As the Kun Peng plummeted rapidly, purple flames ignited on its body.
However, the colossal beast seemed to have lost the power to resist, unable even to struggle.
It could only let the raging purple flames devour and burn its own body.
The wailing sounds echoed throughout the Cloud Sea, sending chills down everyone's spine.
The Kun Peng, descending like a falling meteor from the heavens, drew a purple vertical line across the sky.
With the decrease in altitude, its body continuously diminished.
When it was about to touch the sea surface, it had already been completely burned by the purple flames.
Nothing was left, not even ashes.
Ye Feipeng, dead!
Seeing the demonic beast being vanquished, the purple figure in the sky cast an indifferent glance.
Soon after, the rosy clouds dispersed just like when they arrived.
The purple figure gradually dimmed and disappeared.
"Wu Chier? No, that's not right..."
From the sky, the uncertain voice of the Black Crow Immortal Venerable sounded.
After speaking, the one-eyed crow spread its wings slightly, turning into a black streak, chasing after the direction where the purple aura dissipated.
The cultivators of the Cloud Sea, still not recovered from the shock caused by this anomaly, stood there like petrified statues.
After a moment, chaos erupted on the Wanxian Island.
"What was that just now?"
"Which mighty being manifested? Such a terrifying Kun Peng beast was directly struck down by a thunderbolt?"
"Immortal Venerable in the Dao of Integration?"
"I think an ordinary Daoist might not achieve this."
"Above Immortal Veneration? Impossible!"
...
Like everyone else, Li Fan was equally shocked at this moment.
However, he wasn't surprised by the terrifying strength of the purple figure.
He was shaken by his identity.
"Zhang... Senior Brother?"
Li Fan looked up at the sky, dumbfounded, unable to believe it.
He had heard that cold voice many times, extremely familiar.
Coupled with the familiar phrase "demonic outsider," and the purple thunderbolt that easily killed Ye Feipeng.
Li Fan could almost be certain that the purple figure sitting on the sky just now was his Senior Brother from the Fallen Immortal Realm.
Zhang Qianmo.
An inner disciple of the Purple Heaven Sect, suspected to be a reincarnation of a great power.
Extraordinary strength, mastered the mysterious Purple Heaven Rebirth Technique, killed Golden Core stage at the Foundation Establishment stage with ease.
Proud and arrogant, he once set three grand goals.
The first grand goal was to "exterminate all the demons and monsters, returning peace to the world."
"Now it seems that Senior Brother Zhang not only lived from ancient times to the present but may have even achieved the first grand goal."
Recalling Zhang Qianmo's cold voice, the familiar phrase "demonic outsider," and the current situation where monsters were extinct in the cultivation world, Li Fan inferred that Senior Brother Zhang probably exterminated all the monsters in the cultivation world.
Although not completely eradicated, they could only hide somewhere, no longer daring to step into the cultivation world.
Although Ye Feipeng had extraordinary luck, awakened his Kun Peng bloodline, and gained the qualifications for Gold Core Integration by forcibly devouring Crimson Flame, it brought him to Zhang Qianmo's attention.
To swallow Crimson Flame and Zhang Zhiliang, Little Fatty Ye Feipeng must have activated the power of the Kun Peng bloodline to the extreme. With the help of the Sea Blue Bead, he transformed himself almost exactly like the ancient monster Kun Peng.
This drew the ruthless killing from Senior Brother Zhang.
The triumphant cry of the Kun Peng still seemed to echo in his ears.
Li Fan couldn't help but raise a question in his mind: What is Senior Brother Zhang's current cultivation level? In the Dao of Integration or the Transcendent of Longevity?
At the moment when the Kun Peng manifested, the figure of Zhang Qianmo did not appear in time.
It wasn't until the monstrous beast completed the act of devouring Crimson Flame and was about to escape that Zhang Qianmo arrived at the last moment.
Li Fan wondered, if Ye Feipeng hadn't been so arrogant and had directly fled after swallowing Crimson Flame, could he have avoided Zhang Qianmo's attack? Could he have survived?
The face of the chubby Ye Feipeng appeared in his mind, and Li Fan couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
"Even after knowing the existence of such a powerful god of killing monsters, the ancestor of the Ye family who saved the Kun Peng chose to pass on his essence to ordinary people..."
"Humph, it seems there was no genuine benevolence."
"A different heart for those not of our kind."
"Senior Brother Zhang, you did well!"
While sighing in admiration, Li Fan furrowed his brows slightly. He remembered the voice of Zhang Qianmo from earlier, a combination of two voices—one was his original voice, and the other was a childish tone.
"Wu Chier, reincarnation of a great power, purple thunder..."
Li Fan squinted his eyes as a memory involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Back when he first killed Sikong Yi, a disciple of the Stealing Heaven and Changing Sun Sect, he learned how Sikong Bo, Sikong Yi's master, escaped to the Cloud Sea through the two remnants in the Stealing Heaven and Changing Sun Token.
At that time, Sikong Bo, intending to refine a clone, encountered an extraordinarily talented and luck-ridden child in a wild mountain village.
Wanting to steal the child's essence, Sikong Bo was somewhat depressed to find that a Yuanying-stage cultivator also coveted the child.
Prepared to possess the child at any time, Sikong Bo and the Yuanying-stage cultivator had a fierce battle, resulting in mutual injuries.
At the critical moment, the child appeared suddenly and, without saying a word, directly refined the Yuanying-stage cultivator.
Sikong Bo fled, but the child was well-versed in the techniques of the Stealing Heaven and Changing Sun Sect. Unable to escape, Sikong Bo had no choice but to release all the remnants in the Stealing Heaven and Changing Sun Token to save his life.
Although he escaped with his life, the souls of the past sect masters were all annihilated by a purple thunderbolt that descended from the sky.
"Was the little child Sikong Bo encountered back then Senior Brother Zhang?"
"Also Wu Chier?"
Li Fan had previously seen information about this Wu Chier in Tianyu Province. He was a six or seven-year-old child obsessed with martial arts, always looking for someone to spar with.
Despite only being at the Yuanying stage, he was nearly invincible in the same realm, and he could contend with Nascent Soul cultivators.
At that time, Li Fan didn't connect this child with the one Sikong Bo encountered.
Even more unexpectedly, he turned out to be the reincarnation of Zhang Qianmo.
"No, the might of the divine thunder that just killed the Kun Peng is not something that a Yuanying-stage cultivator can achieve."
"What kind of magical power is Senior Brother Zhang cultivating?"
While Li Fan was pondering, the exclamations of nearby cultivators interrupted him.
"Look! Zhang Zhiliang is still alive!"
"Crimson Flame! Crimson Flame is here too!"
Li Fan suddenly looked up and saw, in mid-air where the Kun Peng's body had been burnt to ashes, the somewhat embarrassed figure of Zhang Zhiliang had once again appeared.
Not far away, Crimson Flame stood facing him, the flames dancing around.
(End of this chapter)