Chapter 637 - 637 245 Exposure of Hiding Place_2


637: Chapter 245 Exposure of Hiding Place_2 637: Chapter 245 Exposure of Hiding Place_2 The expression in the Primordial Phoenix’s eyes grew ever colder.


On her face, a sneer appeared, filled with disdain.


“Descendants like ants, how could you understand the Ancestral Dragon’s strength?


Even if one were defeated by the Ancestral Dragon, it would be an honor.


The Ancestral Dragon’s power ranked in the top ten even during the Primordial era, making it one of the mightiest of gods and demons.”


At this point, the Primordial Phoenix paused and said proudly, “Initially, I could be considered the greatest rival of the Ancestral Dragon.


We battled over a dozen times, and I lost to him only once, and by a single move at that.


Moreover, the Ancestral Dragon was unable to kill me; he simply couldn’t.”


“Then how did you die?”


Sun Wukong said sarcastically.


The Primordial Phoenix abruptly gasped in a breath of cold air.


“During the chaotic battle among gods and demons, everyone went mad as if possessed, only knowing slaughter.


I saw gods and demons fading away, some maniacally laughing as they reaped the lives of other gods and demons.


Who orchestrated all of this?


Haotian?


Or was it The Three Pure Ones?


What exactly happened during the Primordial era?


Why can’t I remember?”


The Primordial Phoenix seemed to descend into madness; she clutched her head and talked somewhat crazily.


Sun Wukong and Ao Zhan were somewhat shocked.


They exchanged glances, seeing the gravity in each other’s eyes.


Could it be that those brought back to life by that immortal technique are all somewhat insane?


Or is it just the Primordial Phoenix who is like this?


Sun Wukong inclined towards the latter possibility; it was only the Primordial Phoenix who was not sane.


At this moment, the Primordial Phoenix suddenly stilled.


She stared at Sun Wukong and Ao Zhan with a cold, murderous look.


“You remind me of some rather unpleasant memories, so I’ve decided to kill you both to compensate for my losses.”


The Primordial Phoenix’s expression was icy as she stared at Sun Wukong and Ao Zhan, ready to strike at any moment.


Sun Wukong and Ao Zhan braced themselves for a big fight.


The Primordial Phoenix they had just dealt with was already tough enough.


Now, caught in a near-maddened state, the Primordial Phoenix was likely even more difficult to combat.


Sun Wukong channeled mana into his Jingu Bang.


He was already preparing for a desperate fight.


If all else failed, he would have to flee with Ao Zhan and Fan Yao.


As for Huaguo Mountain, they would have to abandon it for the time being.


After all, no matter how important possessions were, they were certainly not as precious as life.


With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Sun Wukong was ready to retreat at any moment.


Just then, a figure appeared, standing in front of the Primordial Phoenix.


The previously somewhat mad Primordial Phoenix instantly calmed down, then staggered back many steps with a shocked expression.


Her face filled with terror, she stared at the newcomer, her expression filled with deep wariness.


Sun Wukong was surprised.


How had the invincible Primordial Phoenix suddenly turned into this?


Who was this man who appeared, capable of causing such a reaction from the Primordial Phoenix?


Curiosity surged in Sun Wukong’s heart.


“Greetings, Father.”


Just then, Ao Zhan greeted the newcomer.


Sun Wukong gasped in shock.


He now knew who the newcomer was; it was the Ancestral Dragon.


No matter what, Sun Wukong had never expected to meet the Ancestral Dragon one day.


It seemed that the Primordial Gods and Demons had truly returned.


It wasn’t long before both the Ancestral Dragon and the Primordial Phoenix showed up; might the Primordial Qilin also appear soon?


Some things, he could not bear to mention.


Just as Sun Wukong’s thought arose, a mountainous-sized mythical beast appeared, none other than the Qilin.


But the ancient, barbaric aura that radiated from the Qilin clearly told Sun Wukong the identity of the other.


The Primordial Qilin.


The progenitor of all Qilin, a mighty god and demon legendary for dying in battle in ancient times.


Now, they had indeed all gathered here.


The attention of the Primordial Phoenix shifted away from Sun Wukong.


She knew very well that with the Ancestral Dragon here, he would not allow her to kill Sun Wukong.


The Primordial Phoenix decisively gave up on troubling Sun Wukong.


After all, she had already been resurrected, and it did not matter delaying for a bit.


“You all have also resurrected, it seems I guessed right that a supreme being conceived of us, allowing us to transition from illusion to reality, to be resurrected in this era.”


The Primordial Qilin was a man of extremely rough appearance; this was his human form.


At this moment, he looked earnestly at the Ancestral Dragon and the Primordial Phoenix.


He too was deeply shocked about his own resurrection.


Who was this powerful being capable of such profound mana?


The main point was that after their resurrection, they had not lost their mana, being just as robust as in their peak times.


This was something not even The Three Pure Ones could achieve, or only with unimaginable cost.


“What exactly is going on?


Who did this, and why resurrect us?”


The Primordial Phoenix also inquired.


Both turned their gaze toward the Ancestral Dragon.


The Ancestral Dragon, who hadn’t spoken yet, saw both staring at him and nodded, saying, “You are both right.”


They were speechless since they hadn’t said anything yet.


Clearly, the Ancestral Dragon was absent-minded, utterly uninterested in their topic.


“By the way, Primordial Phoenix, what are you doing here?


Have you spotted another handsome god?”


The Primordial Qilin asked curiously.


It was typical of the Primordial Phoenix’s character, not meant as a mockery.


The Primordial Phoenix smiled faintly, her gaze falling on Sun Wukong, and said, “You guessed wrong.


I came to avenge my son.”


Avenge?


The Primordial Qilin was slightly stunned, his gaze turning to Sun Wukong.


Seeing that Sun Wukong was merely a Heavenly Venerate, he immediately showed a look of disdain.


“Just a Heavenly Venerate, eh?


Could have just crushed him with a slap, what’s the delay for?”