Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything-Chapter 718: Zen Master Wuchao: Sitting at home, calamity comes from above.

And he felt that this conjecture was very much in line with the truth.

Of course, Jiang Liu felt that he lacked the ability to verify this guess.

After all, possessing a treasure attracts blame, and there are not a few Quasi-Saints in the three realms and six paths. If he were to seek verification from Master Wuchao himself, he wouldn't admit it, right?

"However..."

However, after a brief contemplation, Jiang Liu immediately shook his head and sighed to himself.

Although he seemed to lack the qualifications to seek verification from Master Wuchao, who was at a Quasi-Saint level, he was able to think of these details, and undoubtedly, many others could, including some Quasi-Saints.

It seems that the upcoming days would be difficult for Master Wuchao.

...

Leaving aside Jiang Liu's thoughts, on the other side, the Great Jade Emperor, Tathagata, and even many hidden powerhouses, had been alerted at this time.

Kunpeng's full force attack shook the entire three realms, with such a huge commotion, it was absolutely impossible to go unnoticed.

Compared to Kunpeng's terrifying power, of course, why Kunpeng attacked and who he attacked was of concern to everyone, right?

The variegated powerhouses, each with their own divine skills, soon precisely found the information they wanted after an investigation.

Originally, the battle was between Kunpeng and Maitreya Buddha, and just as Maitreya Buddha was on the verge of being slain by Kunpeng, suddenly, Sage Jieyin threw the Jieyin Treasure from the void to save Maitreya Buddha's life.

This act, naturally fitting within the bounds of reason, was not surprising.

As one of the Three-World Buddhas, the Future Buddha, Sage Jieyin personally rescuing someone seemed plausible.

However, facing a sage, Kunpeng audaciously continued his attack?

This reaction left countless powerhouses bewildered.

The veneration of a sage should not be tarnished, yet Kunpeng dared to attack a sage?

What could drive him to such madness!?

After a series of covert and overt investigations by a group of powerhouses, a piece of shocking news soon emerged.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi!

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Originally, when Ancestor Hongyun was killed, his Hongmeng Purple Qi actually fell into the hands of Eastern Emperor Taiyi, this fact had been unknown for many years.

It was even more unexpected that when Eastern Emperor Taiyi met his demise, he left behind the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Initially, only one or two powerhouses barely managed to find out about the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

However, as time passed, there are no walls in the world that don't leak.

Gradually, more and more people learned of the true situation.

In the recent days, Flame Cloud Entertainment City has been even livelier than before because consistently, mysterious Quasi-Saints have come, and then, either openly or secretly, they reach out to the three Demons Tiger, Deer, and Sheep to inquire about the ice cave at Zhongnan Mountain.

Naturally, the ice cave at Zhongnan Mountain has also become famous these recent days.

Many people, even though they know they will find nothing, still cannot help but go and see.

Of course, those who have been investigating lately have found nothing.

...

At Foutu Mountain, a Fusang Divine Tree towers. At the very top of the divine tree, a large bird's nest is perched, within which Master Wuchao sits cross-legged, quietly meditating in the nest, his spirit entering meditation.

However, it was unknown how much time had passed when suddenly Master Wuchao's heart stirred slightly, and he opened his eyes, feeling a sense of palpitation within.

"This feeling, could it be that something bad is about to happen!?" Sensing his own palpitations, Master Wuchao muttered to himself and immediately began to calculate with his fingers.

Well, at this time, the Immeasurable Kalpa was erupting between heaven and earth, and the secrets of the heavens were obscure and unclear. Even though the calculation was not about the Journey to the West for Scriptures, it was much more difficult than usual for him to divine anything.

After a series of calculations, Master Wuchao had exhausted a lot of mental energy, yet he could only determine that a disaster was approaching him.

He could divine no more beyond that.

"This really is a case of 'trouble finding you without leaving home'..." After divining this much, Master Wuchao truly felt like crying.

Compared to others, because of the injuries he carried, Master Wuchao had stayed all these years within his own Foutu Mountain and had no intentions of leaving.

Hence, he had absolutely no interest in the events occurring within the Three Realms and the Six Paths.

For instance, Sect Master Tongtian had taken a new disciple, slain the Baosheng Buddha, and had even nearly slain the Empress?

Master Wuchao had heard of it, but it did not concern him.

Or for instance, in recent days, the Three Realms shook with rumors that Kunpeng had recklessly attacked a Sage Jieyin?

Although surprised at when Kunpeng had developed such boldness, Master Wuchao stayed at Foutu Mountain and had no intention of seeking further information.

Yet, he hadn't expected that despite staying indoors, a disaster was still heading his way?

"Alas..."

He sighed quietly and stood up from his nest.

The most terrifying thing in the world was the Immeasurable Kalpa, but, having made some acquaintance with Xuanzang, he thought that the great calamity of his Journey to the West probably had little to do with him.

As long as it wasn't the great calamity of the Journey to the West, Master Wuchao felt there was no need to fear anyone else.

"Whatever the source of this disaster, bring it on. I want to see who dares to seek their death here!" he inhaled deeply, and muttered to himself, filled with confidence.

During his speech, a Treasure Gourd was promptly taken out and placed in front of him.

Boom, boom, boom...

Almost as if to confirm the suspicions in Master Wuchao's mind, not long after, the sunny Foutu Mountain was suddenly covered by a large swath of dense clouds that came from nowhere.

Within these clouds, one could hear the sounds of thunder, continuously echoing.

Master Wuchao raised his head, looking at the dense clouds that had suddenly drifted over Foutu Mountain Peak, his brows tightly furrowed.

If it were just a simple cloud cover, Master Wuchao would naturally not be concerned.

However, his intuition told him that within this cloud cover lurked a terrible danger.

Moreover, as Master Wuchao raised his eyes to look at the clouds in the sky, he could vaguely discern a glimpse of scales and claws.

"This powerful aura..."

Looking at the clouds in the sky and feeling the violent and deep aura within them, Master Wuchao, who had been full of confidence, now had a serious expression flickering in his eyes.

Although the enemy inside the clouds had not fully revealed itself yet, Master Wuchao could feel that the aura within the clouds was definitely at the Quasi-Saint Level.

Roar!

Finally, as Master Wuchao watched, a deep roar resonated from within the thick clouds, and a black dragon head slowly emerged from them in the sky.

"Dragon Clan!?" Seeing the head emerging from the clouds, Master Wuchao's gaze filled with a serious expression.

If it were the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, that would not be too concerning.

But the Quasi-Saint Cultivation of this Dragon Ball certainly couldn't belong to the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas!

Before the Shaman-Demon ruled the Primordial Continent, the world was controlled by the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans.

This member of the Dragon Clan was clearly one of those who had survived the great calamity of the Dragon and Phoenix.

After all, following the great Shaman-Demon war, though most had fallen, there were a few survivors, like himself, like Demon Master Kunpeng, and a few other Demon Gods.

Similarly, despite the fall of the three clans during the great calamity, there were likely a few who had survived.

It appeared that this member of the Dragon Clan had survived from the great calamity of the Dragon and Phoenix.

"Crown Prince of the Demon Clan? Your cultivation level is not bad! Hand it over!" the dragon head emerged from the clouds, its voice commanding, addressing Master Wuchao.

Without any intention of playing dumb, once it had spoken, the dragon's mouth continued: "Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi!?"

Hongmeng Purple Qi!? He had come for the Hongmeng Purple Qi!?

The words of this Ancient Dragon Clan caused Master Wuchao's pupils to sharply contract.