Chapter 72: The Seventy-Second Day of Making Games by Eating Kunpeng Roasted Meat...

You and your brother? What are two nameless nobody from the witch clan?

Kunpeng was about to mock the witch clan for their lack of self-awareness. They thought themselves superior just because their elder brother could fight Donghuang Taiyi to a standstill. In reality, Donghuang Taiyi's strength had already been reduced by 30% under the control of the formation, in addition to losing his companion treasure, the Chaos Bell.

Ha, it's laughable that Donghuang Taiyi can only fight to a draw with some nobody these days.

As expected, his past fame was all thanks to this treasure in the Chaos, but now such a powerful treasure belongs to Kunpeng.

Kunpeng smiled smugly, but the smile quickly faded.

The unassuming witch before them underwent a complete transformation after she drew her staff. Fine sand drifted from her body to the ground, and when she looked up again, her identical features created a completely different effect.

This person is actually Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

The one whom Houtu called her elder brother was naturally one of the twelve ancestral witches formed from the essence of Pangu's blood.

Sure enough, Kunpeng saw a thin layer of fine sand piled up at the feet of the blue-haired witch, and two black snakes appeared out of thin air above his head, flicking their tongues at Kunpeng. Wasn't this Xuanming, whom he had sent to lure?

When the two bird demons were captured by the Wu Clan, Kunpeng immediately abandoned them and killed them, leaving no trace. He never expected the Wu Clan to return so quickly, especially with two high-ranking Ancestral Witches among them.

Although he boasted that he wasn't afraid of the Three Pure Ones even if they came, the formation he set up was actually designed to lure out the snakes one by one.

He never expected that while trapping a bird, he would also attract two giant snakes. He was not afraid of one-on-one combat, but he would have to use the formation to wear them down in a three-on-one situation.

However, not wanting to lose face, Kunpeng chuckled and said, "The Ancestral Witches are nothing special. They were trapped in this Netherworld by me. If all twelve of you brothers came at me, I would have some reservations. But now, you and your sister alone are nothing more than food for my demon race."

"The most beloved food of my demon race is the kind of delicacy from the witch race that contains the essence of Pangu's blood."

As it spoke of searching for Kunpeng, it licked its lips with a flourish. The cracks that had been slowly widening beneath its feet suddenly opened up, and a huge vortex formed in the center of its sharp fangs, mercilessly sucking everything around it into it.

Even Donghuang Taiyi and Xuanming were powerless to break free at this moment, and could only look at the dark silence below.

Houtu, holding the staff, stood motionless. Fine dust condensed at her feet to form a high platform. The formation and potion that Kunpeng had set up earlier could not interfere with her at this moment.

When the altar for the sacrificial ceremony was finally completed, Houtu pointed towards the vortex, protecting her elder brother and Donghuang Taiyi completely.

"Sister, are you confused? How could you save a bird demon! Have you forgotten what that demon was saying just now? How dare it treat our witch clan as food!" Xuanming's black eyes were filled with anger. The witch clan was connected by blood and could not tolerate others coveting it.

The ambitions of Donghuang Taiyi and his brother Dijun are no secret from the ancient times; everyone knows their declaration: "Anyone who considers themselves a demon can join my ranks." Now this Kunpeng claims to be a demon, clearly allied with Donghuang Taiyi, and now they want to save him? What bad luck!

The slight mutual respect that had arisen during the battle vanished in an instant with Kunpeng's words.

Houtu did not explain that everything was just Kunpeng's conspiracy. She simply transformed the sand that originally protected Donghuang Taiyi into chains and carefully wrapped them around Donghuang Taiyi's wings, thus showing her attitude.

“He is beneficial to breaking this deadlock,” Houtu said. “Besides, Kunpeng is about to devour him now, so there is absolutely no way he would stand with Kunpeng.”

After saying that, she met those golden eyes: "Donghuang Taiyi, use your true solar fire to scorch your feet."

The True Fire of the Sun is, after all, the flame that the Golden Crow was born with, and even if it loses all its magical power, it can still be used as usual.

Faced with the desperate situation of being threatened by the giant maw of the Kunpeng if he took a step back, and being locked up by the Wu Clan if he took a step forward, Donghuang Taiyi had no choice.

Whether Houtu speaks or not, he will use the True Fire of the Sun to give Kunpeng another good beating, except now he has two more Wu tribesmen as his targets.

Anger fueled the flames, and soon they could be seen burning wherever the light shone, even the pale teeth beneath his feet were covered in a dense layer of flames.

Then, through the connection between heaven and earth, Hou Tu forcibly added some insignificant little things to Kunpeng's formation. Donghuangtai felt the fire getting bigger and bigger, and he felt more and more cheerful and relaxed.

Meanwhile, Kunpeng, who was about to use his suction to swallow the three of them whole, realized that the situation was not good. If this continued, all his good teeth would be burned.

However, the allure of the two strands of Pangu's essence blood and the flesh and blood of a golden crow was too great, and his excessive greed caused him to completely lose his caution when making his plans.

He leaped from the sea, and his mouth changed position, plunging the three people inside into eternal darkness between his upper and lower jaws.

Once it enters his mouth, he'll swallow it and let it become part of his cultivation within his stomach, hahaha.

Just then, Houtu's eyes lit up. The Kunpeng was now a fish, and the moment a fish leaves the water is the most vulnerable moment for this great Kunpeng.

The tacit understanding between the siblings was beyond words. At the moment when Kunpeng leaped into the air and the true fire of the sun was at its fiercest, an excessive amount of Xuanming True Water was poured into Kunpeng's mouth.

