Thunder roared, and from the gloomy and oppressive tribulation clouds, bolts of lightning, filled with destructive energy, poured down like a raging waterfall or a torrential downpour, all striking the Kunpeng woman who had revealed her true form, shattering the divine light on her body and bombarding her flesh.

However, the Kunpeng's body was too terrifying. Even though Feng Bingwen had used the power of the blessed land and could be said to have gone all out, he could only leave some scattered scorch marks from the lightning strikes on the Kunpeng, which had not yet grown up.

Given the enormous size of this Kunpeng, which can easily reach thousands of feet in length, the injuries Feng Bingwen inflicted on it cannot be described as serious, not even a scratch. They only look somewhat alarming, but in reality, they didn't even penetrate the skin.

"It's too thick!"

Feng Bingwen was not satisfied with this result. The damage he inflicted on the Kunpeng woman was not as fast as her own recovery. Was he going to slowly wear her down? How long would this fight last?

This was the most arduous battle Feng Bingwen had ever experienced in his cultivation so far, but at least he saw a glimmer of victory, even though it was extremely faint.

This Kunpeng woman voluntarily entered his blessed land. If she cannot defeat him, the master of this blessed land, in the strongest manner within the limited time, she will be in serious trouble.

Once she finds herself in a stalemate with him, she will receive no replenishment in the blessed land. In the long run, as one side gains and the other loses, Feng Bingwen will ultimately win, and his defeat will be inevitable.

But this is only the best-case scenario. Even if the battle is temporarily dragged into a stalemate, Feng Bingwen dares not say that he can win, because the opponent's size is too enormous, even ordinary immortals cannot compare to it.

Moreover, theoretically speaking, once one actively steps into the blessed land, unless one's cultivation level is significantly higher, it is difficult to break free. However, nothing is absolute, and the other party is a Kunpeng.

Given the ancient origins of this being, who knows what heaven-defying methods she possesses that could turn the impossible into the possible and accomplish extraordinary feats? Even if this Kunpeng woman were to fight her way out of his blessed land, Feng Bingwen wouldn't be too surprised.

"Is this all the tricks you have?"

Surging beneath the sea of ​​thunder created by Feng Bingwen, it resembled a Kunpeng swimming freely in the ocean, emitting a soul-stirring cry that reverberated in all directions.

"You think you can subdue me with lightning magic? Your skills are far from sufficient!"

As they spoke, the Kunpeng, which had been churning in the sea of ​​thunder and bracing against the lightning, suddenly opened its mouth. Instantly, it was as if a cave capable of devouring all things appeared in the world under Feng Bingwen's control. Endless lightning fell into it and then fell silent.

"snort!"

Feng Bingwen snorted coldly. How could he tolerate being so disrespected by this Kunpeng? With a thought, an ancient tower stood tall and a killing sword appeared in the sky.

This time, it wasn't just the Xuan Yin Seven Kill Sword. That was something Feng Bingwen obtained later. The ancient tower he originally possessed, when at its peak and complete, had one hundred and eight magic swords. When thrown out, it could transform into a killing array to slay demons and suppress evil spirits.

After the ancient tower was unexpectedly nourished by a piece of divine remains, it was repaired considerably. The original broken and incomplete ancient swords were also nourished and made usable again.

But these alone could not satisfy Feng Bingwen. Within his body, the vast and surging immortal energy, comparable to the immortal energy possessed by immortals, dissipated and poured into the ancient tower.

Then, he drew upon the power of heaven and earth of the blessed land and poured it into it, bringing forth all the magic swords that had been damaged in the past years and great battles.

In an instant, this immortal artifact seemed to have returned to its peak state. One hundred and eight killing swords rang out and roared through the sky, descending into the sea of ​​lightning and arranging themselves into a magic array. The ancient demon-slaying array was instantly manifested in the world.

"kill!"

He said a lot, but from the moment Feng Bingwen summoned the ancient tower to the moment the killing formation was activated, it was only a moment. The Kunpeng that was devouring the thunder hadn't even had time to react before it was enveloped by the killing formation without any struggle.

After all, the world she was in was under Feng Bingwen's control. Unless she could tear through the void and escape back to the real world, she couldn't escape.

