River Styx did not know what to say. Kunpeng, is it really okay for you to do this? How could you not care about your reputation and run away like that? It's fine if you run away, but you should at least leave behind some harsh words. Uh, this seems to be the style of a street thug.
If Kunpeng knew what River Styx was thinking, he would definitely curse him. To Kunpeng, his life was more important than anything else. Moreover, he was worried that River Styx would not let him go. Naturally, he wanted to run away as fast as he could. Leave some harsh words? If he angered River Styx, he would be in big trouble. He might even lose his life.
River Styx felt a little regretful that Kunpeng ran away. Such a good target, why did he run away? River Styx did not use his full strength in that punch just now. This time, he came out not only to snatch the Hongmeng Purple Clouds, but also to improve his Law of Massacre.
Forget it, River Styx was too lazy to chase after Kunpeng. Kunpeng was already heavily injured from the explosion of the Hongyun. The punch just now had probably worsened his injuries. In his current state, he would not be able to take more than a few punches from River Styx. Moreover, there would be more targets coming to him soon. One more Kunpeng would not make a difference.
After obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Clouds, River Styx was not in a hurry to return to the Blood Sea. Instead, he leisurely rode on a cloud, looking absent-minded. It was not surprising that he was like this. At Mount Buzhou, the Shamans and Demons were at daggers drawn. A war was inevitable. Now that the Cataclysm had begun, the Shamans and Demons would not be able to restrain themselves anymore.
The cause of the Great Desolation Cataclysm was the calamity of living beings. The living beings of the Great Desolation absorbed the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth to attain immortality. They could only return to Heaven and Earth after death. However, as the number of Immortals increased, it was difficult for them to die. The Great Desolation Tendo created the Cataclysm to maintain the balance between Heaven and Earth.
In the Cataclysm, after a living being died, the energy in their body would return to Heaven and Earth. The balance between Heaven and Earth would then be restored and the Cataclysm would end. The cycle would repeat until the Cataclysm arrived, destroying the Great Desolation and returning to Chaos.
In today's Great Desolation, the Shamans and Demons were extremely powerful. There were hundreds of billions of people in both races. With such a large number, the consumption of spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth would be terrifying. Therefore, this Cataclysm was called the Cataclysm of Shamans and Demons. The Cataclysm of Heaven and Earth would only end when both sides suffered great losses.
Of course, the Shamans and Demons were not the only ones in this Cataclysm. In the Great Desolation, all those who had not attained Origin Dao Fruit were in this Cataclysm. River Styx was the same. Since he was in the Cataclysm, River Styx decided to enter the Cataclysm himself in order to escape as soon as possible.
Above the clouds, River Styx was very concerned about the first battle between the Shamans and Demons. To be precise, he was concerned about whether the Twelve Zu Wu would set up the Twelve Divine Beings Formation to summon Pangu's real body. River Styx wanted to return to his origin and refine the body of the Chaos Demon God. He naturally did not want to miss such a real object of visualization.
Just as River Styx was focusing on the battle between the Shamans and Demons, more than one or two people flew over. In a short while, at least twenty to thirty people had gathered around River Styx. They were all the rogue cultivators who had intercepted Hongyun's Virtuous Corpse. All of them were Quasi-saint masters.
The sixteen Quasi-saint masters who had gathered together were naturally the Fierce Gale Ancestor and the others. Although they had not arrived in person, their divine senses had been monitoring the location of Hongmeng's self-destruction. Especially when they saw River Styx absorbing Hongmeng's purple gas into his bag, they became even more anxious. Hence, they followed him as fast as they could.
River Styx lay lazily on the clouds, but no one dared to make a move. They had all witnessed how River Styx had severely injured Kunpeng with a single punch. Facing the powerful River Styx, no one wanted to be the first to make a move.
Although they were all in the realm of Quasi-saint, these people were only in the early or middle stages of the Quasi-saint realm. River Styx, on the other hand, was at least in the late stages of the Quasi-saint realm. Furthermore, River Styx had cultivated both his physical body and Primordial Spirit. Coupled with the terrifying Power of Law, they would be courting death if they made a move.
As time passed, the atmosphere at the scene became more and more tense. Although River Styx did not make a move, the pressure he brought to the rogue cultivators around him was not small at all. River Styx's expression did not change even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He was surrounded by dozens of Quasi-saint masters, but his expression did not change at all. Although his mind was wandering, he was focused on the battle between the Shamans and Demons.
