"Master, don't kill it!"

Just as Feng Bingwen was preparing to end the battle and reap what he needed from the golden crow, the fire spirit, which was the main force entangled with the golden crow and sharing the firepower among the five spirits, suddenly spoke up and pleaded with Feng Bingwen for mercy.

"Um?"

Feng Bingwen was initially slightly puzzled, but being able to see through the five spirits' thoughts, he immediately understood.

"Can!"

Fire Spirit was not sympathizing with the Golden Crow. He shared weal and woe with Feng Bingwen. The stronger Feng Bingwen was, the greater the benefit to him. So why would he stop Feng Bingwen from defeating the Golden Crow?

It simply didn't want the battle to end too soon, because in the clash, it was probing and imitating the golden crow, trying to make its spirit more closely resemble the real golden crow.

The scripture that made it look like it today is a classic created by observing the golden crow, but how can that compare to getting up close to a real golden crow?

"Master, please help me!"

The Fire Spirit's posture and appearance were constantly adjusted during the battle. If you only looked at its appearance, it was almost exactly the same as that fierce golden crow with its raging flames. You couldn't find any difference.

However, simply imitating the appearance is meaningless. How much power can mere resemblance add? The most important thing is to understand the layout of the internal organs of the Golden Crow and the operation of the True Fire of the Sun.

"trouble!"

After learning about the fire spirit's thoughts, Feng Bingwen muttered something helplessly, but did not refuse.

In terms of pure power accumulation, Wu Ling is at the same level as him and cannot surpass him, because his own cultivation level is the upper limit of Wu Ling. Therefore, in this respect, Wu Ling does not need to work hard at all, and it is meaningless.

What they need to figure out is to study stronger spiritual forms and learn more terrifying divine powers and techniques, so that they can effectively improve their combat power as guardian spirits.

At this moment, Feng Bingwen's spirit body wanted to completely imitate this golden crow, from the outside in, without wanting any difference.

"Feng Bingwen!"

With each flap of its wings, the Golden Crow could unleash a large amount of solar fire. Its spirit sensed a shiver and involuntarily felt a chill. As a divine bird, it had great faith in its intuition.

This inexplicable sense of crisis led it to focus its attention on the seemingly calm and composed human in front of it. Although there were many humans in the area, only this one could evoke such a strong sense of crisis in her.

"What's up?"

Feng Bingwen walked through the air. Shui Ling's spiritual body, composed of Xuanming Heavy Water, disintegrated and transformed into a thin black robe, which draped over his body to protect him from the invasion of the Sun True Fire, preventing it from causing any harm to Feng Bingwen.

What are you going to do?

"I'm not doing anything!"

Feng Bingwen directly entered the fire domain naturally formed by the golden crow's body. All he could see was the true fire of the sun. However, this top-tier true fire could not obstruct his vision. He saw the three-legged divine bird flapping its wings.

The golden feathers flowed with intense flames. Unlike the domineering and tyrannical nature of the Golden-Winged Roc, which resembled a self-centered bird, this divine bird gave people a more dignified and noble impression.

Of course, when faced with a human like Feng Bingwen who clearly harbored ill intentions, this three-legged golden crow could not maintain the elegance and dignity befitting a member of the royal family of all demons, and its so-called demeanor and bearing were difficult to maintain.

"Don't come any closer!"

The golden crow clearly sensed the malice emanating from Feng Bingwen.

"Get out of my way!"

The golden crow cried out, its golden feathers glowing. It soared through the air, its three claws, seemingly forged from divine metal, reaching out to grab Feng Bingwen, intending to tear his Dao body apart in mid-air.

"Brother Golden Crow, your temper is too fiery. Let me help you cool it down!"

Feng Bingwen remained calm and composed, and did not use his palm to meet the golden crow's sharp claws.

Although theoretically speaking, his current physical condition is such that he can rival this divine bird with ancient bloodline and fight her in close combat with her using only his physique.

However, he wasn't without other means. There was no reason for him to engage in close combat with a divine bird, which had an absolute advantage in this area. If he lost, losing an arm or a leg would be a minor matter; he might even have his body torn apart.

Even if it's impossible to end up in such a sorry state, and to be able to hold his own against this divine bird in close combat, he would inevitably get injured, and the pain would be his own.

