High in the sky, the wind and mist surged. Looking around, the Heavenly Qi seemed within reach. However, even Feng Bingwen felt uneasy looking at the Heavenly Qi that was overturning the sky. The dragon armor given to him by Xuan Ting Dragon Lord naturally appeared and wrapped around his whole body to prevent any unforeseen events.

"Heavenly Qi!"

Looking at the Heavenly Qi that could be easily collected, Feng Bingwen felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, often including admiration and reflection). For those who cultivate immortality, this Heavenly Qi was of little use, usually used for refining weapons or techniques. However, for martial artists, Heavenly Qi was something they dreamed of, as it was related to their future achievements.

However, those who enter the Dao through martial arts must first possess a body honed and refined by the Qi of Heaven in order to ascend to the Nine Heavens and absorb the Qi of Heaven.

For martial artists without background or power, this is an insurmountable abyss. Even if the Heavenly Qi fills the sky and seems inexhaustible, it has nothing to do with them.

Even ordinary Yuan Dan cultivators would find it difficult to reach the height where Feng Bingwen was at this moment; the howling wind in the sky was an invisible barrier.

Feng Bingwen was able to reach the Heavenly Gang level largely thanks to the Purple Dragon Armor given to him by the Dragon Lord; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to reach such a height.

He himself hadn't expected to be able to fly to the Heavenly Gang Layer. He just wanted to fly as high as possible. He even used the dragon armor that had the potential to become a celestial artifact. After seeing the Heavenly Gang Layer, he knew where his limit was.

At this moment, Feng Bingwen himself did not know how high or how far he had flown, or how far away the ground was. He only knew that when he looked around, he could see the vast ocean, but he could only see one side of it. The other side was still the boundless land, with no end in sight.

The height of the sky is unfathomable, and the boundlessness of the earth is unseen.

This is an unimaginably vast world. Feng Bingwen now deeply understands this. Only such a vast world can accommodate immortals, saints, gods, and demons whose bodies are hundreds or thousands of feet tall. The Great Qian he is in is just a corner of a continent.

The journey of a thousand miles has only just begun. Do not become complacent just because you have obtained the innate Dao body. This Dao body is only destined to make you an immortal, it is nothing special.

Feng Bingwen reminded himself that even immortals and saints are divided into different levels. For example, the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint and all the immortals and saints in the hall were like nothing in his eyes and were sleeping soundly.

However, even such a formidable being was ultimately defeated by the Sun God. The most enigmatic figure was the one who severed his innate Dao body; it's unimaginable that he could so easily relinquish such a wondrous physique, all for the sake of seeking some ethereal transcendence.

Upon first seeing the boundless earth beneath his feet and the vast sky, Feng Bingwen was filled with many emotions, but he quickly cleared his mind of these thoughts and looked down at his feet.

The vast world was long gone; the majestic cities were like pinholes in his perilous landscape; the rolling mountains were less than folds in a robe; and the mighty rivers were nothing more than white lines and dots.

Standing so high, he couldn't see anything. However, Feng Bingwen wasn't flying to such a height for fun; it was to target a demon king.

A demon king has infiltrated Yunze Prefecture from outside Daqian and plundered human elites. Feng Bingwen's task is to kill this demon king before the Daqian government sends anyone over.

Helpless, Feng Bingwen sought the help of the City God in order to find the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon Palace. If the City God knew, it meant that the government officials also knew.

Feng Bingwen naturally wouldn't let the good deed he was about to get slip away, so he prepared to try out a killing move that he had been planning for a long time.

Although this world has immortals, saints, gods, and demons, when an apple ripens, it will still fall downwards to the ground, rather than floating upwards into the sky.

So, how high a level of cultivation would a creature be threatened by the kinetic energy and impact of a high-quality but small-sized weapon thrown from a certain height?

To be honest, Feng Bingwen didn't know the answer, but he happened to have a divine weapon that could be used for space-based attacks. With that thought, Feng Bingwen reached up to the sky, his palm supporting the object. Instantly, a crimson divine light flashed in the air.

A halberd appeared in Feng Bingwen's palm, with neat and dense dragon scales arranged on the shaft. Two crimson gold chains hung at the junction of the horizontal blades of the halberd head, combining power and beauty.

After receiving benefits from the Dragon Palace, this broken divine weapon was finally restored to its original true form. However, due to the different immortal materials provided by Feng Bingwen, the divine patterns on it had changed slightly. But none of that mattered. What mattered most was that Feng Bingwen was very satisfied with the weight of this divine weapon, which was 7,200 jin.

This weight wasn't determined by Feng Bingwen himself; he didn't have that ability. This halberd possessed its own spirit, and the moment it was fully restored, all the changes naturally appeared in Feng Bingwen's mind.