In the end, there were sixty-eight Quasi-saint masters gathered around River Styx. Apart from the Quasi-saint masters of the Shamans and Demons, most of the Quasi-saint rogue cultivators of the Great Desolation were present. Almost seventy Quasi-saint masters gathered in one place was a spectacular sight. Perhaps even the total number of Quasi-saint masters of the Shamans and Demons did not amount to half of this number.
After waiting for a long time, River Styx still did not make a move. Ancestor Gale could no longer hold his temper and said, "Daoist Friend River Styx, let's not beat around the bush. We are all here for the Hongmeng Purple Haze. If you give us the Hongmeng Purple Haze, we will not stop you, but …"
"But what?" River Styx, who did not react at all, suddenly opened his mouth. His tone was cold. He was enjoying the war between the Shamans and Demons. How could River Styx be in a good mood when he was interrupted?
Ancestor Gale heard River Styx's cold tone and did not hold back, "River Styx, look around you. There are sixty-eight Quasi-saint here. Do you think you can escape? If you are smart, hand over the Hongmeng Purple Haze now, or else you will end up like Hongyun."
Ancestor Gale's words made the Quasi-saint around him eager to fight. They could not wait to kill River Styx and snatch the Hongmeng Purple Haze. They had the advantage in numbers. No matter how high River Styx's cultivation was, it was useless in their eyes. Unfortunately, they were wrong, and very wrong.
River Styx glanced around and suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha …" Ancestor Gale saw River Styx laughing and asked, "River Styx, what are you laughing at?" How could he laugh in such a situation? He must be crazy, or he must have something to rely on.
River Styx stopped laughing and said, "What are you laughing at? Of course I'm laughing at you. First, I'm laughing at your naivety. If you were of one mind, I might be a little afraid. But now, there is only one Purple Haze in Hongmeng. Who would be so generous as to give it up? " River Styx's words completely aroused the vigilance among the Rogue Practitioners. Precious treasures could move people's hearts, not to mention the Saint's Position. Perhaps people who were fighting side by side a moment ago would start fighting the next moment.
"Second, I'm laughing at your stupidity. How dare you compare me to Hongyun? You don't know what you're talking about. Even if you all come at me together, I won't even frown. Humph!" With a cold snort, River Styx's aura suddenly burst out. The aura of a peak Quasi-saint soared into the sky. The sky and earth changed color, and the Rogue Practitioners' faces changed drastically. They were not the only ones who were moved. Even the Liches who were in the middle of a battle paused.
… ….
In Mount Kunlun, Lao Tzu, Lord Yuanshi, and Tongtian were also watching the two battlefields from afar. One was the Great Lich-Demon War, and the other was naturally River Styx's. They did not care much about the Great Lich-Demon War. The two races dominated the Great Desolation, and a battle was bound to happen sooner or later. Now that the Cataclysm had begun, a battle was inevitable.
Lao Tzu and Tongtian were indifferent to the Great Lich-Demon War, but Lord Yuanshi was different. Although he looked calm on the surface, he was very jealous in his heart. The Lich-Demon War was powerful, and its reputation had completely overshadowed that of Sanqing. Lord Yuanshi was the most concerned about his reputation, and he often considered himself as the orthodox Pangu. How could he be happy when the Lich-Demon War dominated the Great Desolation?
On the other hand, River Styx had snatched the Hongmeng Purple Qi from Kunpeng, and severely injured Kunpeng with one punch. Although Kunpeng was already injured at that time, it did not affect their assessment of River Styx's strength. He was at least a late-stage Quasi-saint. Sanqing was very shocked. Among them, only Lao Tzu had severed the Second Corpse after coming back from the third lecture, while Lord Yuanshi and Tongtian had severed the Second Corpse not long ago.
Judging from River Styx's performance, it did not seem like he had just severed the Second Corpse. Moreover, judging from that punch, River Styx's physical body was extremely strong, and it was probably not inferior to Zu Wu's. How could Sanqing not be moved? Lord Yuanshi was not only moved, but the flames of jealousy in his heart were already burning fiercely.
When River Styx released the aura of a peak-stage Quasi-saint, Lord Yuanshi stood up and shouted, "Impossible, impossible! How can River Styx be a peak-stage Quasi-saint? How can he surpass our Sanqing? This must be fake!" Lord Yuanshi looked like he had gone mad. If he did not have the protection of the Merit of Splitting Heaven, he would have already developed an inner demon.
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