Therefore, instead of comparing one's own body, which is inherently a Dao body and further forged through the martial arts traditions of the human race, with that of the Golden Crow race, it's better to determine which is stronger.

Feng Bingwen preferred to compare his killing sword with the golden crow's claws to see which one was more durable. In any case, even if the killing sword was no match and got a chip or even broke, he could repair it.

Mysterious Yin Seven Killing Sword!

As the golden crow spread its wings and landed, Feng Bingwen drew a sword with a snow-white body that reflected a crimson light and slashed at it.

This killing sword was the first one Feng Bingwen used to slay non-human races after acquiring it. At this moment, even Feng Bingwen, who was holding the sword, could feel the spirituality contained within the killing sword, which was forged from the bones of a great demon, trembling with excitement, and the sword light on it surged to an unprecedented level.

"Demon-Slaying Sword!"

The sword light, which flew up from the killing sword and was only a hundred feet long, caused the massive body of the golden crow, which was about to fall, to suddenly turn around and avoid the sharp edge, showing no intention of confronting it head-on.

"Huh, you're dodging this too?"

Feng Bingwen was somewhat surprised. Strictly speaking, the killing sword in his hand had already fallen in grade. However, its foundation was there, and as his cultivation improved, it would have the opportunity to unleash its original sharpness in the future.

At this moment, however, it was merely a killing sword brimming with spiritual energy, not even qualifying as a celestial artifact. Its power would simply be amplified when targeting non-human races.

No anti-theft

"Not a celestial artifact?"

The Golden Crow, having dodged the sword light, heard Feng Bingwen's mockery. Its golden eyes fixed on the killing sword in Feng Bingwen's hand, and its tone involuntarily became somewhat annoyed.

In its initial shock, it thought the human had taken out a celestial sword to deal with it, because the style of the sword was somewhat similar to the human swords recorded in the clan's ancient texts.

Although it was proud of its bloodline and extremely confident in its Golden Crow body, it wasn't so foolish as to test the sharpness of the immortal sword with its own body. If it really was a famous immortal sword of the human race, it would probably be destroyed by a single sword strike if it didn't dodge.

"no!"

"How dare you humiliate me?"

The Golden Crow was utterly enraged. It opened its mouth and spat out a flawless, golden spirit pearl, from which a wisp of immortal power naturally emanated.

"die!"

"Little Golden Crow, don't talk big!"

Seeing the Golden Crow unleash a magic weapon of considerable quality, Feng Bingwen almost burst out laughing. A sword light burst forth from its body, followed by the appearance of an ancient tower with a slightly desolate and ancient aura, yet covered with magnificent and dazzling golden divine patterns.

"Behold my magic weapon!"

Six sword lights burst forth from the ancient tower, and then combined with the sword light in Feng Bingwen's hand, transforming into a killing array that enveloped the Golden Crow.

"A celestial artifact!"

"You use it first."

As he watched the golden crow holding a crimson spirit pearl in its beak, relying on its power to continuously defend against the incoming sword light, Feng Bingwen responded.

"This is just a quasi-immortal artifact!"

Jinwu immediately retorted that this was indeed a magic weapon she had refined, and it was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a celestial artifact. This opportunity was waiting for her to grow and enter the next realm.

"Coincidentally, this is also a damaged immortal artifact. When its power is no longer intact, it is less than one-tenth or one-twelfth of its peak power."

"lie!"

Jinwu, of course, did not believe such nonsense, because the sword formation only held for a moment before breaking through the defense set up by the spiritual pearl with which she shared her life. Golden feathers fluttered on her body, and the blood of the supreme and sacred flowed through her.

"Who am I? Why would I lie to you!"

Feng Bingwen ignored it and transformed into a beam of light, ignoring the many supernatural powers unleashed by the golden crow under the cover of the five spirits, and touched its body with one hand.

"Ah! What do you want to do?"

At this moment, the golden crow let out an extremely sharp cry. Its previous premonition came to fruition, and it sensed that something extremely bad was about to happen to it.

"Behave yourself!"

Beneath Feng Bingwen's palm, the five-colored divine light surged and directly suppressed the true fire of the sun that wanted to entangle his body. Although his divine light, in terms of sheer power, could not compare with the true fire of the sun, it was still no match for Feng Bingwen's powerful magic.

