I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Chapter 37 The First Person Under the Saint

The prehistoric period was in chaos.

First there was the big news about the Three Pure Ones and the two people from the West, then there was news that the King of the East from the Immortal Court visited West Kunlun and then left in anger, and then Emperor Jun went to visit West Kunlun again.

Everyone knows that this is an attempt to win over the leader of the female fairies.

All the powerful beings in the prehistoric world opened their eyes wide. They were all old monsters who had lived for countless epochs and had never eaten so many big melons.

Ever since Hongjun Daozu became a saint, these big news have been happening one after another.

Monster clan.

"Brother, it's obvious that someone is trying to stir up trouble."

Donghuang Taiyi frowned, and seemed to be somewhat weird about the current rumors in the ancient times.

However, Di Jun sneered, "The people behind this are most likely this group of treacherous witches!"

He didn't know who the Three Pure Ones and the two from the West were, but the one who sowed discord between the demon clan and the fairy court was most likely the witch clan. After all, this was the greatest benefit to the witch clan.

"Brother, do you think it could be Kunpeng?"

Donghuang Taiyi frowned, still a little skeptical, but Di Jun said calmly: "If the Heavenly Court knew about this, it would definitely add fuel to the fire, otherwise he would not be Kunpeng."

"But these things in the prehistoric world should have nothing to do with Kunpeng. After all, this person is arrogant and has offended so many of us before. Do you think he wants to stir up trouble in the prehistoric world, or should he go back to practice in seclusion first?"

Di Jun's words made Donghuang Taiyi nod secretly. Indeed, if it were them, they would definitely prioritize retreat.

However, they did not know what Kunpeng was thinking. He knew that after the second sermon, there would be a qualitative leap in the prehistoric world, especially for the first row and the great gods with great blessings.

Kunpeng doesn't care about other people, but he doesn't want anyone who has offended him to be able to retreat in peace.

What matters in retreat cultivation is the state of mind. Once there is any disturbance, the effect will naturally be compromised.

These disturbances are not a big deal to these old monsters who have lived for countless epochs, but he is just disgusting.

Ten thousand years passed in a hurry, and time was the least valuable thing in the prehistoric world.

heaven.

In the thirty-sixth heaven, the sleeping Black Turtle of the North Sea seemed to sense something and slowly opened its eyes, which were terrifyingly larger than those of the South Gate of Heaven.

The Black Turtle of the North Sea opened his eyes and couldn't help but smile, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is so lucky. With the help of the power of the thirty-six heavens of the Heavenly Court, he has entered this realm in just ten thousand years."

After saying this, the huge Black Turtle of the North Sea yawned comfortably. He had never felt so comfortable in all his years in the prehistoric world.

After all, there are many ferocious beasts roaming the ancient world. These ferocious beasts are naturally suppressed by heaven and earth, but there is no such suppression in heaven.

Now the Black Turtle of the North Sea is lying in the Heavenly Palace and doesn't want to move at all.

At the top of the thirty-sixth heaven, the highest level in the heavenly palace, there is a palace that sparkles with endless golden light of merit and immortality, and emits inexplicable fluctuations.

Inside the Immortal Master Hall, Kunpeng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. With the help of the power of the thirty-six heavens, he was finally going to take that step!

He did not follow the path of the Three Corpses, but instead took the path of cultivating both the body and the technique, which is like grinding an iron rod into a needle.

"After ten thousand years, I finally came out!"

It was like an ancient voice echoing in the thirty-six heavens of heaven. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals excitedly knelt on one knee towards the Immortal Master Palace that was emitting golden light and cheered loudly.

"Congratulations to the Emperor of Heaven for his great progress!"

"Congratulations to the Emperor..."

One sound after another, and at this time Kunpeng's body had undergone a qualitative change after tens of thousands of years, from the Daluo Golden Immortal to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

boom!
"Pure Origin Golden Immortal, no! Now it should be called the Quasi-Sage Realm."

After Kunpeng slowly opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes. As he had just made a breakthrough, his aura was not yet under control, causing the might of a quasi-saint to emanate.

"Congratulations to the Emperor..."

All creatures in the heaven were cheering with joy. The stronger the Emperor of Heaven was, the stronger the heaven would be. Wouldn't the people in heaven also be stronger?

