Rumble—

That was a sound that even the thunder could not drown out. Amidst the earth-shaking tremors, two enormous creatures could be seen fiercely fighting and killing each other in the most primal way.

The dense gray fog was dispersed, and countless undead could not even get close before being annihilated by the aftershocks of the battle between the two giants, vanishing without a trace.

This was a pure close-quarters battle, without dazzling spells or mysterious supernatural powers. The two combatants exchanged blows, each landing a precise punch, with no concept of dodging.

If ordinary people fought in this way, they would surely be two of the most stubborn and reckless men. But these are two enormous giants, and for them to be this large means that every move they make is a disaster.

Kacha~~~

With a deafening roar, a giant enveloped in surging blood energy, resembling a being engulfed in flames, slammed his fist into the shoulder of a giant whose body was crystal clear and shimmering with amber light. Accompanied by a series of fine cracking sounds, an arm as thick as a mountain flew into the sky, along with fragments of crystal of varying sizes that flew up in the air.

This was a battle where the strength of the two sides was immediately apparent. The seemingly dazzling and magnificent crystal giant was at a complete disadvantage, and often, after only two or three rounds, part of its body would be shattered by the other giant.

In a normal one-on-one fight, this crystal giant would be reduced to dust in less than ten rounds. However, they were only part of a battle. The seemingly defeated giant still had several helpers.

Above the giant's head, a purple-striped black dragon, tens of feet long, coiled around, its body mostly obscured by dense thunderclouds. Every now and then, dozens of bolts of dark lightning would fall from it, striking the giant whose blood energy was blazing.

Each bolt of dark lightning was like an indestructible blade. The intense blood energy on the Longbo giant could not hinder it in the slightest. Moreover, due to its enormous size and the presence of an opponent, it could only withstand the lightning strikes each time.

The lightning strikes left wounds of varying depths on the giant's body, with the deepest ones even revealing the crystal-clear bones. However, this Lumberjack giant's blood energy was so vigorous that often the wounds caused by the previous lightning strike had already almost healed before the next lightning strike even landed.

This was a self-healing ability that Feng Bingwen saw and was amazed by. He didn't even doubt that even if the giant's limbs were cut off, they could grow back in a very short time—provided that his blood and energy were not depleted.

"Don't worry about me, go help them!"

Feng Bingwen turned his head and instructed a small divine bird that had landed on his shoulder. That was his fire spirit, which had found a suitable inheritance and was now in the form of a Vermilion Bird.

However, it only has the form, and there is still a fundamental difference between it and the water spirit that has obtained a true dragon source energy. But in terms of combat power, it is indeed not bad.

"I will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

Having finally found its opportunity for transformation, the fire spirit gave a refined reply, then spread its crimson wings and flew into the sky with a sky full of flowing fire, dyeing the sky of this ghost kingdom crimson.

The white bone chains that fell from the sky, trying to entangle and bind him, were evaporated and melted by the intense heat emanating from within him before they even got close, unable to even touch his spirit.

With the addition of the Fire Spirit, the three guardian spirits finally managed to suppress the Dragon Giant, whose self-awareness had been extinguished, leaving only a vigorous body and a fierce fighting spirit.

To be fair, the strength of the giants of Longbo Kingdom is indeed astonishing, especially with their bloodlines sealed. This so-called candidate for kingship has only partially broken free of the seals, making him far inferior to the true giants of Longbo Kingdom in the ancient era—they are not even in the same league.

Glancing at the giant, who was no longer as powerful as his ancestors, Feng Bingwen paid no further attention. It was just an ancient alien race that had been on a downward spiral. Even if it had allied with the human race, it could only temporarily slow its decline.

His gaze fell on a slender figure standing not far away on a mountain of bones. The thin mist and eerie atmosphere made it impossible to see any outlines or details of the figure, making it seem all the more mysterious.

The mysterious Netherworld Dao Child remained silent. Even with the giant battle slave he had just acquired suppressed, he showed little emotional fluctuation, as there was no sign of defeat yet and the battle slave was still holding on.

"Let me see the power that allowed you to defeat the candidate from Longbo Kingdom!"

Feng Bingwen spoke at this moment. These were not her true methods. The tens of thousands of vengeful spirits in the Ghost Kingdom were not even a warm-up, and the giant had only been subdued not long ago. Before that, she had suppressed the Dragon Giant with extremely powerful methods, which reportedly did not take too long.

"As you wish!"

It was cold and desolate, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, and lacked any warmth towards her sister. Yet, as these four words fell, the Ghost Kingdom, which had been visibly damaged due to the intrusion of Feng Bingwen's three guardian spirits, suddenly changed.