"stop!"

The Golden Crow naturally wouldn't heed Feng Bingwen's instructions, because it sensed that this human cultivator's divine sense had actually broken through her Solar True Fire and begun to invade its body.

"Be good, don't resist, it'll be quick, and it won't hurt!"

Feng Bingwen rode directly onto the back of the golden crow, and his hand never let go after touching the body of the golden crow, as he went up.

His divine sense was indeed attempting to invade the body of the golden crow, wanting to explore the fundamental secrets contained within its bloodline.

"Feng Bingwen, do you know what you're doing?"

The golden crow was furious, and also somewhat ashamed and annoyed. Since its birth, no one had ever dared to treat it like this, not even its parents.

"I finally understand what I'm missing."

Feng Bingwen suddenly spoke up at this moment, but his answer was completely irrelevant and didn't address the question.

"I need a demon-binding rope!"

"?!"

Upon hearing the words uttered by the human who had climbed onto his back and refused to let go, Jinwu became even more enraged.

"Can you please cooperate and stop moving? I'll leave as soon as I'm done touching you. If you don't cooperate, it's a waste of both of our time, and it's not good for anyone!"

Feng Bingwen tried to persuade the golden crow with earnest words, but for such a proud creature, such words were nothing short of adding fuel to the fire, which only made its anger rise higher and higher.

"Get out of my way!"

Jinwu tried every means to shake off Feng Bingwen, who kept touching her body, because this guy not only touched her, but his divine sense also forcibly broke into her body like a robber, exploring her without restraint.

Get off me!

This was not just a simple verbal threat, because one golden feather after another fell off right beside Feng Bingwen, followed by a surge of divine light that transformed into divine swords that slashed down.

The supernatural power was extremely familiar, and Feng Bingwen dealt with it calmly. However, he didn't forget to tease the golden crow, further undermining its confidence and trying to break its mentality, making it less resistant and ideally lying down to be touched.

"Be careful not to shoot yourself bald. Then you won't have the face to fly around in the sky anymore. A phoenix that has lost its feathers is not even as good as a chicken. Once you've lost all your feathers, you probably won't be much better than a chicken!"

"presumptuous!"

The Golden Crow who came to provoke her felt like she was going crazy. She never expected that she would be treated like this. This was clearly a very formal competition, symbolizing the confrontation and probing between the human race and the demon race.

But this human Daoist was perfectly fine just now, but now he seems to have become a different person, shamelessly lying on its body and touching it all over, with extremely malicious intentions.

"Stop yelling. Even if you yell until your throat is hoarse, no other demon king will help you. We are fighting on equal footing, and no one can interfere."

Feng Bingwen was extremely confident, but his demeanor exuded the aura of a villain.

"With so many of your own clansmen watching, how can you act with such utter disrespect for the dignity of a Supreme Daoist? Aren't you afraid of disgracing your sect?"

Feng Bingwen's words left Jinwu speechless. She could only try to persuade this human to give up on his despicable, shameful, and vile behavior from another angle.

"What's there to be afraid of? They can't see it anyway!"

Feng Bingwen wasn't worried at all. Not everyone's gaze could penetrate the True Fire of the Sun, and even if he could be seen, so what? He didn't think he looked bad.

He's currently riding on the back of a golden crow, but the ghostly cries he utters are easily misunderstood and might evoke some not-so-positive associations.

"You need to maintain the Fire Domain and prevent it from collapsing. You probably don't want to expose yourself in such an embarrassing state to so many humans, do you?"

"Shameless!"

Jinwu couldn't help but curse aloud. Feng Bingwen's words were like sharp swords, piercing her heart. She really didn't want to be seen in such an embarrassing state by other races, not even by her own race, let alone by other races.

"You flatter me!"

What exactly do you want?

"Actually, it's nothing. My fire spirit wants to transform into a real golden crow. Although it doesn't have a physical body, its current state allows it to simulate one."

Feng Bingwen revealed his true purpose, his words filled with indifference.

"Let me see, and once I understand, I'll naturally let you go!"

"Delusion!"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's purpose, Jinwu struggled even more fiercely. It was obvious that he had ill intentions, so how could she obediently cooperate? Even if she was no match for him, she would resist to the end.