Hearing this, Xuanming frowned slightly and was about to refuse, but was stopped by Houtu, who reached out from beside her. Houtu smiled faintly and replied, "I couldn't wish for anything more, and would not dare to decline. Fellow Daoist, please lead the way!" With those words, the figures of the three flashed and vanished from everyone's sight.
Seeing Nuwa take away two Ancestral Witches, Kunpeng felt a flash of realization in his eyes. He turned to his sworn enemies and called out loudly, "Fellow Daoist Tianwu, Fellow Daoist Gonggong, would the two of you care to cross swords with me?" Gonggong cast a cold, detached glance at Kunpeng and said indifferently, "With your current cultivation, you are hardly qualified." Yet, shifting his tone as if remembering something, he nodded slightly, "Very well. Brother Tianwu, let us go and keep him company for a while." With that, the two of them sped away into the distance, following close behind.
Tianwu nodded with a cold expression, then dashed off toward the other side alongside the other two. Before long, a deafening roar echoed through the air, as if the entire heaven and earth were trembling under the weight of a shocking and earth-shattering battle.
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