As the Taiyin Sword emerged, Xihe flew far away, leaving Zhunti standing there in a daze.
It wasn’t until Tongtian followed suit and took flight that the others swarmed after them to watch the spectacle, all eager to see how Xihe—who clearly had something wrong with her head—planned to stop Kunpeng with mere Taiyi-level power!
Golden Crow Taiyi wore a strange expression. “Brother, do you think that woman Xihe has lost her mind?”
Dijun shook his head. “I can’t see through her. But no one would willingly seek death. Let’s see what she’s relying on.”
A similar conversation was taking place between Nuwa and her brother. “Brother, what do you think of Daoist Xihe?”
Fuxi fanned himself and smiled. “If she’s not a fool, then she must be a great wisdom disguised as folly, something beyond our comprehension. This woman has offended too many people. It’s enough for us not to antagonize her.”
Nuwa nodded obediently. Her brother and she were born from the left and right brains of the Father God, respectively, and she was accustomed to discussing everything with her elder brother.
By the time Xihe arrived, Hongyunzi and Zhenyuanzi—the two kind-hearted old-timers of the Primordial World—were already hanging by a thread.
Kunpeng was an Innate Divine Bird born in the North Ming Sea. His true form possessed two states: the Giant Kun and the Peng Bird. He was also born with mastery over the Law of Extreme Speed, making him the undisputed fastest being in the Primordial World.
Xihe had long since exhausted her Great Luo Experience Card. Fighting Kunpeng head-on was simply unrealistic.
Her only option was to hinder his speed, allowing Hongyunzi and the other to escape into the Dao Ancestor’s Dao Field. That way, Kunpeng wouldn’t dare to act.
As for what would happen after the Dao Ancestor’s lecture ended… she couldn’t worry about that now. She had to secure the System’s reward!
Xihe summoned the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Fire Spirit Pearl, and unleashed the Sage Divine Ability, Sky-Burning Palm.
A massive hand condensed from flames descended from the sky. Kunpeng, now in his true form, roared in fury, “A mere Taiyi, you seek death!”
Golden Crow Taiyi was astonished. “She can actually wield fire-based divine abilities, and with such power! What level of divine ability is this?”
The Demon Clan’s Bai Ze exclaimed in shock, “Look! Kunpeng’s wings are on fire!”
Though it was only superficial damage, Xihe was merely at the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, while Kunpeng had already reached Daluo. The gap was immense. The fact that she could inflict even minor damage meant that Kunpeng’s physical body couldn’t withstand this attack without injury.
Sure enough, Kunpeng had no choice but to shatter the palm strike. However, he had no intention of letting the three of them go. With a retaliatory slap, he struck back, aiming directly at the trio!
Xihe remained calm and composed, grabbing Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi with each hand.
“Space Shatter!”
A spatial rift appeared before the three of them. Xihe pulled the other two into it, and in an instant, they landed atop the Purple Heaven Palace.
[Congratulations, Host, for completing the task of rescuing Hongyun in a flashy manner. Task reward issued.]
The Primordial Chaos Measuring Ruler appeared in her consciousness. Xihe felt a sudden lightness in her body, as if all sense of being completely exposed to prying eyes had vanished. Truly a Merit Supreme Treasure—it felt incredibly comfortable.
Kunpeng pursued them, enraged. “What impressive Space Rule! How dare you meddle in my affairs?”
Xihe’s eyes darkened. She had given that palm strike her all, yet it had only managed to singe a few feathers. The gap in cultivation was truly insurmountable. It was a wonder that during her century-long pursuit of Tongtian, he had managed to hold back from retaliating.
By now, Hongyunzi and Zhenyuanzi had regained their senses and hurriedly positioned themselves in front of Xihe.
“Kunpeng, Daoist Xihe acted out of goodwill to save us. Do not trouble her. This is the Dao Ancestor’s Dao Field—do you dare to act recklessly here?”
“Silence! What does it matter if this is the Dao Ancestor’s Dao Field? I refuse to believe you three ants can hide forever after the lecture ends!”
Seeing the Dao Gate open, Kunpeng attempted to enter. As he brushed past the trio, his gaze was sinister.
Xihe met his stare and retorted, “Old scoundrel, what are you looking at?”
Kunpeng’s steps froze, while Hongyunzi and Zhenyuanzi stared wide-eyed—this was truly courting death!
Xihe ignored Kunpeng’s utterly unsightly expression, her mockery reaching its peak.
