The sun and moon are both wrong: Starting with marrying Gongsun Ling

Chapter 14: The Cataclysmic Disaster of Penglai

Gongshu Yuan, Muren Gui, Zhang Juxian, Wang Yuandu, Suhegu.

Nine Rakshasa, Ardashir, Miher, Varunagupta, Publius.

Takla, Egild, Brunus, Alana—

And finally, there was Chimar from the Teotihuacan civilization.

There are a total of fifteen powerful magical corpses, with one high-ranking magical corpse leading the team.

At this time, with Haihua Yao still in its infancy, if Jiang Mingzi dares to arrive even a moment late...

Then let's just wait for the three islands of Penglai to turn into dust in history...

However, just as Suiyuan was preparing to see them off, a slight change occurred.

Gongsun Peng walked up to Muren Gui, took his black slip without saying a word, and threw his own white slip to him.

"You, who were born in Penglai, really hate Penglai that much?"

Gongshu Yuan coldly replied, "If I remember correctly, your mentor treated you with immense kindness..."

The shepherd ghost was equally embarrassed and annoyed: "Do you think I'd be afraid of dying at a time like this?"

Sui Yuan glanced sideways: "You've been hiding your whole life, so you're finally giving up on hiding?"

Gongsun Peng simply smiled in response.

"I have long since repaid my debt of gratitude to my teacher, and I have also settled my debt to Penglai before I died."

"What I did doesn't count as betraying my master and ancestors."

"I am now repaying another grace, giving back to my Lord for His regeneration."

After saying this, Gongsun Peng turned to look at the Shepherd Ghost.

"We've met a few times, Shepherd Ghost. I believe you won't be afraid to die in crucial moments, but there will be times when your innate supernatural powers will be needed more."

"So it's my turn."

Finally, he asked Suiyuan, "After hiding my whole life, I've finally decided to go home for a visit. May I ask, Lord Suiyuan... if you grant me permission?"

Sui Yuan did not respond immediately: "Could you please inquire about the reason?"

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Peng lowered his head and let out a sigh of relief.

"Because nothing has changed, nothing has changed on this land—"

Only a handful of people present understood the meaning of those words.

But Gongsun Fen did not stop.

"The countries on this land have changed, and even the races have gradually become different from what they used to be. This is no longer the homeland I once knew—"

"That's what I thought at first."

"So I haven't returned here since I fled from the pursuit of the Three Immortals and Penglai hundreds of years ago."

Gongsun Peng chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I don't really consider myself a sentimental person. I haven't even visited the grave of my mentor, who is like a father to me, more than a few times."

"In the very beginning, I did have the idea of ​​coming back to visit, but in the end, I just kept telling myself that I would go back after a while..."

"I'll go back in a while."

"As I was thinking about this, several hundred years had passed without me even realizing it—"

Suiyuan and Gongshuyuan fully understood his meaning, while Gongsun Pang continued speaking.

He raised his hand and looked at his palm: "For me before, all the memories of my homeland have gradually become blurry pictures."

"It wasn't until Lord Suiyuan came to find me a few years ago that I truly made up my mind to come back."

"Actually, I don't have much of an obsession with destroying Penglai. I just want to destroy it so that I can completely give up my hometown and everything in Penglai."

"I believe that the Penglai Islands are no longer the Penglai Islands I know, and my hometown is no longer the same as I remember it."

"So after destroying Penglai, I think if I'm lucky enough not to die—or to put it more simply, if I wasn't chosen at all—then I can probably live a peaceful and eternal life on my own."

"But—" Gongsun Peng said with a sarcastic laugh.

He looked up and gazed into the distance, his eyes fixed on his distant homeland.

"Actually, whether it's Penglai or our homeland... nothing has changed, has it?"

Even if the countries are different and the people are different, the land is still the same land.

When Sui Yuan first saw the great supernatural corpse, tears welled up in his eyes.

"What have I been doing all these centuries of self-degradation?!"

As he rubbed the black token in his hand, Gongsun Peng seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps explaining something to everyone.

"I have no intention of leaving this land again. Even if I survive this journey, I will no longer run away from that Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Laws."

"Human life is hard to come by, and it's even harder to be born in the Central Plains..."

Even if I cannot escape death in the end, I want to die on this land.

The shepherd ghost remained silent, and Gongshu Yuan was also lost in thought.

The other twenty-seven powerful magical corpses also expressed their respect and surprise.

Sui Yuan bowed respectfully and said, "I am ashamed, I am ashamed."

"I've never seen a corpse like yours before—"

Calculating the time, it was almost time, so Suiyuan decided not to delay any longer.

He didn't lower his hand, but instead faced the fifteen powerful magical corpses holding black tokens.

"Gentlemen, if you have any last words, please leave a letter for your families."

Before they even arrived, everyone present had already prepared their own portion of this.

Therefore, they left their wills and belongings to Suiyuan one after another.

Then, without hesitation, he walked onto the platform, where Sui Yuan had already prepared a door large enough for fifteen powerful cultivators to pass through.

"Gongsun Peng, if... I mean, if we can all come back alive—"

Gongshu Yuan whispered to Gongsun Peng beside her, "I will grant you what you asked for back then."

"Cultivating oneself for hundreds of years is not easy; don't be so desperate as to contemplate suicide."

Gongsun Peng remained calm, and no one knew whether he had listened to her or not.

He simply walked at the very front, leading the fourteen powerful magical corpses behind him on the path to destroy the three islands of Penglai.

There are currently five great supernatural beings in Penglai, only one of whom is a high-level great supernatural being.

This battle was almost a foregone conclusion.

"Let's go, everyone. While mourning my mentor, let's also pay our final respects to the thousand-year-old Taoist lineage of the Three Islands of Penglai."

-

The three islands of Penglai, with Penglai as the main island, were inhabited by the former great island lord—

Haihua Yao, who had been patiently listening to her mentor's teachings, suddenly had a bad feeling.

And her master was the same.

The great supernatural being sensed something; it was no coincidence. Could it be that some thief was plotting against the three islands of Penglai?

However, the three islands of Penglai now possess extraordinary talents for longevity and five great supernatural beings, making their overall strength arguably the second strongest sect in the world.

Besides Jiang Mingzi, who else could threaten the Penglai Islands?

The former island lord looked solemn as he burst through the door and summoned Da Cai.

Haihua Yao, along with three great supernatural beings from Fangzhang and Yingzhou Islands, followed closely behind.

Then, they both witnessed a scene that was so shocking and unbelievable that it made their eyes widen in horror.

The fifteen powerful magical corpses appeared out of thin air on the three islands of Penglai without any disguise, and no one knew how they were created.

Moreover, more than 500 medium-level magical corpses appeared from all directions of the three islands and surrounded Penglai.

At the very top, countless ordinary corpses, empowered with the ability to fly, appeared before everyone's eyes.

Without any hesitation, the fifteen powerful magical corpses attacked with all their might, their sole purpose being to annihilate the entire sect!

And then the next moment—

The flames of calamity fell from the heavens!