However, the moment this divine weapon was repaired and perfected, Feng Bingwen did not intend to use it for combat, but rather to throw it out as a celestial weapon.

To be honest, since this was just a concept and the first actual operation, Feng Bingwen still discovered many problems. For example, when flying too high, he couldn't see the exact location of the ground attack, even with his spiritual eye ability.

A small error can lead to a huge difference.

However, the eyes of highly skilled cultivators are often just for show; it is their spiritual sense that truly explores the world and gathers information from the outside world. Of course, Feng Bingwen's spiritual sense can vaguely perceive the locations on the ground that need to be struck.

Even if mistakes are made, it doesn't matter. This divine weapon, which has been restored to its full glory, is not just an inanimate object. It also has the ability to act autonomously. Even if it makes a mistake, it can adjust itself as it approaches its target.

Thinking about it this way, this divine weapon seems to be capable of more than just space-based strikes. If the precise location could be known, and sufficient spiritual power infused into it, could it be used for cross-state and cross-border strikes?

Hmm, worth studying!

Such methods are completely beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators; they are supernatural abilities that only extraordinary figures at the immortal level can perform.

He, a minor cultivator currently only at the Spirit Gathering Realm, seems to be able to use the power of divine abilities to experience in advance the carefree and unrestrained feeling of an immortal beheading enemies thousands of miles away with a flick of their wrist.

crackling sound—

As many thoughts surfaced in Feng Bingwen's mind, the halberd in his palm began to spin, stirring up wind and thunder, swirling the heavenly energy, and the straight halberd blade tilted slightly, pointing directly at a mountain below that was invisible to the naked eye.

Even ordinary Yuan Dan cultivators would be ashamed of their inferiority when they poured immortal spiritual energy into this divine weapon. The surging spiritual power made this divine weapon display even more wonders, with vast blood light bursting out from it and crimson lightning leaping on it.

Because it was his first time, Feng Bingwen was quite solemn. He circulated all the Five Elements Immortal Spiritual Power in his body and poured it into the scene. Behind him, there was a hazy, chaotic scene with a thing shaped like a chicken egg floating in it.

The wisps of chaotic energy, as smooth as smoke and as beautiful as jade, permeated the air. The layer of qi that Feng Bingwen could touch by flying upwards a short distance was immediately attracted to it. The nine heavenly qi, which martial artists who practice qi cultivation yearn for but fear, was easily converted by the chaotic diagram, allowing the immortal spiritual energy in Feng Bingwen's body to grow continuously.

In a state between existence and non-existence, the egg-shaped object floated up and down in the chaos. As it absorbed more and more vital energy, it gradually became solid, and a figure could be vaguely seen curled up with its legs drawn up to its chest.

"Um?"

Having reached Feng Bingwen's level of cultivation, he naturally became aware of the changes within himself. His expression shifted, but he did not split his body. The halberd in his hand, whose specific shape was no longer visible and which was enveloped by a thick layer of blood-red divine light and violent lightning, was pointing straight down with its tip touching the ground.

"go!"

Feng Bingwen reached out and swung his hand downwards with force. The divine weapon, which was in sync with his mind, broke through an invisible barrier at its initial speed. Layer upon layer of aura spread out, the heavens trembled, the clouds became chaotic, and as far as the eye could see, there was only white mist.

"I wonder if we can defeat that demon king?"

Feng Bingwen frowned. As the divine weapon was thrown, he thought of something important.

Beasts possess intuition, and even mortals, whose abilities in this area have deteriorated significantly, sometimes possess special premonitions. As for cultivators, their perception in this area is naturally greatly enhanced, and demon kings are certainly no less capable.

boom--

Just as Feng Bingwen was worrying about whether this attack could kill the demon king, he saw a "fold" below, like a calm water surface where a stone had been thrown in, with small ripples spreading out, and then a mushroom rapidly expanding.

"Hit!"

Without giving it a second thought, Feng Bingwen immediately opened the Heavenly Book and stared intently at the line of good deeds. He saw that the already high number of good deeds, which was already in the five digits, began to jump and change, with all the numbers changing rapidly.

Soon, under Feng Bingwen's calm gaze, the total amount of the three public funds easily broke through the sixth place and was rushing towards an even higher amount at an astonishing speed.

100,000

120,000

150,000

...

Under Feng Bingwen's increasingly delighted gaze, his total merit points quickly came to a stop.

191,892

The total amount of nearly 200,000 is not unprecedented; he once set a record of 490,000, which was close to 500,000. However, this attack added 100,000 merits at once, which is indeed unprecedented.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

High in the sky, where there was no one else, Feng Bingwen no longer needed to maintain his composure; his inner joy was fully revealed on his slightly childish face. Surrounded by a sky full of magical energy, he laughed heartily.

Although he lacked nothing, he had experienced the profound mystery of good deeds many times, and Feng Bingwen would never have too much of it.

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