Chapter 1049: The Death of the Kunpeng

The Jade Emperor spoke, and all the immortals and Buddhas present turned to look at Susan beneath the Jade Pool, whispering among themselves. The sudden development made Susan blush with shame yet feel sweet in her heart.
Huang Long, hearing this, did not hide it and nodded, explaining his relationship with Susan, Livia, and Vitya. The three women had followed him for many years, and he felt it was time to give them a proper status.
Hearing Huang Long admit his relationship with them in front of all the immortals and Buddhas, the three women’s beautiful eyes filled with tears, their faces glowing with joy.
“Huang Long has been gone for a million years, gained the Chaos Bell, greatly enhanced his strength, and won over three beautiful women—how enviable!” After listening to Huang Long’s words, the Jade Emperor was momentarily stunned before smiling.
Meanwhile, Kunpeng stared at Susan, Livia, Vitya, and Huang Yi, his mung-green eyes gleaming coldly.
Huang Long noticed everyone’s expressions, including Kunpeng’s, and sneered inwardly.
Of course, this Jade Emperor wasn’t much better either—smiling and toasting at the banquet, yet his words touched on the Chaos Bell, his relationship with the Chan School, and Ji Meng, whom Huang Long had killed before. It seemed casual, but it hid deadly intent and malicious motives.
Huang Long looked at the smiling Jade Emperor as if he were a child playing at his feet, finding it amusing.
Previously, he had thought the Jade Emperor was supreme, someone he could only look up to, but now he saw no difference between him and a clown.
“Could it be because of attaining sainthood?” Huang Long wondered, sensing the change in his own mindset.
However, the Queen Mother beside the Jade Emperor rarely spoke.
A few hours later, the Jade Pool banquet came to an end. The immortals and Buddhas stood up to bid farewell to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother. Huang Long also left with Susan and the others.
“Second brother, this Peach Festival wasn’t anything special—boring at that. How about we hold our own Festival of Divine Fruits? We can invite Hao Tian and the Queen Mother to taste our innate divine fruits,” Huang Yi said jokingly on the way out of the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Huang Long smiled at this: “Nonsense.”
“Sister Huang Yi isn’t entirely wrong. Huang Long, the Wind-Thunder Divine Fruit, the Flame-Gold Fruit, the Emerald Thunder Fruit, the Dragon Essence Fruit—these innate divine fruits each have unique merits compared to peaches. Holding a Festival of Divine Fruits wouldn’t be a bad idea!” Susan spoke up.
“Yes, Huang Long. It would liven up Erxian Mountain too,” Livia added.
Vitya remained silent, smiling, but it seemed she agreed with Huang Yi and the three women as well. Well, it seemed all the women were on the same side now.

Huang Long mused, “Hosting a divine fruit festival isn’t impossible, but let’s discuss this later!” Currently, within the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron, there were various innate divine trees such as the Wind and Thunder Divine Tree, the Fiery Gold Divine Tree, the Emerald Thunder Tree, and the Dragon Origin Divine Tree. Huang Long indeed wasn’t short of innate divine fruits; he could hold a divine fruit festival and, like the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, use it as an opportunity to gather forces from all directions, just like with the Peach Festival. Yet, for Huang Long, the most important thing right now was to strengthen his power. He felt that once the Central Sacred Lord learned he had achieved sainthood, he would likely deal with him personally. Before, he had only sent his top disciple, Qing Cang, to fight because he considered himself unworthy of taking action himself—a mere insect. “Heh! Heh! Heh!” Suddenly, at that moment, a sinister laugh rang out. Then, the entire sky changed—the once-high sun disappeared, replaced by dark clouds. A cold wind howled, and ice flowers drifted through the air. Next, the space fluctuated, and a figure appeared—it was the demon master Kunpeng. “Young Huang Long, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,” Kunpeng said, sneering at Huang Long as he stepped forward. “Oh, is that so? I’ve also been waiting for you for a long time,” Huang Long replied indifferently, staring at Kunpeng. How could Huang Long not know that Kunpeng had been following him the whole time? “Waiting for me?” Kunpeng was stunned for a moment before roaring, “Young Huang Long, the area around here, spanning millions of miles, is sealed off by my Nine-Nine Ice Abyssal Formation. Don’t expect anyone to come save you!” “Is that so?” Huang Long smiled coldly. That made things even easier! “Bring out the Chaos Bell, or don’t blame me for not giving you a chance!” Kunpeng said in a cold voice. “The Chaos Bell?” Huang Long laughed. “I don’t even need it to kill you!” “Hahaha!” Kunpeng laughed loudly. “As expected, you’re arrogant. Then die! I’ll take all your women!” After saying this, Kunpeng unleashed his full power, turning all the dark clouds in the sky into ice. Layer after layer of ice seas rushed toward Huang Long and the others, centered around Kunpeng. These ice seas emitted a sickly green light, extremely cold. The North Abyssal Cold Qi that Kunpeng cultivated was a hundred times more powerful than the extreme cold of the North Abyss. Even figures like Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, would suffer severe headaches in the face of his North Abyssal Cold Qi. But what shocked Kunpeng even more was that when his cold qi reached Huang Long, it completely melted! What terrified him even more was that the cold qi then reversed, coming back even more violently and bitterly cold than before.

“This, you!” Kunpeng stared at the icy cold air from the Northern Abyss that rushed towards him in an instant, terrified, and quickly revealed his true form. Spreading his wings, he soared hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.
In the ancient times of Pangu, among those below the sages, aside from the Speed Ancestor Witch Emperor Jiang, Kunpeng was the fastest.
However, after hiding, he was shocked to see countless Heavenly Dragons appearing high in the sky. These dragons filled the air and ground, quickly surrounding him and wrapping themselves around him.
“What is this true fire? This isn’t the True Fire of Heavenly Dragons!” Kunpeng roared in terror.
The flames from these dragons instantly burned away the icy cold air around Kunpeng and entered his body, starting to burn from within. He knew the power of the True Fire of Heavenly Dragons—it couldn’t be this terrifying.
“This indeed isn’t the True Fire of Heavenly Dragons,” came Huanglong’s indifferent voice at that moment.
Kunpeng felt his soul being burned away as he cried out in pain. Turning to look at Huanglong, he was filled with utter terror: “You… it’s not the True Fire of Heavenly Dragons. Could it be… it’s already impossible?”
Finally, he thought of a possibility. Yet he still couldn’t believe it was true—that Huanglong had already achieved sainthood.
“In these three thousand universes, nothing is impossible,” Huanglong sneered.
This Kunpeng was weaker than Gu Han from the Infinite Gate back then, only reaching near the peak at the end of the twelve eras. Gu Han from the Infinite Gate had been killed by Huanglong effortlessly—how much less could this Kunpeng do?
In the end, Kunpeng was completely burned to ashes under Huanglong’s Sacred Dragon Flame and vanished from existence. It was here that Kunpeng met his end. Originally, Huanglong hadn’t even bothered to kill him, but since he had evil intentions toward Susan and the others, his fate was sealed. Just like Gu Han from the Infinite Gate.
Pitiful. Kunpeng, the demon master born before the creation of Pangu’s world, who had survived countless great calamities, even the Demon Witch Calamity, died like this at the hands of the leader of the Northern Abyss Sect.
Since Huanglong had locked down the surrounding space and disrupted the laws of fate with the Chaos Bell, Kunpeng’s death did not disturb the sages of Pangu or the powerful beings from various factions.
“Let’s go!” Without even looking at where Kunpeng had been burned to ashes, Huanglong led Susan and the others back to Erxian Mountain.