770: Chapter 266: Kill Yinghuo_5 770: Chapter 266: Kill Yinghuo_5 Having said that, he felt very guilty.
Lord of Heaven Ancestor and the Primordial Qilin exchanged glances, both somewhat perplexed.
They really didn’t understand; Sun Wukong had genuinely killed Yinghuo because of a mere Celestial Immortal ant.
Just a Celestial Immortal, not even a friend of Sun Wukong, but merely an acquaintance.
To kill a Supreme for a Celestial Immortal, this logic was truly beyond their comprehension.
Sun Wukong glanced at them, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Lord of Heaven Ancestor and the Primordial Qilin immediately showed a guarded expression.
“Sun Wukong, what do you intend to do?
I warn you, we are not like Yinghuo.
If the two of us fight to the death, even if you kill us, you may not survive.
At best, it would be a mutually assured destruction.
Think carefully about this,”
Lord of Heaven Ancestor said.
He was on full alert, ready to deploy the Formation Chart at a moment’s notice.
If Sun Wukong made a move, they were ready to react immediately.
Sun Wukong just stared deeply at them, ultimately choosing not to take action.
“You haven’t committed any evil deeds for the time being.
Last time, although you targeted Old Sun, you didn’t succeed.
I’ll let you off this time.
But if you dare target Old Sun again in the future, don’t blame me for being merciless,”
This was a warning, a Sub-Paramount warning the Supremes.
Lord of Heaven Ancestor sneered coldly in his heart, feeling indignant.
However, he kept a poker face and said nothing.
The Primordial Qilin smiled amiably, showing no signs of anger.
But as an old coin, he naturally wouldn’t wear his thoughts on his face.
The Eastern King began to undo the seals.
Half an hour later, sweat beaded on Eastern King’s forehead; seeing everyone watching, he said somewhat awkwardly, “There are quite a few measures in place; it will take a bit more time to get out.”
An hour later, as they had only managed to undo roughly one tenth of the seals, the Primordial Qilin and others fell into contemplation.
The Eastern King was really ruthless.
He was the one who had set up the seals, yet he couldn’t undo them within an hour.
If someone else were to try to escape, they would likely need more than a day.
Twelve hours later, the Eastern King finally lifted the last measure.
He breathed a sigh of relief while the faces of Sun Wukong and the others darkened.
Luckily, they were the victorious party.
Had they been defeated, escape would have been impossible.
It took Eastern King twelve hours to lift the measures he had set up, leaving everyone speechless.
Without a word, the Primordial Qilin and Lord of Heaven Ancestor immediately left.
Sun Wukong began to gather up Yinghuo’s flesh and blood; after a brief search with his Divine Thought, he bade everyone farewell and headed for the Southern Continent.
“What is he going to do?”
The Water God asked.
After killing Yinghuo, Sun Wukong didn’t return to Huaguo Mountain but instead went to the Southern Continent.
Could it be that he had other matters to attend to?
“A Celestial Immortal died because of this incident.
The Great Saint is likely using Yinghuo’s flesh and blood to pay tribute to that Celestial Immortal,”
Yang Jian said.
The Water God looked puzzled, suspiciously asking, “Just a mere Celestial Immortal, why should the Great Saint care?”
She was quite astonished; initially, the Water God thought Sun Wukong was angry because Yinghuo had moved against him.
Now it seemed that was not the case.
Sun Wukong indeed killed a Supreme because of that Celestial Immortal, because of that immortal, Sun Wukong boldly killed a Supreme.
Now, carrying the flesh and blood of the Supreme, he went to mourn the other.
Even if the Water God had no ill intent towards living beings, at this moment, he still felt that Sun Wukong really didn’t need to go so far, mainly because he valued that Celestial Immortal too much.
After a glance at the Water God, Yang Jian said, “The Water God may not understand the Great Saint very well.
In the eyes of the Great Saint, all living beings, regardless of cultivation, are equally important.
Their lives are equally valued; there is no difference between a Supreme and a Celestial Immortal.
That is the principle upheld in the Heavenly Court as well.
If one killed a Supreme because of a Celestial Immortal, let alone for a mortal, it’s not strange at all.”
“Is that so?”
“Indeed.”
Yang Jian nodded.
Eastern King said with a smile, “The Great Saint and the Great Emperor Ziwei are not ordinary people.
If the Water God comes to understand them later, he will understand the Great Saint and the Great Emperor Ziwei.”
The Water God nodded slightly.
She was indeed a bit curious and wanted to know how Sun Wukong and the others came to hold such beliefs.
In her view, the powerful should naturally be exalted above all.
Even if they do not harm those weaker than themselves, they would not consider themselves on the same level.
They left, and at the same time, the powers of the Three Realms finally knew what had happened.
The fall of the Supreme Yinghuo shook the Ancient Gods.
The later generations of Immortal Gods knew little about Yinghuo, only that he had just provoked Sun Wukong.
As for other matters, they were not clear.
But upon learning that Yinghuo was a Supreme, they were dumbfounded.
This was the second Supreme to be killed recently, both at the hands of Sun Wukong.
Even the Supreme powers felt a chill down their spine.
Sun Wukong was simply a killer of Supremes.
In such a short time, he had slain two Supremes.
Even in the Primordial Era, when powerful beings were like clouds, the fall of two Supremes in such a short period would be a significant event, enough to shake Heaven and Earth.
The Three Realms buzzed with discussion; the Ancient Gods and Devils all felt a chill in their hearts, believing that the Heavenly Court was swinging the slaughter blade at Supremes.
Especially among the Supremes in the Ancient Gods and Devils, many feared that one day the slaughter blade might fall upon them.
At this moment, Sun Wukong had already arrived in the Southern Continent.
He found a small town, which was still rather peaceful.
Yan Chixia lived in seclusion here, guarded by a Heavenly Venerate, which discouraged most Gods and Demons from rashly stirring trouble.
After all, even among the Ancient Gods and Devils, a Heavenly Venerate was considered a master.
At the moment, Yan Chixia had just buried Li Chang’an not long ago.
He sat in front of Li Chang’an’s grave, indulging in wine and song, seemingly crying yet not crying, laughing yet not laughing.
The death of this disciple was a heavy blow to him.
Because there was no warning at all, he just died like that.
The last moment, he was lively and spirited before him, fervent and eager to join the Heavenly Court, the next moment, killed.
Not even Resurrection could save him.
This thought alone was enough to make Yan Chixia’s heart bleed.
He did not hate Sun Wukong, because Sun Wukong did not want it to happen either.
Yan Chixia hated that his own strength was insufficient and that he had misunderstood Sun Wukong as a great demon, wasting much time there.
Otherwise, Li Chang’an might not have had to come, ultimately falling victim to Yinghuo.
Just then, Sun Wukong arrived, dropping a bundle.
“I killed that Supreme.
This is his flesh, to be used in mourning for Li Chang’an.”
Yan Chixia trembled violently.