Chapter 2630 - 2628: Stirring Up Trouble at Nuwa Palace

Chapter 2630: Chapter 2628: Stirring Up Trouble at Nuwa Palace

Frozen heavens and earth, as the temperature fluctuated significantly, snow began to fall all across the sky.

Kunpeng Ancestor stared at Mystic Darkness, his expression dazed, unexpected that this Ancestral Witch had truly returned to the world.

A flesh body becoming a Saint, the surrounding pressure is clearly the work of a Semi-Saint realm.

His Sky-Rending Claw forcefully ripped apart the surrounding ice mountains, bursting out from inside and drilling through.

A giant ice mountain, over a thousand meters high, was thunderously pierced through by him.

He did not want to waste energy on this Ancestral Witch, a golden light flashed over his body, rushing straight up to the Nine Heavens.

Mystic Darkness followed closely behind, continuously swinging his fists at him.

Heaven and earth roared, knocking the wind and clouds of the Nine Heavens into discoloration along the way.

Kunpeng Ancestor was determined to shake him off, merely summoned his Kun Feathers to dodge.

The two pursued and flashed, continuously swinging fists at the void.

All the way through the meteorite belt in the void, both relied on savage strength to traverse, colliding with sparks flying and explosions abound.

Like a lake or sea, the meteorite belt was swept by them, shredding a path into pieces, transformed into cosmic dust dispersing away.

The enormous commotion attracted the immortals and stars to come out and watch.

Some exclaimed, "My word, isn’t that Kunpeng Ancestor?"

"Who is chasing him?"

"Does someone still exist in this world that scares Kunpeng Ancestor?"

"..."

The two ascended directly to the Thirty-Three Heavens, fought over the South Heavenly Gate, shaking both the South Heavenly Gate and the Heaven-Piercing Palatial Hall incessantly.

The guardian Four Heavenly Kings yelled in panic, "Who dares to cause trouble in the Heavenly Court?"

As they felt the pressure of two Saints, they all shut their mouths, pretending they hadn’t seen anything.

Kunpeng Ancestor continued at full speed, shouting in frustration, "This is already the Thirty-Fourth Heaven, aren’t you afraid of provoking the Saints’ wrath?"

"Even Saints must abide by reason!"

Mystic Darkness raised his hand, grabbing again, congealing energy into ice, sealing Kunpeng Ancestor inside.

Kunpeng Ancestor, helpless, suddenly transformed into his true form, resembling a fish but with eagle claws.

A pair of golden eagle wings spread over a thousand meters in length, flapped suddenly, instantly fleeing into Nuwa Palace.

Ignoring etiquette, he rushed chaotically towards Saint Nuwa, sitting inside, pleading for help.

Mystic Darkness came over, about to break into the hall.

Suddenly, a ball flew out from inside, fiercely smashing onto Mystic Darkness.

This pink embroidered ball, with beads dangling, rings accompanying Ding Dang, cast over, Mystic Darkness didn’t evade, hit by the ball thoroughly.

With a bang, he rolled back onto the ground.

Mystic Darkness climbed up, his muscular body made explosive noises, shouting fiercely at Nuwa Palace, "Little girl, have you become a Saint too, to act so unfairly?"

Nuwa, in an embroidered robe, exuding the majesty of the Mother of the World, emerged from inside.

She stared Mystic Darkness up and down, her eyes glowing brightly, "Eastern Emperor, why pretend to be Mystic Darkness to cause trouble here?"

Mystic Darkness’s neck flushed, stubbornly retorted, "I am Mystic Darkness, doesn’t Saint Nuwa recognize me?"

Nuwa laughed, "Back then, I was familiar with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, knowing them well. They treated me like a sister. How could I not recognize them? You just used Kunpeng to slay the mortal shell and integrate to reforge Mystic Darkness’s body. But the True Spirit of Mystic Darkness, I’m afraid it’s you, Eastern Emperor?"

Mystic Darkness refused to admit, "Say what you will, have that old Kunpeng come out and face their death!"

