, afraid that he would kill it.
"I'm actually that powerful?"
Wang Xuan didn't even think about it. He already had the Chaotic Body and had even used the Great Dao of Earth.
The Kun Peng was even more powerful to be able to take a slap and not die.
Wang Xuan shook the meat paste in his hand in disgust and asked,"Who are you?"
He released part of the restriction on Kun Peng.
Before the Kun Peng could speak, its head drooped softly.
Blood flowed down his face.
The Kun Peng cried out in pain. He hurriedly took out a few immortal pills and stuffed them into his stomach.
His injuries recovered quickly.
He finally raised his head and looked at Wang Xuan in fear.
"You're not a Golden Immortal. You hid your cultivation level.”
He himself was a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. If Wang Xuan could imprison him and slap his face, it went without saying that his cultivation realm was definitely higher than his.
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