Chapter 128 Emperor Jun endured the humiliation and Fuxi was in a miserable state!
“Calm down?”

Cang Xuan stared at Di Jun, a meaningful arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke slowly.

The four phases of creation, together with the veins of the Kunlun Mountains, are enough to condense into a supreme formation with boundless power.

It was for this reason that Emperor Jun had a kind face and traveled thousands of miles with Xihe to arrive in front of the gate of Kunlun Mountain.

If there was a way to break the formation, he would have rushed in directly.

“My dear friend, Fuxi is the Demon King of my Demon Court and the elder brother of Nuwa. Now he is suffering the pain of being whipped and burned. This is really the biggest mistake in the world!”

“I have come here this time to apologize to Taiqing Laozi and discuss the treatment of Fuxi. I hope you can inform me on my behalf!”

“This is the Sun Essence Wheel, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It can be used as a symbol of my identity!”

Di Jun forcibly suppressed his humiliation, summoned out the Sun Essence Wheel, and forced it into Cang Xuan’s hands.

This treasure was born on the Sun Star, and is one of Emperor Jun’s companion treasures along with the Moon Essence Wheel, the River Map, and the Luoshu.

After he founded the Demon Court, the former became a symbol of the Heavenly Emperor’s authority. However, now, he was forced to give it up.

Di Jun felt a pain in his heart as if it was being cut by a knife, and his face felt as if it had been slapped thousands of times, burning, embarrassing and uncomfortable.

“That’s how you show your sincerity!”

“How can you ask for help when you come here empty-handed?”

“No need to put on a forced smile. Don’t worry, this top-grade innate spiritual treasure has no fate with my Xuanmen. You should take it back!”

“Besides, how can a mere top-grade innate spiritual treasure compensate Junior Brother Xuandu for his losses!”

Cang Xuan shook his right hand lightly and threw the Sun Essence Wheel back to Di Jun.

From beginning to end, he looked indifferent, as if this top-grade innate spiritual treasure was nothing more than a stone in a toilet and was worthless.

Seeing this scene, Di Jun felt even more humiliated. His precious treasure was actually thrown away by Cang Xuan like garbage.

Where is the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven?
“My friend, can we enter Kunlun Mountain?”

Xihe asked calmly and steadily.

“Come with me!”

Cang Xuan nodded slightly, then stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew lightly towards the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Behind them, Di Jun and Xihe were about to activate their magic power, but they suddenly felt a sense of crisis in their hearts.

Looking up into the void, the Four Phases of Creation were staring at him covetously, and the violent energy was ready to explode.

It seemed as if they would encounter a catastrophic disaster as soon as they used their magical powers.

“This is a great shame and humiliation. This emperor cannot accept this!”

Di Jun gnashed his teeth in hatred, but he dared not act rashly for fear of triggering the unknown danger.

In this scene, there was no doubt that Taiqing Laozi was openly teasing him and did not take the Lord of the Three Realms seriously at all.

“Husband, please be patient for now!”

Xihe sighed softly, gently held Dijun’s arm with her jade hand, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

“We came to Kunlun Mountain this time to save Fuxi, and we must endure all the humiliation.”

“When there’s a chance in the future, I’ll wash away today’s shame!”

After saying that, Xihe rushed ahead, stepped on the jade steps, and climbed Mount Kunlun with Dijun.

Although their steps were steady, their hearts were like the turbulent sea, with waves rising and falling.

“Hmph, you’re still patient. That’s good!”

Cang Xuan’s divine sense swept over the two of them, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Only after going through hardships and deeply understanding the difficulty of saving Fuxi, will Emperor Jun willingly take out the River Map and the Luoshu.”

“By that time, even if this matter spreads throughout the prehistoric world, my Xuanmen and Master Sanqing will not be blamed by the world.”

“One is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten, neither of them bullies others by taking advantage of their power. This is the great power of the Three Pure Ones!”

Cang Xuan was secretly planning in his mind, and an open conspiracy should be carried out without any loopholes.

If you actively ask for some things, people will gossip about you.

Only when the other party is willing to hand over the treasure, feeling that they have gotten a great deal, can it be truly perfect.

