Chapter 658: Xuan Kong’er

Because his father was involved, Chong Yuanzi’s emotions became somewhat unstable.

However, Chong Yuanzi was well aware that his father had passed away a long time ago.

He possessed numerous magical treasures, sacred artifacts, and even supreme-grade sacred items. He also had a pair of Thunder Eyes capable of distinguishing good from evil, and he could confirm that the intruders were indeed妖魅 in disguise.

A yaomei is still a yaomei, and Chong Yuanzi immediately ordered to show no mercy and kill them all.

Thus, lightning surged at the Southern Heavenly Gate, and all the malevolent spirits were utterly eradicated without a single survivor.

Yet strangely, wave after wave of yaomei continued to arrive, more than ten waves in total, to the point that Chong Yuanzi grew weary of the endless slaughter…

Indeed!

Even if they were fake versions of his father, repeatedly killing them weighed heavily on Chong Yuanzi psychologically.

“Where are all these demons coming from? What exactly is happening in the mortal realm?”

“No, I must go down to the mortal world and check things out myself…”

Chong Yuanzi couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Originally, he had planned to return to the First Heaven and ask Shui Miao to use the Celestial Mirror to investigate the clues. However, now, disturbed by the yao mei impersonating his father, he thought he should personally go to the mortal realm to find the culprit behind these yao mei.

After assigning his subordinates specific tasks, Chong Yuanzi used the Substitute Mirror given to him by Shui Miao. With a wave of his hand, he transformed into an ordinary celestial general and descended to the mortal realm along with a group of heavenly soldiers and generals dispatched to investigate the situation.

Above Kunlun Mountain in the mortal realm,

A group of several hundred heavenly soldiers and generals, led by the Celestial Thunder Marshal, arrived at a mountain peak. They parted the clouds and peered downward.

The entire area was shrouded in thick mist, with white clouds perpetually covering the mountaintops. No wind could disperse the fog, and no sunlight could penetrate the dense vapor.

Looking down at the region, the rabbit-mouthed Celestial Thunder Marshal whispered, “This is the place. The yao mei and ancient immortals emerged from here. Look! Another large group is coming out…”

As Xun Tian Leigong was speaking, a squadron of heavenly soldiers and generals flew out from the misty clouds of Kunlun Mountain!

“Hmm?”

With a mere sweep of his divine awareness, Chong Yuanzi discovered that this squadron of heavenly soldiers and generals looked exactly the same as his own.

“General, what should we do? Shall we eliminate them?”

A celestial general beside Chong Yuanzi whispered for instructions.

Chong Yuanzi shook his head. “They will die if they go to the Southern Heavenly Gate anyway. Our real target is the one hiding beneath. Immediately send someone to invite Feng Bo to come and blow away the fog here.”

“At once!”

The celestial general immediately dispatched a messenger.

Before long, Feng Bo arrived. Using his wind sack, he summoned a massive whirlwind, yet the sea of clouds and fog remained completely undisturbed!

“Damn it!”

Chong Yuanzi was growing impatient. He immediately activated his magical treasures, unleashing a violent assault on the sea of clouds and fog with the mighty power of his supreme-grade sacred item.

Yet even after the fierce bombardment, the sea of clouds and fog remained completely unchanged!

Inconceivable! This was beyond comprehension!

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Chong Yuanzi quickly gave the order, “Retreat! We’ll deal with this later.”

“Hahaha! Want to leave? Not so fast!”

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing voice rang out. The sea of clouds and fog began to surge and swirl, instantly engulfing everyone. The speed was even faster than lightning.

Chong Yuanzi could have used his Dun Tian Fu (Heavenly Escape Talisman) to escape.

However, since his opponent had finally revealed himself, Chong Yuanzi was eager to see who this formidable enemy really was.

After a chaotic moment, all the heavenly soldiers and generals were enveloped by the mist and transported into an enormous golden hall.

As the fog dissipated, a young man dressed in a tattered and worn blue robe appeared before them. His eyes were unusually bright, yet his overall demeanor resembled that of a failed scholar from ancient times.