Nuwa, holding the pink embroidered ball in her hand, shook it towards Mystic Darkness, "This Human’s Merit Embroidery Ball, I haven’t played with in ages. You’re so formidable, won’t you play a game with me? If you win, you may handle Kunpeng as you wish?"

This pink embroidered ball, transformed from the merit of Nuwa becoming a Saint, establishes the three marriages of heaven, earth, and humans, governs the celestial fates.

As marriages are unbroken, the merits of the ball continue.

Mystic Darkness wasn’t arrogant enough to challenge the merit of the Three Realms, he laughed deferentially at Nuwa, "Sister is now a Saint, why turn around to bully us rough people? I can let this Kunpeng go today, please ask Nuwa to go in and have him return the Witch Ancestor’s Treasure, the Seven-Arrow Nail Book. The causal ties of this book are too heavy, if he keeps it, it will surely lead to other disasters in the future."

Nuwa smiled, "That’s not difficult!"

She shouted behind, "Aren’t you coming out!"

Kunpeng Ancestor, aged greatly, obedient like a chick before the Demon Ancestor, bowing stood before her, respectfully offering the Seven-Arrow Nail Book to Nuwa.

Nuwa received the item, handing it over to Mystic Darkness.

Mystic Darkness thanked her, turned and left.

Nuwa still wanted to speak with him, but he vanished in a flash.

Nuwa chuckled, "Fake is fake, where is there any hint of Mystic Darkness’s bearing?"

Kunpeng Ancestor, having overheard everything, asked surprisingly, "Madam, are you saying this Mystic Darkness is the Eastern Emperor’s slayed mortal shell?"

Nuwa nodded, informing him, "He headed to your Northern Dark Island, intending to use your hand to slay the mortal shell. You who occupy Northern Dark Island have the greatest causality with Mystic Darkness. Using your hand to slay the mortal shell is the easiest!"

"That crafty little brats!"

Kunpeng cried out in frustration, "Since Madam knows he’s a fake, why let him go?"

Nuwa said coldly, "Should I need your guidance on how to act?"

Kunpeng Ancestor quickly shook his head, "No, no, I did not mean that!"

Nuwa turned back coldly, "If you didn’t mean that, then stop disturbing my peace!"

Returning to Nuwa Palace, the palace gates closed placidly.

Kunpeng Ancestor retreated knowingly, fearing Long Fei and the others loitering on Northern Dark Island and not leaving, so he temporarily did not return, instead heading to the Western Buddha Sect to strategize.

Long Fei slaying the mortal shell was a major event.

Slaying the mortal shell to achieve enlightenment, slaying one shell becomes a Taiyi Golden Immortal, slaying two shells becomes Semi-Saint, slaying three shells becomes a Saint.

Since ancient times, only six people have achieved the position of Saint.

Long Fei, having his Primordial Spirit destroyed, his physical progress exceeded Kunpeng Ancestor’s expectations.

He worried Long Fei would seek him for retribution, therefore had to plan ahead for countermeasures.

After Nuwa Palace quieted down, Nuwa sat alone in the Holy Hall, her presence glowing a bit of radiance, "Since becoming a Saint, there’s finally some liveliness. If you bring Sister Hou Tu out for me to slay, I promise not to trouble you in the future!"

On Northern Dark Island, a group of disciples eyed Lin Yingying in surprise and anger, intending to take advantage of Mystic Darkness and the ancestors’ absence, to capture Lin Yingying first.

Who knew, Long Fei suddenly emerged from the void.

He was like black charcoal all over, diving into Kunpeng Ancestor’s spiritual pool, absorbing most of the spiritual energy inside, restoring his flesh slightly.

Just now, he went against the heavenly path, using the flesh to slay the mortal shell to achieve enlightenment.

The Heavenly Dao was enraged, nearly wiping him out.

If not for deliberately deceiving Kunpeng Ancestor, borrowing half of Kunpeng Ancestor’s power to slay the mortal shell.

Slaying this evil shell was indeed not easy.