A moment later, Di Jun and Xihe finally arrived in front of Taiqing Palace. Although their expressions looked calm and ordinary, their inner anger was actually burning fiercely and could explode at any time.

Snapped!
Snapped!
The black iron golden whip was dipped in the Samadhi True Fire and it whipped Fuxi fiercely.

Blood was spilled all over the ground and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

“Stop it now!”

When Di Jun saw this scene, he hurriedly spoke out to stop it, with a trace of pain and anger in his eyes.

Rushing forward, Di Jun wanted to snatch the black iron golden whip from the White Crane Boy, trying to relieve Fuxi’s pain and torture.

“Emperor of Heaven, you should understand that this is a place where saints practice. You must not act rashly!”

The warning from the Antarctic Immortal was serious and deep.

“How can we easily disobey Master Taiqing’s order?”

“Do you want to challenge the majesty of the saint?”

He took a step forward and stood in front of Di Jun.

Since they had received the order from Taiqing Laozi, he and Baihe Tongzi had to strictly carry it out and punish Fuxi.

The Immortal of the South Pole, relying on the reputation of the Saint of Taiqing, completely ignored the status and identity of Emperor Jun.

“You sinner, be punished!”

The White Crane Boy raised the black iron golden whip high, shouted loudly, and whipped Fuxi.

In an instant, a few drops of blood splashed from Fuxi’s body, and even a few drops splashed onto Di Jun’s face.

“Fuxi’s crime was not punishable by death, so why did he have to endure such torture?”

Di Jun’s face had turned ashen, and he stared straight at the Immortal of the South Pole.

“I just hope he can suffer less pain and humiliation. This does not mean that I don’t respect the Saint Taiqing.”

In the Demon Court, Taiyi Golden Immortals like the Nan Ji Xian Weng were not qualified to stand in front of him.

However, at this moment, this ant-like existence dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

Can the disciples of a saint do whatever they want?
“He who knows the current affairs is a hero.”

The Immortal of the South Pole took over the conversation, without any sign of backing down in his tone.

“Until the Emperor of Heaven and Master Taiqing reach an agreement, Junior Brother Baihe and I will follow Master’s orders and continue to punish Fuxi with whipping and burning.”

“If the Emperor of Heaven really wanted to relieve Fuxi’s suffering, why didn’t he go to Taiqing Palace and beg Master Taiqing for forgiveness?”

After saying this, the Immortal of the South Pole took the burning black iron golden whip from the White Crane Boy and whipped Fuxi fiercely.

The loud sound of the whip seemed to explode in Di Jun’s heart.

His face looked even uglier, and he clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could rush forward immediately.

“Emperor of Heaven, Empress!”

Fuxi woke up from the beating, his voice full of pain and regret.

“It’s my fault. I made you put aside your noble status and come here to suffer such humiliation. I deserve to die!”

Seeing Dijun and Xihe, Fuxi seemed to have gone mad.
Endless guilt surged in his heart. He knew in his heart that as the Lord of the Demon Court and the King of the Demon Clan, Di Jun should not have come to Kunlun Mountain in person.

Not only did Xihe suffer humiliation as well, the dignity of the Demon Court and the face of the demon clan were probably completely gone at this moment.

“Don’t blame yourself!”

Di Jun’s voice was firm and powerful, “Fuxi, you are the demon king of my demon clan, and you are also my right-hand man.”

“I will never let you become a victim of Xuandu. If you hold on a little longer, I will go and negotiate with the Saint Taiqing!”

Tears flashed in Di Jun’s eyes. He resolutely walked into Taiqing Palace with Xihe, leaving Fuxi there alone to suffer.

“This is the mind of an emperor!”

Cang Xuan stood aside, secretly sighing in his heart, “Emperor Jun’s method of winning people’s hearts is really brilliant.”

“Under such circumstances, he was able to show his deep affection to Fuxi. No wonder Fuxi was so devoted to him.”

“However, the causal relationship between Fuxi and the demon race is intricate and complicated. I’m afraid he is no longer able to survive.”

Next, let’s see how Taiqing Laozi’s acting skills explode!
(End of this chapter)