As the Kun Peng plummeted rapidly, purple flames ignited on its body.
However, the colossal beast seemed to lose all resistance, unable to struggle.
It could only allow the raging purple flames to engulf and burn its body.
The sounds of its wailing spread throughout the Cong Yun Sea, chilling everyone’s hearts.
Descending from the sky like a fallen meteor, the Kun Peng left a vertical line of purple between heaven and earth.
As its altitude decreased, its body continued to shrink.
By the time it was about to land on the sea surface, it had been completely burned to ashes by the purple flames.
Not even ashes remained.
Ye Feipeng was dead!
Seeing the monster subdued, the purple figure in the sky glanced indifferently.
Then, the purple aura dispersed as quickly as it had come.
The purple figure gradually faded away and disappeared.
“Foolish Martial Child? No, that’s not right…”
Above the sky, the voice of the Immortal Sage Black Crow sounded uncertain.
With those words, the one-eyed crow spread its wings slightly and turned into a black streak, chasing after the direction where the purple aura dissipated.
The cultivators of the Cong Yun Sea hadn’t recovered from the shock of this change, standing still like petrified statues.
After a moment, the atmosphere on Ten Thousand Immortals Island became frenzied.
“What was that just now?”
“Which powerful being manifested? How could such a terrifying Kun Peng be directly struck dead by a thunderbolt?”
“A Dao Integration Immortal Sage?”
“I think an ordinary Immortal Sage wouldn’t be able to do this.”
“Above Dao Integration? Impossible!”
…
Like everyone else, Li Fan was also greatly shocked at this moment.
However, he was not shocked by the terrifying power of the purple figure.
He was shocked by his identity.
“Senior Brother Zhang Qianmo?”
Li Fan looked up at the sky where the purple aura dissipated, incredulous.
The cold voice he had just heard, Li Fan had heard many times before, and it was extremely familiar to him.
Coupled with the familiar phrase “evil demon” and the purple thunderbolt that easily killed Ye Feipeng…
Li Fan could almost be sure that the purple figure sitting above the sky just now was his Senior Brother Zhang Qianmo he had met in 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, mastering the mysterious Purple Core Rebirth Technique, killing Golden Core cultivators during Foundation Establishment as if slaughtering chickens and dogs.
Proud and arrogant, he had once made three grand vows.
The first vow was to “exterminate all demons and monsters, and bring peace to the world.”
“Now it seems that Senior Brother Zhang not only lived from ancient times to the present, but he may have even fulfilled his first vow.”
Recalling Zhang Qianmo’s words “evil demon, dare to come out and die”, combined with the memories Ye Feipeng obtained from his inheritance of a period when demonic beasts fled for their lives, and the current situation where many demonic beasts were extinct in the cultivation world…
Li Fan could infer that all the demonic beasts in this cultivation world had been slaughtered by Senior Brother Zhang.
Even if they hadn’t been completely exterminated, they could only hide somewhere and never dare to set foot in the cultivation world again.
Although Ye Feipeng had extraordinary luck, awakened his Kun Peng bloodline, and thus gained the qualifications for Dao Integration by forcibly swallowing Crimson Flame…
But…
Blessings lie in misfortune, misfortunes lie in blessings.
Because of this Kun Peng bloodline, he attracted the attention of Zhang Qianmo.
In order to swallow Crimson Flame and Zhang Zhiliang in one gulp, the fatty Ye Feipeng would undoubtedly have fully activated the power of the Kun Peng bloodline within him.
With the assistance of the Canghai Pearl, he would have become almost identical to the ancient demonic beast Kun Peng.
This is why he was mercilessly killed by Senior Brother Zhang.
The triumphant cry of the Kun Peng still seemed to echo in Li Fan’s ears.
Li Fan couldn’t help but wonder what Senior Brother Zhang’s cultivation level was now.
Was it Dao Integration or Longevity Immortal?
Zhang Qianmo’s figure did not arrive the moment the Kun Peng appeared.
He only arrived when the beast had already devoured Crimson Flame and was about to flee far away.
Zhang Qianmo arrived late at the last moment.
If Ye Feipeng, after swallowing Crimson Flame, didn’t become arrogant and cry out victoriously, but instead directly fled far away, could he have avoided Zhang Qianmo’s blow, and thus survived?
The face of Ye Feipeng appeared in front of him, and Li Fan couldn’t help but shake his head slightly.
“Knowing that there exists such a god of killing for demonic beasts, the ancestor of the Ye family, who saved the Kun Peng, still chose to pass on the Kun Peng Essence Blood to mortals…”
“Hmph, it seems he wasn’t so benevolent.”
“Senior Brother Zhang, you’ve done well!”
While sighing in his heart, Li Fan frowned slightly.
He remembered the voice of Zhang Qianmo before was composed of two overlapping voices.
One was his original voice.
And the other was a childish voice.
“Martial Fool, a reincarnation of a great power, purple thunder…”
Li Fan squinted his eyes, a past event involuntarily surfacing in his mind.
When he first killed Sikong Yi, a disciple of the Sun Stealing Sect.
He learned from the two remnant souls in the Sun Stealing Token how Sikong Yi’s cheap master, Sikong Bo, fled to the Cong Yun Sea.
At that time, Sikong Bo wanted to refine a clone and happened to encounter an extremely talented child with extraordinary luck in a rural mountain village.
He wanted to steal the child’s essence blood, but somewhat embarrassingly found that a Nascent Soul cultivator also coveted the child.
Furthermore, that Nascent Soul cultivator was ready to possess the child at any time.
In the midst of a battle between Sikong Bo and the Nascent Soul cultivator, the child suddenly appeared and, without a word, directly refined the Nascent Soul cultivator.
Sikong Bo ran away, but the child was very familiar with the methods of the Sun Stealing Sect.
He couldn’t shake the child off no matter what.
Helpless, in order to survive, Sikong Bo had to release all the remnant souls in the Sun Stealing Token.
Although he escaped with his life, all the souls of his predecessors were shattered by a purple thunderbolt that descended from the sky.
“Was the child Sikong Bo encountered back then Senior Brother Zhang?”
“Was he also Martial Fool?”
Li Fan had previously seen information about Martial Fool in Tianyu Prefecture.
He was a child of six or seven years old who was obsessed with martial arts and loved to challenge people.
He had astonishing combat power and was rumored to be invincible in the same realm even though he was only Nascent Soul cultivation.
He could even rival Soul Transformation cultivators in battle.
At that time, Li Fan didn’t associate him with the child in Sikong Bo’s memory.
Even less did he expect him to be the reincarnation of Zhang Qianmo.
“No, the power of the thunder that just struck down the Kun Peng is not something that Nascent Soul cultivation can achieve.”
“What kind of divine ability is Senior Brother Zhang cultivating?”
Just as Li Fan was pondering, the exclamations of the nearby cultivators interrupted him.
“Look! Zhang Zhiliang is still alive.”
“Crimson Flame! Crimson Flame is there too!”
Li Fan suddenly looked up and saw in mid-air, where the Kun Peng’s body had been burned to almost nothing.
The somewhat embarrassed figure of Zhang Zhiliang appeared again.
Not far away, Crimson Flame stood facing him, flames dancing around him.