An unusual, oppressive aura, so powerful that even the souls trembled, emanated from the Ghost Kingdom. The howling, wronged spirits fell silent instantly, some even hovering motionless in the air. The skeletons that had risen from the mountain of bones prostrated themselves on the ground.

The three guardian spirits who were fighting the giant Longbo also noticed this at the same time, but unfortunately, they were fighting a puppet without its own will, and they had almost no energy to pay attention to anything else while they were entangled in the battle.

Feng Bingwen, on the other hand, witnessed the process of change firsthand. Deep within the Ghost Kingdom, in the seemingly unreachable mountains of white bones, a colossal figure that appeared to be able to stand tall and upright appeared, taking steps toward Feng Bingwen's location. With each step, the illusory outline became more solid, but its body also shrank by a size.

In just a few breaths, the figure appeared behind the Netherworld Daoist, its form completely solidified, allowing Feng Bingwen to see its appearance clearly.

It was an indescribably majestic being, its cold armor gleaming with a dark luster, exuding an aura of supreme holiness, causing countless beings of the underworld to prostrate themselves before it.

Hades!

Upon seeing this figure, Feng Bingwen frowned immediately. He knew that this imposing figure must have actually existed at some point in the past, and that his strength had been so formidable that the Heaven and Earth Society had taken the initiative to inscribe his image.

Only these powerful beings, capable of influencing the rules of heaven and earth and even interfering with the operation of the universe, can leave their mark on the Dao and Dharma cultivated by later generations of beings.

Among the pulse patterns cultivated through the Immortal Path, as long as there is even a trace of such an existence, even the lowest level will inevitably be ranked among the top three. As for the higher levels, it depends on which deity manifests the figure.

Feng Bingwen's understanding of this matter ended there; he didn't know much. For example, he didn't know which ancient being was manifesting behind the Netherworld Dao Child at this moment.

However, there is no doubt that, judging from the deathly aura emanating from this being, he is probably a Hades, and his origins may be even more terrifying, though Feng Bingwen has no knowledge of this.

"This is your extraordinary phenomenon. Is it based on this that you crossed two realms and cultivated the Ghost Kingdom's divine powers?"

Although it was a question, Feng Bingwen's tone was quite certain that it was probably true.

In ancient times, many earth-shattering battles took place, and countless beings perished. However, even in the most brutal battles, some ancient beings still survived.

These traces, etched by heaven and earth, occasionally awaken from their long slumber, and then, on a whim, bestow their power upon the beings connected to them.

Even the slightest bit of power from these beings is enough to create astonishing myths and enduring legends.

This Netherworld Child might be in this situation. The strange phenomenon she cultivated happened to connect with an ancient being, and then that ancient being happened to awaken. If it found her pleasing to the eye and was in a good mood, it might have created this completely illogical myth.

The Netherworld Child showed no intention of responding, because the Underworld King behind her had already raised his arm and gently pressed it down on Feng Bingwen.

What seemed like a calm and gentle palm strike was, in Feng Bingwen's eyes, as terrifying as the sky collapsing and the earth sinking. The fear of being rejected by heaven and earth that he had initially suppressed reappeared in his heart, and endless malice surged from all directions.

Despite enduring immense pressure on his body and mind, Feng Bingwen remained unfazed. He swung his palm back, and a vast amount of lightning gathered in his palm, eventually transforming into a gigantic hand that collided with the palm of the Underworld King.

The thunder, said to be the most powerful against evil and the most yang, exploded instantly, with endless lightning bolts scattering all around. Its terrifying power even tore apart the newly healed sky of the ghost kingdom once again, allowing the blue sky of the outside world to once again shine into this dark ghost kingdom. However, the sky soon healed, and everything returned to its gloomy state.

"Where is your vision? Feng Bingwen, things have come to this point, and you still refuse to reveal your vision?"

Hades withdrew his arm almost unharmed, not even a broken armor plate, but the Netherworld Child, who had gained an absolute advantage, was not satisfied, and his voice was even somewhat angry.

Battles between prodigies can sometimes be quite simple: they simply clash with the unique phenomena they cultivate. Whoever has a higher-grade phenomenon and a stronger grasp and understanding of their own phenomenon wins.

Using supernatural phenomena to fight enemies is a standard skill for prodigies. Only when facing opponents with a significant gap in skill will they not even bother with supernatural phenomena and instead use magic and supernatural powers to sweep them away.

As for Feng Bingwen's previous defeat of Tianjian Daozi without even using any special phenomena, for that Daoist, even if Feng Bingwen hadn't uttered a single word, it was still more humiliating than a thousand words.

At this moment, Feng Bingwen's failure to use any special phenomena despite reaching this level was clearly seen by this Netherworld Dao Child as an attempt to humiliate her.