“Chong Yuanzi, the Thunder Sect’s Supreme Master, hehe, I didn’t expect it to be so easy to invite you here,” the young man smiled faintly at Chong Yuanzi. Suddenly, a gust of wind surged, and all the heavenly soldiers and generals around Chong Yuanzi were instantly turned to stone. “Hehe, sorry about that. I was quite uncomfortable with all those wide-eyed stares, but now I feel much better.”

“Who are you?”

Chong Yuanzi’s heart was deeply shaken. This young man’s magical powers were unfathomable, and the might of his formations was unheard of—terrifying beyond imagination.

“Me? Haha…”

The young man threw his head back and laughed, suddenly transforming into the appearance of Shui Miao. “I’m Shui Miao! Senior Chong Yuanzi, didn’t expect me to be here so soon, did you?”

This fellow was too cunning—there wasn’t a shred of truth in his words! Chong Yuanzi’s Thunder Eyes suddenly turned white as he stared at the young man and solemnly asked, “Are you Xuan Kong’er, the master craftsman from the Demon Realm?”

“…”

The young man’s expression of arrogance faded. He nodded seriously, “Chong Yuanzi, you truly live up to your reputation. I must admit, I’m genuinely surprised that you recognized me.”

“Cut the crap, Xuan Kong’er. What exactly do you want?”

Chong Yuanzi knew very well that Xuan Kong’er was extremely powerful. During the last great war between immortals and demons, he had helped the Demon Realm defeat the Immortal Realm. At that time, Shui Miao hadn’t even been born yet. Such a mighty opponent was practically unbeatable. Yet Chong Yuanzi was not one to fear death—he remained fiercely defiant in demeanor.

“Senior Chong Yuanzi, let’s talk nicely, shall we? No need to be so fierce… Actually, I’m doing all this just for fun, for amusement…” Xuan Kong’er waved his hand, and the entire hall transformed into the scene of the First Heaven—the Punishment City’s grand hall. He transformed himself into the Celestial Divination Sage, and before him appeared a table filled with a lavish fruit feast. “Come, come, Chong Yuanzi, my old friend, let’s sit down and chat while we eat.”

Xuan Kong’er’s tone suddenly changed to mimic the Celestial Divination Sage’s voice.

Xuan Kong’er sat down first.

Chong Yuanzi coldly demanded, “Xuan Kong’er, are you showing off your treasures? I don’t find this amusing at all. A gentleman may be killed, but never humiliated. If you wish to kill me, then do it quickly.”

“My dear friend, listen to yourself. I’m not like Shui Miao, who constantly self-destructs and kills innocents. I just want to have a peaceful chat with you, nothing more.” Xuan Kong’er resumed his original appearance, raised an eyebrow, and smiled again. “If you want to know why I created those yaomei to lure you to the Southern Heavenly Gate, or if you’re curious about what those ancient immortals are up to, then sit down. I promise every word I say next will be the truth, no jokes this time.”

“Fine, speak!”

Moved by his words, Chong Yuanzi sat down cross-legged but paid no attention to the feast before him.

Seeing Chong Yuanzi’s response, Xuan Kong’er merely smiled faintly. With another wave of his hand, a huge mirror appeared at his side. On its surface was displayed a scene of numerous ancient immortals returning through the Dun Tian Talisman to their sects, heavenly courts, and immortal palaces, reclaiming what had once belonged to them.

After the general situation was shown, Xuan Kong’er began to speak, “You underestimated those ancient immortals. Before they left the Immortal Realm, they had already laid out a plan to return and seize control of Heaven. Also, the reason I lured you here was indeed just to have a chat. Of course, I will also give you a grand gift.”

Xuan Kong’er flipped his hand, revealing an oval-shaped jade stone. “My dear friend,” he said, “this contains your father’s soul. Back during the great Immortal-Devil War, I specially collected the souls of all the fallen ancient immortals. If I wish, I can resurrect them anytime. Now, shall we talk?”

“…”

Chong Yuanzi was momentarily stunned, his heart in turmoil, unable to utter a word.