Just as the Sages were patching the heavens, Ancestor Kunpeng swept up the three hundred and sixty-five starry banners and the Hetu Luoshu and fled. He flew at full speed all the way, terrified that Nuwa would discover him and slap him to death.
It was not until he reached the edge of the North Sea and saw no movement behind him that he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Initially, Kunpeng had no idea that Mount Buzhou had been blown apart by Gonggong's self-detonation.
Fearing that Nuwa would come after him, he had flown at breakneck speed. As he was about to enter the North Sea, a joyful Ancestor Kunpeng had barely begun to celebrate when a figure clad in a black lotus Daoist robe blocked his path.
Chapter 155