Above the nine heavens, the South Gate of Heaven radiated a thousand feet of golden light, and the aura of oppression illuminated the heaven and earth. Through the South Gate, one could vaguely see the domineering figure who was worshipped by thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals. The oppressive and unruly voices echoed directly in the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Jiejie, Yuanshi, Zhunti, Dongwanggong, Taiyi..."

The terrifying aura of the quasi-saint echoed in the sky, and the golden eyes of Emperor Kunpeng, which were awe-inspiring without even getting angry, swept across the demon clan, the fairyland, Mount Kunlun, and Mount Xumi in the west.

Although the quasi-saint's aura could not sweep across the world, all the powerful beings seemed to sense it. They opened their eyes in shock and looked towards the direction of heaven.

After all, Kunpeng did not hide anything this time, especially when his light golden eyes swept around, there was no obstruction at all, which made countless powerful people shocked and speechless.

Kunpeng is announcing to the prehistoric world that he is the number one person under the saint.

This is very Kunpeng! This is indeed Kunpeng's character!

Monster clan.

"Kunpeng!"

At the critical moment of retreat, when Kunpeng's aura swept over directly, Di Jun and Tai Yi sensed it and opened their eyes.

Donghuang Taiyi felt even more aggrieved, "Great! Great Kunpeng, he really will take revenge for any wrongs!"

"Brother, judging from Kunpeng's arrogant character, he was definitely not this person before!"

Although he felt aggrieved, at this moment Donghuang Taiyi was certain that the person in the dark was definitely not Kunpeng. If it was really Kunpeng, he would have come to his door long ago.

Although Di Jun's face looked a little ugly, he still took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Continue to practice, we are only one step away!"

Immortal Court.

Dong Wanggong revealed a look of anger and jealousy in his eyes. He stared at Kunpeng who was showing off his majesty in the clouds in the sky and could not help but snorted coldly.

"If I had the power of the thirty-sixth heaven, I would have broken through long ago!"

He was jealous that Kunpeng had gotten ahead of everyone else, and even more jealous that Kunpeng had obtained the heaven.

When Kunpeng's gaze swept across Mount Kunlun and Mount Xumi, although the Three Pure Ones and the two from the West were not there, this place was still their place of practice after all, so he naturally felt something in his heart.

In the unknown valley, Yuanshi was even more angry.

“Kunpeng! In the dark place of the North Sea, if he hadn’t been appreciated by a saint, how could he have possibly gotten ahead of the Three Pure Ones!”

Yuanshi was furious. He was the authentic Pangu, but he was suppressed by others. It was an insult to his pride.

Tongtian, who was standing by, laughed with great pride after seeing Kunpeng's breakthrough, and said, "We cultivators should be like Emperor Kunpeng."

Although Kunpeng and the Three Pure Ones did not get along well, Kunpeng's true nature also made Tongtian feel emotional, and he even felt like he had a confidant.

"Tongtian you!"

Seeing that Yuanshi and Tongtian were about to quarrel, Taiqing, who had his eyes closed, said calmly: "Be calm and continue to practice. If you cannot become a quasi-saint, when will you and the Three Pure Ones be able to return to Kunlun!"

This one sentence made Yuanshi and Tongtian feel deeply ashamed. With their pride, they now dared not even return to the Taoist temple. How depressing.

The Three Purities were gathering all their strength to step into the quasi-saint realm, but at the same time they began to secretly wonder who was the person behind this.
Kunpeng? Absolutely impossible. With Kunpeng's unruly character, if he really wanted to do that, he would have already gone to Kunlun Mountain again.

Moreover, Kunpeng was the first one to break through to the Quasi-Saint level, and he definitely started to retreat after returning from Zixiao Palace. He didn’t have the time or mood to do these things.

The west.

"Brother, this was definitely done by Minghe!"

If it was just speculation before, it has definitely been confirmed at this moment.

Zhunti pointed in the direction of the sea of ​​blood angrily and said, "The Emperor Kunpeng above the Nine Heavens is so arrogant now. Do you think he did it?"
If it were really Kunpeng, he would have come to the door long ago.

At this moment, twelve evil spirits suddenly rose from Mount Buzhou and rushed straight into the sky, echoing the momentum of Kunpeng above the nine heavens.

All the powerful people were shocked after feeling this terrifying aura!

(End of this chapter)