Chapter 159 The 99 Soul-Scattering Gourds! The Crimson Cloud Calamity, a Great Battle Erupts!
Chapter 159 The 99 Soul-Scattering Gourds! The Crimson Cloud Calamity, a Great Battle Erupts!
At this moment, Di Jun stood up and excitedly scanned the demons in the hall.
Finally, he turned his gaze to Donghuang Taiyi:
"Our demon race is determined to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi on Hongyun's body."
Upon hearing Di Jun's words, Donghuang Taiyi immediately understood the unspoken meaning.
"Don't worry, brother!"
"I know what to do."
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Meanwhile, Hongyun was riding on auspicious red clouds, moving away from Longevity Mountain.
"All the others who possessed the Primordial Purple Qi have already become saints."
"But why can't I sense any opportunity for sainthood here?"
Thinking of this, Hongyun felt saddened.
He knew in his heart that if he could not become a saint as soon as possible, then the Primordial Purple Qi would not be the foundation for him to become a saint.
A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.
The primordial purple aura that forms the foundation of this great Dao will naturally attract countless covetous eyes.
"Hopefully, this journey through the primordial wilderness will be fruitful!"
"If I could find the opportunity to become a saint here, that would be wonderful."
Hongyun murmured to herself.
Leaving Wuzhuang Temple was to seek one's own path to enlightenment, and naturally, one hoped to achieve something.
And so, Hongyun rode away on the clouds, completely unaware that Kunpeng and other members of the demon race were quietly following behind him.
"Demon Master, when shall we make our move?"
Seeing that Hongyun had already traveled a long distance from Wanshou Mountain, Ji Meng asked telepathically.
"No rush, let's wait until we're further away before making our move!"
Kunpeng responded.
He and his four demon gods had been waiting outside Wuzhuang Temple for tens of thousands of years, all for this day.
We've waited this long, so a little more time won't make a difference.
To be on the safe side, Kunpeng decided to wait until Hongyun was further away from Wuzhuang Temple before making his move.
After all, if Zhen Yuanzi had arrived in time to provide support, the entire plan might have been ruined.
Unbeknownst to her, Hongyun had already left the Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain.
Just as I was about to press down on the cloud.
"Um?"
Just then, Hongyun frowned suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and a chilling sense of crisis came from all directions, as if the world had suddenly contracted and was about to crush him!
"Who?"
The crimson cloud hovered in the sky, angrily demanding an explanation.
The next moment, five incomparably powerful auras suddenly appeared, sealing off the four directions of the sky.
The leader was none other than Kunpeng, the demon master of the demon race.
A pair of cold eyes were fixed on Hongyun.
Besides Kunpeng, the four great demon gods were also on high alert.
But then, Ji Meng rode the wind and rain, Ying Zhao stood holding a spear, the nine-headed infants howled, and the ghost chariot appeared and disappeared in shadow.
The four demon gods each occupied a region, forming a profound battle formation, exuding a chilling killing intent.
"Kunpeng?"
Upon seeing the Kunpeng, Hongyun's face darkened, and the unease in his heart intensified.
"Hongyun, hand over the Primordial Purple Qi!"
Kunpeng didn't stand on ceremony and said coldly.
"Back in Zixiao Palace, if it weren't for your meddling in giving up your seat, that Primordial Purple Qi should have belonged to me."
"This is what you owe me!"
Hongyun was stunned when he heard what Kunpeng said.
I remembered the time when I was listening to the sermon at Zixiao Palace and had to give up my seat.
Because he gave up his seat to the two Westerners, Kunpeng was subsequently forced to give up his own futon seat as well.
At the time, Hongyun didn't think anything of it.
However, as the Dao Ancestor continued to preach in Zixiao Palace, he distributed holy positions and primordial purple energy.
Hongyun then realized that the six futons that the Dao Ancestor had set up represented the positions of saints.
He knew very well that this matter must have made Kunpeng hold a grudge.
After all, that's the position of a saint!
After a moment's thought, Hongyun came to her senses, her expression solemn, and stared straight at Kunpeng, saying:
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."
"This cause and effect has been entangled with me for many years, so today I might as well put an end to it here and now!"
Upon hearing what Hongyun said, Kunpeng was overjoyed, wondering if Hongyun would just hand over that wisp of Primordial Purple Qi to him.
If that's the case, it would save a lot of trouble.
However, to Kunpeng's surprise, Hongyun continued:
"What you did yesterday, you will reap today."
"I give you this; I wonder if it will settle this karmic debt?"
As he spoke, Hongyun waved his hand lightly, and something immediately appeared in his palm.
This object is a gourd.
Its surface shimmers with crimson clouds, while its interior contains boundless, radiant divine light.
If it's not the innate spiritual treasure, the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul-Scattering Gourd, that Hongyun possesses, then what is it?
In Hongyun's view, offering the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd was already a great show of sincerity.
After all, this gourd grew from a gourd vine with innate spiritual roots.
After Hongyun took the crimson gourd from the gourd vine, she refined it into the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd.
The gourd contains red sand, which can be used for both offense and defense. The red sand can corrupt a person's spirit and absorb souls for one's own use, making it infinitely versatile.
As for the Primordial Purple Qi, Hongyun would naturally not give it up, as it was the foundation for becoming a saint.
Even if he's a kind-hearted person, he wouldn't give up such an opportunity.
Kunpeng was completely dumbfounded upon seeing this.
Just now I was wondering if Hongyun was going to give him the Primordial Purple Qi directly.
Who would have thought that they would use the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd to settle their karmic debts?
Upon thinking about it for a moment, Kunpeng's anger flared up instantly, and he glared at Hu Yun, saying:
"Red Cloud!!"
Do you take me for a fool?
"This broken gourd can be compared to the Primordial Purple Qi?"
"You have to hand over that Primordial Purple Qi today, whether you like it or not!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent aura emanated from Kunpeng's body.
Meanwhile, the four great demon gods, including Ji Meng, who occupied the four directions, were also ready to make their move.
"snort!"
Seeing this, Hongyun couldn't help but snort coldly. He was already willing to take out the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd to appease them, but Kunpeng still wouldn't give up.
He is indeed a kind-hearted person, but he also has his own temper.
"Since Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is unwilling!"
"Then let's see if you have the ability."
Upon hearing Hongyun's words, Kunpeng's anger intensified. Without saying a word, he immediately launched his attack.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a pair of Kunpeng wings unfurled behind him, and as the wings flapped, countless feathers transformed into sharp swords that pierced the air.
"Whoosh!"
Each feather contains the power to tear through the void.
At this moment, the four demon gods also launched their attacks simultaneously.
"Boom!"
Ji Meng summoned a storm, each drop of rain as heavy as a mountain.
Yingzhao's spear cleaved through the sky.
The nine infants, each with its own head, roared in unison, their sonic waves shaking the very soul.
The ghostly carriage transformed into a shadowy figure, attacking the red clouds from an eerie angle.
Seeing this, Hongyun acted swiftly, immediately summoning the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul-Scattering Gourd.
"Huff huff..."
Suddenly, a burst of crimson light erupted from the gourd, blocking all the incoming attacks.
At the same time, red clouds appeared around Hongyun, each containing innate Dao principles, and the five major demon races, including Kunpeng, maneuvered around him.
Thus began the epic battle between the six quasi-saint level powerhouses, a terrifying and earth-shattering spectacle.
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