Although the form of the White Dragon Dharma Image has changed drastically, Feng Bingwen has not lost control over the Dharma Image; he is simply unable to interfere with or control the changes that have just occurred.

At this moment, Feng Bingwen felt that his control over the Dharma Image had become even deeper, and he could also faintly sense the ancient divine weapon that was stuck diagonally in the rubble, which gave him an extremely subtle feeling.

Following this feeling, Feng Bingwen controlled the Crimson Armored Dragon General to reach out and grasp the rusty, broken halberd. With a little force, he pulled it off the ground.

A long halberd hung in the air, its menacing aura filling the air.

Just then, a majestic tiger roared from the gradually closing clouds in the sky. Feng Bingwen heard the sound, looked up, and immediately saw a winged tiger riding the wind. Behind it, the clouds and rain surged, and a black-scaled python could be seen appearing and disappearing in the wind and clouds.

While Feng Bingwen saw the winged tiger, the winged tiger that had been chasing the ancient divine weapon also saw the situation on the island in the middle of the lake.

Previously, the wind and rain had obscured the view, but upon closer inspection, the tiger had a clear view of the island's conditions, causing this powerful demon to tremble involuntarily.

On the island in the middle of the lake, apart from the human child who could be completely ignored, the one who caught the tiger's attention the most was the tall general who wore crimson armor and had dragon horns on his forehead. The general was obviously of extraordinary origin, and just one glance at him made the tiger's fur stand on end.

"We're too late. That armor should have been the treasure. The dragon got it. Oh no! We have to run!"

A thought flashed through the tiger's mind. As for the rusty halberd in the hands of the mighty dragon general, it ignored it, not believing that this thing was the treasure it had just been chasing. There was no other reason than that its appearance was too pathetic.

Upon realizing that what it wanted had already been claimed, and sensing the danger, the winged tiger turned and left without hesitation.

Although it had acted impulsively just now, it had made the right decision. However, the black python chasing behind it was not quite able to see the situation clearly and continued to charge forward, accompanied by a cloud of rain.

At this moment, the Crimson Armored General, whose body had been possessed by Feng Bingwen's thoughts, also raised his head, just like the original body, and stared at the giant snake whose eyes were emitting white light.

Unsurprisingly, the giant snake that had been chasing them also turned to leave, but Feng Bingwen, who had sensed something, was not about to let them go so easily.

"This is the calamity that resulted from my evil deeds? The Heavenly Book is truly thoughtful!"

Feng Bingwen sighed, while the Crimson Armored General beside him raised his halberd and gently waved it. A crimson crescent-shaped beam of light, carrying boundless killing intent, cleaved through the rain and flew towards the two great demons.

roar!

Hiss~

The two powerful demons, who had been chasing after them out of greed, were terrified. Without any hesitation, the winged tiger opened its mouth and spat out a small, exquisite bell, while the giant snake spat out a spinning snake bead. This was a desperate measure.

But it was completely useless.

boom--

With a deafening roar like thunder and fire, the rain curtain that was about to close burst open, pushing the thick clouds into a hole a hundred feet in diameter. Two enormous, fierce, and long, winding figures fell from the sky with the slightly weakening rain, crashing into the wide Wolong Lake, creating a splash of water more than ten feet high, and then there was no more movement.

Feng Bingwen, who had only controlled his Dharma form and tentatively launched an attack, stood still, watching the two seemingly lifeless demons fall from the sky into the water, his face expressionless.

"Hahaha……"

But soon, the island in the middle of the lake was filled with the unrestrained and joyful laughter of children, as if they had found some incredible treasure.

After laughing for a while and venting his joy, Feng Bingwen maintained his composure and walked to the red-armored general whose figure had become noticeably more ethereal. He looked up and examined the Dharma image, which had become majestic and extraordinary, and whose aura was even more imposing than that of the white dragon.

"Its power in battle and combat is indeed unparalleled. It is indeed a divine weapon that I obtained by spending 10,000 merits. Although it looks a bit ugly, its power is worth it."

Thinking this to himself, Feng Bingwen reached out and pressed his hand on the shin guards of the red-armored general in front of him—there was no way around it, the general, who was a full sixteen feet tall, was really too tall, and he could only touch his knees by jumping up.

As Feng Bingwen's palm touched the Dharma Image, the surging dragon power finally poured out from the dragon pearl within his body and into the Dharma Image, which had become illusory due to the previous attack and immediately began to solidify.

Charge!

As far as the Dharma image is concerned, Feng Bingwen's current Dharma image is clearly substandard.

Although it has the Dragon Soul as the main framework and has a certain self-recovery ability, once a long and continuous war of attrition begins, the Dharma Form will quickly become vulnerable because it does not have a stable and massive mana core.

There is a solution, and it's quite simple.

One possibility is that Feng Bingwen himself enters the Dharma form and achieves perfect unity, but once defeated, the outcome is self-evident.

Secondly, when Feng Bingwen threw the dragon ball from his stomach into the hole, the fit was absolutely perfect, with no rejection whatsoever. As a result, the Dharma form possessed continuous combat capabilities, and its fighting ability was hardly weakened.

However, there are also risks. If the battle is lost and the Dharma body is shattered, the Dragon Ball inside may be taken away. Since it was not something that Feng Bingwen cultivated himself, it will be extremely difficult to retrieve it.

As it is now, once the dragon energy is depleted, it can be replenished. Although it is troublesome, it is convenient to recover. If a problem occurs, Feng Bingwen can recall the dragon soul with a single thought and reconstruct the Dharma form.

The Crimson-Armored Dragon, now restored to its former state, walked towards the lake under Feng Bingwen's command. Although he had already obtained the results from the Heavenly Book, it was still necessary to examine the corpse.

Record of good deeds

Slaying the tiger demon, meritorious service, 800.

Slaying the Black Demon Serpent, meritorious service, 2800 (2800)

In Feng Bingwen's perception, the two demonic beasts had similar auras and comparable strength, but the merit rewards for killing them differed by several times. Feng Bingwen was used to this situation and considered it normal.

Based on his years of experience in slaying demons and monsters, the amount of good deeds he performed was determined by the harm the demons he killed posed to all living beings.

To harm all things for one's own benefit—this is the way of demons!

In pursuit of power, some act recklessly and carry out genocidal killings, which violates the natural order.

Hunting for survival is not included here; it's about living and passing on the bloodline!

Conversely, if a spirit that is nurtured in the mountains and rivers and grows together with all things is harmed and its foundation is taken away for no reason, then there will be evil karma.