At this moment, high above, the Heavenly Court was wreathed in swirling, ethereal mists that drifted like delicate gauze. Five-colored auspicious clouds floated leisurely, painting a dreamlike sky that resembled a living scroll. The pavilion towers, arranged in perfect harmony, shimmered under the sunlight, radiating magnificence and luxury. Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood side by side on the high platform of the Lingxiao Palace, their postures tall and straight, their eyes revealing an innate sense of majesty and self-assurance. Looking down upon the bustling splendor of the Heavenly Court and feeling the vibrant, surging vitality of the Demon race, their hearts were filled with pride.
However, this serene scene was shattered in an instant. A sudden gale roared past like a wild beast; the pristine white clouds were instantly replaced by churning, roiling black clouds that seemed to portend a great crisis. Then, a massive figure that blotted out the sun streaked in from the distant horizon. Wherever it passed, the winds shifted, clouds changed, and thunder rumbled, as if the very heavens were trembling at its arrival. It was Kunpeng. His form was unimaginably vast, his wings spanning thousands of miles; with every beat, he whipped up intense hurricanes that ruthlessly scattered the clouds, filling the air with a chilling, murderous aura.
"Who goes there? How dare you act so brazenly in the Heavenly Court!" The celestial guards were instantly alerted. They converged ra…
Chapter 70