Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1287 - 884 historians_2

He couldn’t stay hidden and avoid the public eye forever, as his archenemy Zhen Yuanzi was always watching him from outside. The moment his true form left the North Sea, he would immediately face an ambush from him.

Kunpeng was certainly not afraid of Zhen Yuanzi. Did he think being a Demon Master was for nothing? With the terrifying fate bestowed by the Heaven Court, when it came to cultivation, Ancestor Kunpeng was definitely superior to Zhen Yuanzi.

It could even be said that the powerhouses of the Heaven Court were the cream of the crop in their respective realms, and few could contend with them. If the Heaven Court didn’t offer such great benefits, why would Di Jun and the others bother to create it? And why would Ancestor Kunpeng have joined it?

It was precisely because he had created the Heaven Court that Di Jun and others stood out among the Innate Saints, their prominence even surpassing the Saints.

What Ancestor Kunpeng feared was not Zhen Yuanzi, but the cold arrows lurking in the dark. During his years in the Heaven Court, he had received supreme glory, but as a result, he had offended many.

There was no guarantee that these people wouldn’t secretly shoot cold arrows at him while he was engaged in battle with Zhen Yuanzi. Moreover, Ancestor Kunpeng was well aware that the Human Race had been wanting to kill him for more than a year or two.

If he really left the North Sea, he feared it would be very difficult for him to return alive. Therefore, Ancestor Kunpeng had been content to stay at home, not taking a single step out of the North Sea for tens of millions of years.

But today, this veteran homebody of the prehistoric world couldn’t hold back any longer. In the Demon Master’s Hall, he was unleashing thunderous fury, constantly cursing at the First Emperor and Jiang Chen.

He was furious!

In just a single day, he had lost two of his avatars in succession.

These were avatars, not mere incarnations, cultivated through hard work. Heaven only knows how many resources he had expended to cultivate these two avatars. If he had used these resources to cultivate disciples, he could have trained two Quasi-Saint late-stage disciples by now.

With such a huge loss, how could Ancestor Kunpeng not be outraged? If it wasn’t for knowing that the First Emperor wouldn’t last much longer even if he didn’t take action, he might have really rushed out of the North Sea in fury and fought a desperate fight with the First Emperor.

"Jiang Chen, you little wretch, daring to destroy my avatars, once the Martial Dao will of the First Emperor dissipates, it will be your time to fall." At this moment, Ancestor Kunpeng harbored an intent to kill Jiang Chen.

This guy must not be left alive. In just how many years, he had become a great scourge of the Demon Clan, forcing out the fail-safes left by Taiyi and Di Jun. If he were given more time to grow, Ancestor Kunpeng dared not imagine what Jiang Chen could become.

He feared that in a few thousand years, he would no longer be Jiang Chen’s match. By then, would Jiang Chen still tolerate him?

Strike first to gain the advantage, strike late and suffer the consequences. Ancestor Kunpeng made up his mind, even if it meant risking a fallout with the Human Race, to kill Jiang Chen before he could grow stronger.

Moreover, now was the best time to make a move against Jiang Chen. Among the entire Human Race, what Ancestor Kunpeng feared the most was the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi.

But now, including the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, most of the Human Race’s top masters were blocked by the Great Divine Transcendents of the Mystic Sect in the Fire Cloud Cave and could not come out.

Under these circumstances, Ancestor Kunpeng believed that even if he killed Jiang Chen, the Human Race would not be able to do anything to him. Looking at the whole Human Race, apart from Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, who else could be his opponent?

"Jiang Chen, your death is certain!"

Quietly determined, Ancestor Kunpeng sat cross-legged on a cushion, ready to devise a plan to quickly slay Jiang Chen. However, just as he settled down, two powerful auras approached from afar.

"It’s Da Yu and Jiang Chen; what are they doing here? Could it be..."

"Damn it, I haven’t even gone to trouble them yet, and they have the audacity to come knocking on my door first, truly seeking death."

Ancestor Kunpeng, a man of great intelligence, immediately sensed the purpose of the First Emperor and Jiang Chen the moment he felt their auras, and his face sank, his sullen eyes becoming even more ominous, his entire being exuding a terrifying aura.

"Hmph, do you think this is some random place? Once you enter the North Sea, do you still think you can live to return? Do you really believe that by joining forces, you can come close to Fuxi?"

