Even the Great Emperor of Fengdu was trembling in shock.
“The might of the Prison God is terrifying!”
Suddenly, the Great Emperor of Fengdu seemed to realize something. He bowed to Chu Hao, his expression resolute.
“I see it now! The Prison God is definitely a quasi-sage master!”
Chu Hao was stunned. Was the Great Emperor of Fengdu this ill?
Chu Hao said with a wry smile, “Great Emperor of Fengdu, you jest. I am merely a small Prison God, a newly advanced Grand Luo. How could I be the legendary quasi-sage master?”
However, the Great Emperor of Fengdu’s eyes shone brightly, and he said excitedly:
“Your Excellency Prison God, don't try to deceive me! You are a quasi-sage master! If not for such an existence, who else could accomplish such shocking feats one after another!”
“In just a few minutes, you can transform the spiritually barren Kunlun Mountain into a blessed land with spiritual energy a hundred times denser than the Heavenly Court!”
“With a wave of your hand, you can repel the full-force attacks of two Grand Luo Immortals, and even blast the enshrined veteran Dipamkara Buddha into smithereens!”
“Prison God, you still say you are not a quasi-sage master! Master, please accept my bow!”
The Great Emperor of Fengdu was completely convinced that Chu Hao was a quasi-sage master, his respectful demeanor almost too earnest.
Chu Hao was speechless. “Ah, this…”
Chu Hao also saw the infinitely admiring gazes of the four Jie Sect women, and he couldn't help but smile wryly.
It seemed that an explanation was impossible, and it was unnecessary to explain the Concealing Heaven Formation to the Great Emperor of Fengdu. He would find a night to have a good chat with the four women.
“Let’s go, let’s go back and eat.”
Chu Hao was too lazy to explain.
He had killed a Grand Luo Immortal and two Taiyi Golden Immortals from the Western Sect, but now Chu Hao still had a mission to complete involving a Taiyi Golden Immortal head.
Chu Hao was now very troubled. Who should he find?
…
On the other side.
Yu Winged Immortal, transformed into a Golden-Winged Great Peng, flew away rapidly, his face filled with terror and panic.
Even after fleeing hundreds of thousands of miles, Yu Winged Immortal dared not stop. He kept muttering to himself nervously:
“Too terrifying, too terrifying! That Prison God is so cunning!”
“His strength must have already reached the late stage of the Grand Luo Golden Immortal, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand my attack so easily.”
“Moreover, that Prison God is too meticulous. He has been feigning weakness. He must have anticipated that even if the Buddha sealed off the Western Paradise, Dipamkara Buddha would still come to trouble him, and even guessed that Dipamkara Buddha would bring me along to seek revenge!”
“That must be it. He must have calculated everything, feigning weakness to lure me into Kunlun Mountain, and then have the quasi-sage master hidden in Kunlun Mountain ready to make the final strike.”
“If I weren't the Golden-Winged Great Peng, I would have died today. This Prison God Chu Hao is almost demonic in his wisdom, and he is also so forbearing and low-key. I must not provoke him, I must not provoke him!”
After witnessing Chu Hao's strength and meticulous mind, Yu Winged Immortal began to be quite wary of Chu Hao.
Yu Winged Immortal only felt that Chu Hao was almost demonic in his wisdom. He had already seen through everything. This Kunlun Mountain was probably a mousetrap set by the Heavenly Court.
Anyone who wanted to eat the bait in the mousetrap would be trapped and killed!
Yu Winged Immortal secretly rejoiced that he was resourceful and decisively chose to escape. After all, it was better for a fellow Daoist to die than for oneself to suffer. The death of a Dipamkara Buddha was not a big deal!
As for the revenge for Junior Brother Li Jing, or the face of the Western Sect, those were all nonsense. Nothing was more important than his own life.