"If it were a complete immortal sword artifact, I would still be somewhat wary, but you think you can hurt me with a broken weapon? You're delusional!"

Crimson blood gushed forth like a spring. The Kunpeng woman roared amidst the crisscrossing sword formation. She shook her head and tail, even trying to break through the sword formation in the most violent way.

"The way of the sword, which is all about killing and conquest, truly lives up to its reputation!"

Seeing the blood splattering across the sky, Feng Bingwen finally smiled. In the previous battle outside, he had almost injured this Kunpeng with the Xuan Yin Seven Kill Sword.

At this moment, the Kunpeng was arrogant and disregarded him, offering no resistance whatsoever. It then fell into his blessed land, allowing Feng Bingwen to unleash his full power. He directly used the power of the blessed land to set up a killing formation, and thus suffered a calamity. It can be said that he brought it upon himself.

"Even if these are just superficial injuries, how long can you last without replenishment?"

Feng Bingwen spoke softly, a smile on his face, but he was not happy at all. He had not expected to win by taking advantage of his opponent’s carelessness. What would have happened if it had been a fair fight?

"How long can you hold out? I can hold out until your lifespan is exhausted and you turn into a pile of bones!"

Although Feng Bingwen was only humming, he still managed to make a sound. As a Kunpeng, even with thunder rumbling around her and sword light shining brightly, she still caught Feng Bingwen's words.

"I don't know where you got this opportunity to find such a desolate place. I don't have your good fortune, but I have my own secrets. If you think you can win by exhausting my life force, you're in for a mistake!"

"..."

Feng Bingwen fell silent. He realized that he had underestimated the potential of this supreme being, one of the few remaining in the world, even though it was still in its infancy.

Orthodox human cultivators are only qualified to create a world in the void, establish the earth, wind, water, and fire, and develop the Great Dao to form the foundation for their cultivation, once they have cultivated to the level of Earth Immortal.

Those with exceptional talent can acquire supernatural abilities such as "a universe within a sleeve" or "a Buddhist kingdom in the palm" before reaching the Human Immortal realm, and can more easily create blessed lands when they reach the Earth Immortal realm.

What Kunpeng achieved—something that even a single Earth Immortal among billions of humans could not attain—was simply something he naturally acquired during his growth, requiring no effort whatsoever.

"If you want to defeat me, then crush me with fair and square strength. If you want to outlast me, you probably can't. How can a mere human be worthy of standing against me?"

"..."

Faced with the Kunpeng's high and mighty, and naturally disdainful attitude, Feng Bingwen naturally felt resentful, but he quickly suppressed it, keeping his mind calm and composed.

Anger is of no use to him; it only disrupts his thinking and makes him more embarrassed by making unwise decisions in a moment of impulsiveness.

Where do my chances of winning lie?

Feng Bingwen pondered carefully what kind of Taoist magic, supernatural power, or magical treasure he possessed that could turn the tide of the current situation. However, after carefully reviewing all the things he had, he found that none of them offered any chance of victory.

Kunpeng!

Throughout history, it seems that only one Kunpeng could exist in this world, and this is also the case in the records of various races. But today, a Kunpeng in its infancy has been born and has even sought him out.

This is a momentous event that will shake the heavens and the earth. The birth of the second Kunpeng signifies many things. The most likely explanation is that the oldest Kunpeng in the world has encountered a great calamity and its life has come to an end, which is why the second Kunpeng has appeared.

However, there is another possibility: the world today is more stable and steadfast than in the ancient times, so even the Kunpeng can bear more and even tolerate the emergence of the Kunpeng clan.

This is a major event that will attract the attention of all forces in the world. However, the level involved is too high, and it has nothing to do with Feng Bingwen at present.

All he knew was that he had encountered a formidable being that even his master might not be able to defeat.

The second Kunpeng in the world could almost be considered a primordial being, or even a god or demon. Perhaps it was truly born and nurtured by heaven and earth.

Such an existence possesses everything that she is born with, which is the ultimate goal that most living beings in this world cannot reach even if they exhaust their entire lives.

