Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage

Kunpeng, having received the imperial edict from Di Jun along with a talisman, headed to the depths of the Celestial Realm.

Though the talisman flew swiftly, Kunpeng’s speed was not slow either. The ancient sages spoke of "soaring up ninety thousand li," but those ancients writing books always preferred hyperbole, so this ninety thousand li is naturally an exaggeration. This lord of myriad demons could span much more than ninety thousand li with a single flap of his wings—perhaps even two hundred and ninety thousand li! Yet, even with such speed, he barely caught up with the talisman.

After flying for three whole days, the white clouds of the Celestial Realm whizzed past him, and tiny cracks began to appear in the void before him, leaking small amounts of Chaotic Aura. However, these were quickly repaired.

Before long, he saw a white-robed Taoist and Di Jun sitting cross-legged on the ground, ingesting Golden Cores and stabilizing the spatial cracks, with a vast Mountains and Rivers Map spread out before them as if it covered the entire heaven and earth. Kunpeng felt an overwhelming surge of Great Dao Magical Power which made him want to prostrate in reverence. Only when the Qian Kun Dual Energies within him circulated, could he dispel the terrifying sensation.

"Heavenly Emperor," Kunpeng bowed respectfully as he approached Di Jun.

"This is Hong Jun Taoist Patriarch," said Di Jun to Kunpeng.

Kunpeng was inwardly shocked and turned to bow to Hong Jun as well, thinking to himself, "It seems that my elevation to sainthood is no deception."

Kunpeng said, "Kunpeng pays his respects to Hong Jun Taoist Patriarch."

Hong Jun said, "Dispense with the formalities."

Di Jun and Hong Jun were suppressing the void, their embodiment a manifestation of the Dao that sent shivers down anyone’s spine. Kunpeng felt extreme discomfort all over.

"Kunpeng, do you know the maximum number of Heavenly Dao Saints that this heaven and earth can accommodate?" Di Jun spoke indifferently.