770: Chapter 266: Kill Yinghuo_5 770: Chapter 266: Kill Yinghuo_5 Having said that, he felt very guilty.
Lord of Heaven Ancestor and the Primordial Qilin exchanged glances, both sowhat perplexed.
They really didn’t understand; Sun Wukong had genuinely killed Yinghuo because of a re Celestial Immortal ant.
Just a Celestial Immortal, not even a friend of Sun Wukong, but rely an acquaintance.
To kill a Supre for a Celestial Immortal, this logic was truly beyond their comprehension.
Sun Wukong glanced at them, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Lord of Heaven Ancestor and the Primordial Qilin imdiately showed a guarded expression.
“Sun Wukong, what do you intend to do?
I warn you, we are not like Yinghuo.
If the two of us fight to the death, even if you kill us, you may not survive.
At best, it would be a mutually assured destruction.
Think carefully about this,”
Lord of Heaven Ancestor said.
He was on full alert, ready to deploy the Formation Chart at a mont’s notice.
If Sun Wukong made a move, they were ready to react imdiately.
Sun Wukong just stared deeply at them, ultimately choosing not to take action.
“You haven’t committed any evil deeds for the ti being.
Last ti, although you targeted Old Sun, you didn’t succeed.
I’ll let you off this ti.
But if you dare target Old Sun again in the future, don’t bla for being rciless,”
This was a warning, a Sub-Paramount warning the Supres.
Lord of Heaven Ancestor sneered coldly in his heart, feeling indignant.
However, he kept a poker face and said nothing.
The Primordial Qilin smiled amiably, showing no signs of anger.
But as an old coin, he naturally wouldn’t wear his thoughts on his face.
The Eastern King began to undo the seals.
Half an hour later, sweat beaded on Eastern King’s forehead; seeing everyone watching, he said sowhat awkwardly, “There are quite a few asures in place; it will take a bit more ti to get out.”
An hour later, as they had only managed to undo roughly one tenth of the seals, the Primordial Qilin and others fell into contemplation.
The Eastern King was really ruthless.
He was the one who had set up the seals, yet he couldn’t undo them within an hour.
If soone else were to try to escape, they would likely need more than a day.
Twelve hours later, the Eastern King finally lifted the last asure.
He breathed a sigh of relief while the faces of Sun Wukong and the others darkened.
Luckily, they were the victorious party.
Had they been defeated, escape would have been impossible.
It took Eastern King twelve hours to lift the asures he had set up, leaving everyone speechless.
Without a word, the Primordial Qilin and Lord of Heaven Ancestor imdiately left.
Sun Wukong began to gather up Yinghuo’s flesh and blood; after a brief search with his Divine Thought, he bade everyone farewell and headed for the Southern Continent.
“What is he going to do?”
The Water God asked.
After killing Yinghuo, Sun Wukong didn’t return to Huaguo Mountain but instead went to the Southern Continent.
Could it be that he had other matters to attend to?
“A Celestial Immortal died because of this incident.
The Great Saint is likely using Yinghuo’s flesh and blood to pay tribute to that Celestial Immortal,”
Yang Jian said.
The Water God looked puzzled, suspiciously asking, “Just a re Celestial Immortal, why should the Great Saint care?”
She was quite astonished; initially, the Water God thought Sun Wukong was angry because Yinghuo had moved against him.
Now it seed that was not the case.
Sun Wukong indeed killed a Supre because of that Celestial Immortal, because of that immortal, Sun Wukong boldly killed a Supre.
Now, carrying the flesh and blood of the Supre, he went to mourn the other.
Even if the Water God had no ill intent towards living beings, at this mont, he still felt that Sun Wukong really didn’t need to go so far, mainly because he valued that Celestial Immortal too much.
After a glance at the Water God, Yang Jian said, “The Water God may not understand the Great Saint very well.
In the eyes of the Great Saint, all living beings, regardless of cultivation, are equally important.
Their lives are equally valued; there is no difference between a Supre and a Celestial Immortal.
That is the principle upheld in the Heavenly Court as well.
If one killed a Supre because of a Celestial Immortal, let alone for a mortal, it’s not strange at all.”
“Is that so?”
“Indeed.”
Yang Jian nodded.
Eastern King said with a smile, “The Great Saint and the Great Emperor Ziwei are not ordinary people.
If the Water God cos to understand them later, he will understand the Great Saint and the Great Emperor Ziwei.”
The Water God nodded slightly.
She was indeed a bit curious and wanted to know how Sun Wukong and the others ca to hold such beliefs.
In her view, the powerful should naturally be exalted above all.
Even if they do not harm those weaker than themselves, they would not consider themselves on the sa level.
They left, and at the sa ti, the powers of the Three Realms finally knew what had happened.
The fall of the Supre Yinghuo shook the Ancient Gods.
The later generations of Immortal Gods knew little about Yinghuo, only that he had just provoked Sun Wukong.
As for other matters, they were not clear.
But upon learning that Yinghuo was a Supre, they were dumbfounded.
This was the second Supre to be killed recently, both at the hands of Sun Wukong.
Even the Supre powers felt a chill down their spine.
Sun Wukong was simply a killer of Supres.
In such a short ti, he had slain two Supres.
Even in the Primordial Era, when powerful beings were like clouds, the fall of two Supres in such a short period would be a significant event, enough to shake Heaven and Earth.
The Three Realms buzzed with discussion; the Ancient Gods and Devils all felt a chill in their hearts, believing that the Heavenly Court was swinging the slaughter blade at Supres.
Especially among the Supres in the Ancient Gods and Devils, many feared that one day the slaughter blade might fall upon them.
At this mont, Sun Wukong had already arrived in the Southern Continent.
He found a small town, which was still rather peaceful.
Yan Chixia lived in seclusion here, guarded by a Heavenly Venerate, which discouraged most Gods and Demons from rashly stirring trouble.
After all, even among the Ancient Gods and Devils, a Heavenly Venerate was considered a master.
At the mont, Yan Chixia had just buried Li Chang’an not long ago.
He sat in front of Li Chang’an’s grave, indulging in wine and song, seemingly crying yet not crying, laughing yet not laughing.
The death of this disciple was a heavy blow to him.
Because there was no warning at all, he just died like that.
The last mont, he was lively and spirited before him, fervent and eager to join the Heavenly Court, the next mont, killed.
Not even Resurrection could save him.
This thought alone was enough to make Yan Chixia’s heart bleed.
He did not hate Sun Wukong, because Sun Wukong did not want it to happen either.
Yan Chixia hated that his own strength was insufficient and that he had misunderstood Sun Wukong as a great demon, wasting much ti there.
Otherwise, Li Chang’an might not have had to co, ultimately falling victim to Yinghuo.
Just then, Sun Wukong arrived, dropping a bundle.
“I killed that Supre.
This is his flesh, to be used in mourning for Li Chang’an.”
Yan Chixia trembled violently.
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