Her foundation, everything she possesses, is incredibly profound. The aura she exudes is that of the Yuan Dan realm, yet even a true human immortal might perish in a confrontation with her.

To be honest, such an opponent is beyond Feng Bingwen's current capabilities. To put it bluntly, asking Feng Bingwen to fight against such a being is simply asking too much of him, and he has almost no chance of winning.

"A celestial book!"

In the end, Feng Bingwen found the only possibility within himself that could defeat this Kunpeng woman.

"How long has it been since I last made a wish?"

Feng Bingwen's attention returned to the book that had been floating in his consciousness, which was still shining with dazzling light as always.

Thinking back carefully, the last time he made a wish was nearly three years ago, in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Secret Realm. It wasn't that he actively prayed, but rather that his good deeds were passively burned away.

Nearly three years later, Feng Bingwen once again recalled the Heavenly Book, the book that had led him onto the path of cultivation and made his journey smooth and successful.

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There was no way around it; ever since he was noticed by his own master and brought back to Taishangdao, where he became a true disciple, Taishangdao had given him far too much.

It even gave Feng Bingwen the feeling that he no longer needed to worry about anything and could just focus on his cultivation. Naturally, he no longer needed to make wishes to the Heavenly Book and simply kept accumulating good deeds without using them.

At this moment, Feng Bingwen's consciousness returned to the Heavenly Book, looking at the good and bad deeds he had accumulated over the years without him doing anything on his own initiative.

Name: Feng Bingwen

Good deeds: 327,370 ( )

Misdeeds: Twenty-one thousand eight hundred and twenty-six ( )

At first glance, both his good deeds and bad deeds have reached an astonishing level. Of course, Feng Bingwen is a man who has built up a great career, so he is not surprised by the 320,000 good deeds he now possesses, after all, he once had even more.

On the contrary, he was somewhat surprised by the more than 20,000 evil deeds, but he was not afraid. After all, with his current level of cultivation, what if all these evil deeds were burned away and turned into calamities?

He was confident that he could suppress them all by himself, and also take some benefits along the way, turning them into an opportunity.

If a few thousand or a few hundred acts of evil were to turn into a calamity, he wouldn't even bother with it. What trouble could it possibly cause him? It wouldn't even scratch an itch through his boots. The benefits he could gain from it would probably be minimal. It was too low-level and utterly useless to him.

"That's a bit too little!"

Looking at the good deeds he had accumulated, Feng Bingwen was not satisfied; on the contrary, he felt somewhat ashamed.

There was no other way. When he vaguely understood why immortals and Buddhas did not interfere with the mortal world and how to gain merit, he became somewhat cautious. It is easy to do small good deeds, but difficult to do great good deeds. If one is not careful, many karmic consequences will be aggravated and one will be entangled in karmic fire.

That cheap old father once gave away all his wealth to help the disaster victims who were harassed by barbarians and ended up destitute and starving.

Such actions may be considered acts of kindness by most people, but in large-scale rescue efforts, are all those rescued good people? It's unavoidable that some scoundrels and bullies will be among them.

There is a great cause and effect involved. If someone who should have died in this turmoil survives and suddenly changes their original beliefs to become an unparalleled villain, the person who saved them will inevitably have to bear part of the sins they commit, because it is precisely because of the intervention that their original predetermined fate has been altered.

All these doubts led Feng Bingwen to choose to focus on his cultivation and not want to get too involved in karma anymore. He decided to let things take their natural course. After all, he had already cleared out those evil people who were karmically connected to him. By practicing non-interference, he would accumulate a lot of good deeds every day, which would amount to a considerable sum over time.

"I wonder if this is enough?"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but ponder whether he should be more aggressive after this battle and try to obtain as many merits as possible. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of merits wouldn't be of much use to him; only hundreds of thousands or millions of merits could have a fundamental impact on him.

"I pray that with my mighty power, I may surpass the Kunpeng Woman!"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen made his wish to the Heavenly Book. He was a little nervous when he made the wish, after all, it involved a high level, and the merits recorded in the Heavenly Book were not enough. However, to Feng Bingwen's surprise and delight, the familiar flames ignited on the Heavenly Book page.