In the North Sea, Ancestor Kunpeng looked at the six Quasi-Saints surrounding him, along with Daoist Qingling standing in the distance, and felt a surge of extreme anger. Indeed, apart from the Black Dragon and Ao Li, who were left behind to guard the home, all the Quasi-Saints of the Fangzhang Immortal Island lineage had arrived. "Daoist Qingling, back then it wasn't enough that you snatched away my Star Flags, and now you want to come for the Hetu Luoshu as well? Do you take me, Kunpeng, for someone easy to bully?"
"Hahaha, not at all. It's just that my disciples here heard that there is a mighty figure in the North Sea and have long wished to come and learn a thing or two. The Hetu Luoshu is merely a small wager. As long as you can escape from my disciples' hands, the Hetu Luoshu remains yours. If you are subdued by them, consider the Hetu Luoshu a mere token of the game. In fact, as you well know, the Hetu Luoshu is not something I need; it is Fuxi's destined enlightenment spirit treasure. If I return disappointed this time, the person who comes next time won't be nearly so easy to talk to."
Hearing Zhang Qing say that he was only letting his disciples make a move, Kunpeng felt an initial wave of relief, followed by apprehension upon hearing that someone else would come later. For Fuxi's path to enlightenment, who would the next visitor be? He didn't even need to think to know it would be the Sage Nuwa! A vortex of complex emotions instantly flooded Kunpeng's heart. Eve…
Chapter 172