“What’s the matter? Can’t handle a single criticism? With such fragile pride, what can you possibly achieve? The seat-giving incident was clearly Zhunti and Yuanshi bullying you, yet you pick on the weak and fear the strong, pinning the blame squarely on Hongyunzi!”
“Having cultivated to the Daluo realm, all you know is to bully us three Taiyi cultivators. When Zhunti and Yuanshi insulted you as a ‘feathered and horned beast,’ you didn’t dare utter a peep. With such cowardice, why don’t you just become a mount for Yuanshi and Zhunti? Stop disgracing the title of ‘Innate Divine Avian’!”
“I, Xihe, swear to the Heavenly Dao: if you can kill Yuanshi and Zhunti today, I won’t even need you to lift a finger—I’ll take my own life right here to atone. But the problem is… you’re too cowardly. Do you dare lay a hand on them?”
Tongtian’s eyes brimmed with amusement. This little rabbit never ceased to surprise him. What seemed like a hopeless situation had now, with these words, placed Kunpeng in an impossible position.
How could he still have the face to bypass Zhunti and Second Brother to vent his anger on the three Taiyi cultivators?
Zhenyuanzi and Hongyunzi, for once, were quick-witted.
They spoke in unison: “We swear to the Heavenly Dao: if Fellow Daoist Kunpeng can slay the true instigators, Zhunti and Yuanshi, we are willing to take our own lives to atone!”
Though this further offended two individuals, survival was the priority now.
Zhunti, ever adaptable, was about to resort to sophistry, but Yuanshi, a figure obsessed with face, sneered coldly: “What can a feathered and horned creature like you possibly do?”
Xihe nearly clapped in delight. With that one remark, Kunpeng, now completely unhinged, shifted his target.
“Yuanshi, die!”
“The lecture begins. All return to your seats.” Kunpeng’s strike dissolved into silence, and everyone’s expressions turned solemn as they quietly entered the hall.
Hongjun was already seated at the head. Once everyone was settled, the lecture began.
Xihe naturally held firmly to one of the prayer mats. At first, she felt somewhat uneasy, but once the sensation of standing naked before a Saint vanished, she relaxed and focused on her own tasks, dividing her attention.
While listening to the lecture, she seized the opportunity to contemplate the Space Law. Though she had grasped less than one layer of it, it had already saved Hongyunzi and Zhenyuanzi—truly essential for survival.
This lecture saw a noticeable increase in breakthroughs. If not quite “Daluo cultivators as common as dogs,” at least half of the three thousand guests of Zixiao had reached the Daluo realm.
The leading group had all stepped into the mid-stage.
Having consumed the Yellow Middle Plum earlier, Xihe naturally lived up to expectations, breaking through two more stages in succession until she reached Taiyi perfection.
This drew sidelong glances from everyone. Each stage of cultivation required hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of years of accumulation. Yet since Hongjun began his lectures, Xihe’s breakthroughs seemed as effortless as drinking water.
This was certainly not just the effect of the Yellow Middle Plum.
Xihe herself was puzzled. She felt her cultivation journey had been unbelievably smooth, encountering no obstacles so far. Breaking through to the Golden Immortal realm was merely a matter of accumulation. Could this be the benefit of having a System?
But this thing didn’t reward her with cultivation infusions…
No matter. She continued contemplating the Space Law. Once the Dao Ancestor’s lecture ended, these people would come looking for trouble, and she could only rely on the Space Law to survive.
If one were to ask who in the Primordial World had the greatest mastery of the Space Law, it would undoubtedly be Dijiang, the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
The Ancestral Witches were born from Pangu’s blood. Though inherently flawed and unable to cultivate their Primordial Spirits, each Ancestral Witch controlled a law, a truly terrifying feat.
She remembered that Ancestral Witches attended the first lecture, but likely, lacking Primordial Spirits, they couldn’t comprehend it. This time, not a single one came.
Time passed, and Xihe’s understanding of space grew ever more profound. In the depths of this path, a subtle resonance emerged.
The phantom within that law was… Dijiang!
Xihe was speechless. Truly worthy of being born from the Father God’s blood—this was genuinely domineering. To actually leave a mark within the Space Law, ensuring that all who later comprehended it would see Dijiang’s phantom form, so utterly arrogant!
Just as Xihe was about to bypass Dijiang’s phantom and continue meditating, a sudden flash of inspiration struck. Xihe circled around the phantom, covering their mouth to stifle a chuckle.
Excellent—a ready-made means of escape!