140: Chapter 137 Kunpeng Causes Trouble_2 140: Chapter 137 Kunpeng Causes Trouble_2 Kunpeng spoke confidently.

He was ready; if they all attacked him at once, he would immediately flee.

With his strength as a top Great Heavenly Venerate and equipped with extreme speed, it would be nearly impossible for The Three Pure Ones to hold onto him.

“What do you want to do?”

Queen Mother of the West asked.

Kunpeng’s gaze settled on Sun Wukong, his mouth curling up slightly as he said, “Actually, I have only one goal, and that is to kill Sun Wukong.

Kill him for me, and I will retreat at once.”

“Dream on, Kunpeng.

Do you really think I’m afraid of you?

If you dare cause trouble at my Kunlun and disrupt my Peach Banquet, I will hunt you to the ends of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to kill you,”

Queen Mother of the West said strongly.

How could she just stand by and watch Sun Wukong be killed by Kunpeng?

That was impossible, even if Sun Wukong had nothing to do with her, she couldn’t let this scene unfold.

It would be like stomping on her face, Queen Mother of the West’s face.

Every Ancient God has survived until now not by backing down, but by being strong to the core.

Queen Mother of the West’s prestige was won through bloodshed.

Kunpeng’s eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, “Queen Mother of the West, why bother?

For the sake of a rascal monkey, to be my enemy, you should understand.

Those who I set my sights on all end up in a bad way.”

“Kunpeng, it’s time for you to leave.

The Three Realms are not yours to wreak havoc in,”

Great Emperor Ziwei said coldly.

Kunpeng glanced at him, sneering, “Ziwei, just a junior and you dare talk to me like this.

Are you seeking death?”

Great Emperor Ziwei’s face darkened as he stared at Kunpeng and said coldly, “Kunpeng, do you dare to fight me?”

Kunpeng sneered, “What is there to be afraid of?

Whatever moves you have, I’ll take them all.”

“Good, you’ve got guts,”

Great Emperor Ziwei said with a cold laugh.

He rose from his seat, surprising everyone.

Was Great Emperor Ziwei going to stand up for Sun Wukong?

If that was the case, there would surely be a spectacle today.

Great Emperor Ziwei stood up, but he did not make a move.

He turned around and said to Lord Taishang, “Please, Elder Lord, take care of this demon.”

Everyone was stunned, their jaws dropping.

They had thought Great Emperor Ziwei would take action himself, but it turned out he was asking Elder Lord to intervene.

Kunpeng, frowning, sneered, “Junior, won’t you come down to fight yourself?

It seems I overestimated you.”

Great Emperor Ziwei curled his lip disdainfully and said, “Who said I was going to fight?

What’s wrong with asking Elder Lord to rid us of a demon?

There’s no need to be polite with a Demon Head like you.”

After speaking, he again said, “Please, Elder Lord, take care of this demon.”

“Very well.”

Lord Taishang opened his eyes and simply responded.

Kunpeng’s expression changed slightly, and he immediately heightened his alertness.

Lord Taishang gently raised his hand, and a Taiji Yin Yang Fish appeared, then transformed into two longswords, one black and one white, shooting towards Kunpeng.

Kunpeng’s color changed as he desperately dodged, utilizing extreme speed, weaving back and forth across the Vault of Heaven.

However, the two longswords relentlessly pursued him, not allowing him to shake them off.

“Break for me!”

Kunpeng shouted, launching a forceful counter.

His powerful Mana erupted, Demonic Light flickering, colliding with the black and white longswords.

The two longswords were blocked, but Kunpeng’s body was tensed with bulging veins, clearly struggling.

The standoff lasted for a moment, then the two swords shattered, turning back into the Yin Yang Fish before Elder Lord Taishang, then into dissipating starlight.

Lord Taishang’s expression remained calm, while Kunpeng was dripping with sweat.

Seeing the performance of the two, it was clear who was superior.

Kunpeng looked at Lord Taishang with eyes filled with shock.

Was this the gap between them?

It was too vast.

He too was a top Great Heavenly Venerate, supposedly on the same level as Elder Lord Taishang.

But after their brief encounter, he was completely outmatched.

The immortals and Buddhas present were all amazed at the Elder Lord’s strength – his mana was too astonishing.

Great Emperor Ziwei gave a faint smile, his tone somewhat mocking, “Kunpeng, is this the extent of your power?

It doesn’t seem all that great.

I see that the Elder Lord hasn’t even used one-tenth of his strength yet you’re almost unable to withstand him, and still, you dare to be so rampant.”