With a cold laugh, without waiting for the two to come to him, Ancestor Kunpeng took the initiative to confront them.

"Although the North Sea is bitterly cold, it can be called a treasure trove, with countless resources and plentiful wilderness species, which can completely serve as a fishing ground for our clan."

Stepping into the North Sea, Jiang Chen smiled at the continuously moving wilderness species ahead, and said to the First Emperor by his side.

Jiang Chen had long harbored the idea of transforming the North Sea into a fishery for the Human Race, but unfortunately, his strength had not sufficed back then. Even with the will, he was powerless. But now, he felt he possessed the power to turn the thoughts in his mind into reality.

"A fishery?"

"That sounds pretty good."

"The North Sea boasts innumerable resources. It is by leveraging these resources that the ancestral Kunpeng stealthily nurtured countless experts for the Demon Clan."

"If we could take over the North Sea and rely on its vast resources, at the very least our clan could gain another Great Divine Transcendent, as well as numerous Quasi-Saints and Innate Dao Sovereigns."

Emperor Qin nodded his head, his words betraying his interest in the North Sea.

Truth be told, the resources of the North Sea were indeed a bit plentiful, even surpassing Nanbuzhan Continent; even the initially undeveloped Dongsheng Divine Continent was inferior to the North Sea.

The place known as the North Sea was not simple. It had produced three significant figures, one after another. The first was one of the four sacred beasts, the Black Tortoise; the second was the heaven-supporting Mystic Turtle; and the third was the ancestral Kunpeng.

Moreover, the numerous cataclysms between Heaven and Earth had not affected the North Sea, allowing it to still retain its most primitive state. How could its resources not be abundant?

If not for the North Sea having already produced a Black Tortoise, there would be those who believed that a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial could emerge from it, and they would be believed.

"Your Majesty, how many experts do you think the ancestral Kunpeng has hidden in the North Sea?"

Gazing at the North Sea before him, Jiang Chen felt that beneath the surface, countless currents lurked unseen.

Nearly all the Great Divine Transcendents knew that the Demon Clan’s remaining forces were ostensibly in Beijulu Continent, but in reality, they were in the North Sea.

It was precisely for this reason that although Zhen Yuanzi hated the ancestral Kunpeng to death, he dared not set foot in the North Sea.

Because he knew that once he entered the North Sea, he would face not just the ancestral Kunpeng, but the siege of numerous Innate Dao Sovereigns.

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"The Demon Clan had anticipated early on that their decisive battle with the Witch Clan would result in mutual destruction. Therefore, before the battle, they made arrangements in advance, hiding a part of Heaven’s Pride in the North Sea, planning for the future."

"So many years have passed, who knows how many strong ones have been born from these Heaven’s Prides combined with the local Heaven’s Pride of the North Sea."

"Back when I was managing the waters, I secretly probed the North Sea, and in just a fleeting glimpse, I discovered seventy to eighty Innate Dao Sovereigns. How many more are hidden in the dark remains unknown, but it’s unlikely to be fewer than this number."

"After all, so many years have passed."

Emperor Qin shook his head. He couldn’t gauge how much power the ancestral Kunpeng had truly hidden in the North Sea. His visit to the North Sea this time was twofold: firstly, to slay the ancestral Kunpeng, and secondly, to gauge the depth of the North Sea.

What kind of person was Di Jun? How could he possibly not make any arrangements before the decisive battle between the Witches and Demons, allowing the Demon Clan to fall into ruin? He definitely left a contingency plan, and his plan was in the North Sea, managed by the ancestral Kunpeng.

During the great battle between the Witches and Demons, the ancestral Kunpeng indeed fled at the last moment. However, he did not betray the Demon Clan but carried the future of the clan on his shoulders, having left under the name of a traitor.

Di Jun entrusted all the remaining power of the Demon Clan to him, instructing him to operate in the shadows for a revival.

This plan, unclear to all back in the day, has since been fully understood as the times have changed, revealing the true scheme of Di Jun.

But what of it? Even with a clearer view, no one attacked the North Sea to destroy the last strength of the Demon Clan, nor did anyone suppress their growth.

Because by the time the Great Divine Transcendents saw the truth, the Human Race had already grown too large and began to slip from their control. And to counterbalance the Human Race, the last power of the Demon Clan had to be preserved.