Kunpeng felt the predicament of being torn between ice and fire within his body, but he still did not give up trying to swallow the three of them.

This is because the strong body of the giant Kun can withstand the extreme cold and heat, but the formations that trapped the three people could not withstand the stimulation of extreme cold and heat, in addition to the shift in the formation's location and the fine sand mixed in by Hou Tu.

The rare treasures and formations originally used to conceal the secrets and aura of the Nine Netherworld shattered at the same time.

not good!

This was Kunpeng's first thought. Even if the other formations were broken, so be it. Even if something happened, these three people were already inside his belly and couldn't cause any trouble.

However, losing this treasure that conceals the secrets of heaven is a major event. Without this precious artifact, one's aura will naturally be detected by cultivators of the primordial era. They will also be able to discern one's location by calculating the secrets of heaven.

And since all three of these people he mentioned have brothers and sisters, if they are caught by the other ten Ancestral Witches or Emperor Jun, their fate will naturally not be good.

Kunpeng's expression turned cold; even his greed was briefly suppressed in the face of life-or-death crisis.

This place is not safe to stay any longer; we must leave quickly. Having made up his mind to take the Kunpeng, he immediately transformed from a Kun into a Peng. However, the Peng bird does not have such a large mouth. The three people who had been swallowed by the Kunpeng landed on its wings, and the blinding true fire of the sun instantly scorched the Kunpeng's feathers black.

Don't hit a person in the face, and don't hurt a bird by its feathers. Why is Donghuang Taiyi using his beautiful feathers to cause trouble? He'll probably chew the beak of the Kunpeng to pieces.

But he was flying south at the moment and dared not relax for a moment. He could only endure this humiliation. When he returned to his cave, he would definitely make those three pay.

At that moment, another voice came from him: "This fire smells so good, no, this meat is so big. I haven't eaten for three days. Donghuang Taiyi, put in more effort to roast this bird meat until it's cooked, and we'll all taste the flavor of Kunpeng meat together."

Donghuang Taiyi rolled his eyes at Xuanming. Now he really suspected that the entire Wu Clan was a complete idiot.

He started fighting without a second thought, completely disregarding any conspiracy or attempts to sow discord. He's still chained up by his sister, yet he dares to ask me to roast Kunpeng meat for him. Isn't he afraid of roasting him first?

"Why are you looking at me? We've all been tricked by Kunpeng, and now he can't care about us. Let's just have a good barbecue on him, fill our stomachs, and vent our anger at the same time."

The words may be crude, but the principle is sound. With their magic power restricted, it's unrealistic for the three of them to fight Kunpeng head-on. They can only wait for Houtu to destroy the formation one by one before they can take revenge.

For now, we can only swallow our anger and at most roast his genitals. With the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he can quickly recover to normal, so it's nothing serious.

"He wants to eat our flesh and blood, so let's taste his flesh and blood first. We should accept that. Hurry up and roast it, I'm really hungry." Xuanming urged repeatedly. If he weren't a water elementalist, he would have wanted to roast it himself right now.

Seeing her brother's eagerness, Houtu could only helplessly choose to indulge him. With a gentle shake of her cane, most of the chains that had bound Donghuang Taiyi's wings were removed.

"Don't worry about baking, everything will be fine. I've already made arrangements." Hou Tu was confident and could naturally go along with her brother's wishes regarding such a trivial matter.

At the brink of death, they were still thinking about roasting meat. Donghuang Taiyi truly thought the Wu clan had lost their minds. But what was even more terrifying was that he actually thought Xuanming's words made a lot of sense.

Kunpeng wants to eat them, so wouldn't it be perfect for them to take a couple of bites of Kunpeng now?

Upon realizing that he had involuntarily come to agree with this statement, Donghuang Taiyi's face darkened.

With a dark expression, he said, "This is the only time." Then he gathered the scattered true fire of the sun into one place and used it to scorch the wings of the Kunpeng.

"If you're going to eat, you have to eat the pieces of meat on the wings. That's what I call chewy. Last time when I roasted them with Zhu Rong, Hou Tu brought some leaves and mixed them in. It tasted amazing!" Xuan Ming pointed and talked as he looked at the wings, constantly reminiscing about how good the last meal was. Donghuang Taiyi's wings ached from listening to him.

Because the description was so detailed, even Donghuang Taiyi, who had originally just been going through the motions, couldn't help but look forward to how delicious the roasted Kunpeng meat would be.

Houtu, who was standing nearby, also took out the spice leaves she had prepared from her bag, crushed them into powder, and sprinkled them down.

What was clearly a life-or-death crisis of being trapped by Kunpeng was turned into a barbecue party by the three of them.

Kunpeng was already exhausted from running around, and now, hearing that the three people he had driven to the brink of despair were now roasting and eating his own flesh, even though he knew he was facing a life-or-death crisis, he couldn't bear it any longer.

His liver and gall were about to burst, and his eyes were red with rage: "How dare you!" Kunpeng flapped its roasted wings, trying to throw the three of them down from the sky.

But in that very instant of pause, the sun set.

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Author's Note: Donghuang Taiyi, who just got tricked: Are you Wu Clan brainless? Why are you doing this and that all the time? Even as a bird, I don't want to play with you (but I obediently roast meat) [laughing]

Houtu could actually help the two of them escape, but her brother would definitely fight to the death. Anyway, she'd already told her other brothers, and they're on their way. They can just capture Kunpeng then, so she prepared a shield and waited. Actually, I don't think they'll really fight. It's rare to have some peace and quiet, like watching a show and going on a picnic. [doge emoji]