“Do not talk nonsense.”

Lord Taishang suddenly spoke up.

Great Emperor Ziwei instantly curbed his smile, standing there, becoming very respectful.

“Just now I at least exerted sixty percent of my mana.

To say less than ten percent is a bit of an exaggeration.

Ziwei, if you are to take charge of the Nine Heavens in the future, you must be mindful of your words and actions,”

the Elder Lord said gravely.

Everyone who had been sighing at Great Emperor Ziwei’s arrogance, expecting him to be scolded by the Elder Lord,

became unsettled upon hearing the latter part of the Elder Lord’s statement.

What did the Elder Lord mean by that?

Could it be that he supported Great Emperor Ziwei becoming the Great Heavenly Venerate?

Great Emperor Gou Chen and the others wore somber expressions, while Lady Houtu appeared pensive, a trace of worry in the depths of her eyes.

It seemed that Lord Taishang had already harbored dissatisfaction with the Jade Emperor; otherwise, he would not have made the statement he just had.

Great Emperor Ziwei, who had been somewhat annoyed, was suddenly overjoyed upon hearing the latter part of the Elder Lord’s words and quickly said to the Elder Lord, “I understand.

Thank you for your guidance, Elder Lord.”

Only then did the Elder Lord nod in satisfaction.

Kunpeng’s face turned ugly – hearing the Elder Lord admit to using sixty percent of his strength was no cause for joy for him.

In his heart, he believed his own power was not inferior to that of the Elder Lord.

Now it seemed he had been presumptuous.

Sun Wukong sat there, silent the entire time.

At that moment, he stood up, pointed at Kunpeng, and declared, “Kunpeng, since you wish to kill me, I’ll oblige you.

Let us fight to the death!”

The crowd was in an uproar, all turning their attention to Sun Wukong.

Was he seeking death?

Kunpeng was clearly a Great Heavenly Venerate.

How could Sun Wukong be his opponent?

Kunpeng was taken aback, he frowned while staring at Sun Wukong, then with a cold laugh, said, “I will not lay a hand on you.

In fact, I have sought an opponent for you today.”

After speaking, he looked towards Chi You.

Chi You stepped forward, his icy eyes fixed on Sun Wukong.

“He saved me once, allowing me to reappear in the world.

I promised him I would act once.

If I fail to kill you this time, I naturally won’t make another move.”

Chi You did not regard Sun Wukong as a worthy opponent; his gaze settled more on the Yellow Emperor.

“I’ll kill this monkey first, then come for you.”

The Yellow Emperor’s mouth twitched slightly as he said indifferently, “Chi You, our conflict has passed for so long, can’t you let go?”

“I can let go after I have killed you,”

said Chi You, his gaze returning to Sun Wukong, “Come out and meet your death.”

Sun Wukong furrowed his brow, replying indifferently, “I have no interest in you, let Kunpeng fight me.”

The crowd was speechless, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Kunpeng spoke sarcastically, “Sun Wukong, you claim to be the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, invincible in bravery, do you really have so little courage?

Not even enough to face Chi You in combat?”

Sun Wukong fixated on him, a mocking smile curving the corners of his mouth.

“Kunpeng, you see yourself as a top contender amongst heaven and earth, believing you have few rivals.

Do you not even dare accept my challenge?

Do you need someone else to fight for you?

If you call me ‘Grandpa Sun’ three times right now, I’ll let it go and won’t pressure you to fight,”

he taunted.

Wasn’t it all just verbal sparring?

Sun Wukong had never been afraid of anyone.

Kunpeng was immediately furious.

Sun Wukong figured he wouldn’t dare strike, which was why he dared to be so bold.

Kunpeng was clear; if he engaged in a battle with Sun Wukong that left both parties injured, he would definitely not be able to leave Kunlun.

And as for Sun Wukong, he had no such worries.

Though he also had enemies, with all the Immortals and Buddhas of the Three Realms watching, no one would dare to take advantage of him.

Otherwise, just passing the hurdle that was The Three Pure Ones and Queen Mother of the West would be impossible.

Chi You tilted his head, staring at Kunpeng, his meaning obvious: the words were out, when were you going to step in?

What else are you waiting for?

Kunpeng sneered, saying coldly, “Sun Wukong, you are not yet qualified to lay a hand on me.

Beat Chi You first then we’ll talk.”

“Are you saying Chi You Demon God is inferior to you?”

Sun Wukong questioned with a puzzled face.

Chi You abruptly turned, staring intently at Kunpeng.