Rumble!
In the gradually depleting small world, accompanied by soul-shaking roars and melodious sword cries, a heavy rain was falling, but the raindrops were fragments of limbs that were indistinguishable as plant matter or flesh.
"It has the form but not the substance!"
This is Feng Bingwen's assessment of this monster, which can't even be considered a demon. The amount of various powers piled up on her body is indeed shocking.
But precisely because it's so chaotic, what can be done with such a massive amount of power accumulated in such a short time, other than brute force? Not to mention any skillful control.
When Feng Bingwen wielded seven swords that were his natural enemies, dismembering her like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, the monster could do nothing but roar and howl in anger.
Because she accumulated such chaotic power entirely in pursuit of quantity, in order to survive this great calamity and prolong her life, rather than for the sake of fighting and killing, since her power was already sufficient to suppress the demons still active in the world.
"No……"
The fierce battle lasted for a full quarter of an hour. The reason it lasted so long was simply because the monster's body was too huge and bloated. Even with Feng Bingwen's continuous sword strikes, it took him a quarter of an hour to cut her into a wooden stake.
When Feng Bingwen finally combined his seven swords into one, transforming it into a sword light that stretched for three hundred feet, accompanied by a violent roar like a mountain collapsing and a jade pillar crumbling, the dust settled, and everything came to an end.
"I'm not reconciled! You bunch of thieves took everything, why did you come back?"
The extreme resentment and hatred did not diminish in the slightest, even as life was about to end.
Feng Bingwen, surrounded by seven killing swords, landed in front of the monster, which was now just a tree stump. The bark, marked with the mark of lightning, twisted and revealed a slightly pretty female face. However, given her current appearance, it looked extremely ferocious and probably had no beauty whatsoever.
"I am not a person of this world!"
Feng Bingwen, who hadn't uttered a single unnecessary word from the moment he made contact with the opponent until he killed him, appeared at this moment.
The reason this monster is alive is simply because he deliberately withdrew his attack, leaving it with a breath of life, allowing it to linger for a while so that he can obtain more useful information. After all, most of the conclusions he has drawn so far are just guesses.
"I have absolutely no connection with those thieves you're talking about!"
"you……"
Feng Bingwen's first words shocked the "Madam," whose mind was gradually clearing, leaving her speechless and unsure how to react.
She had never considered this possibility, so when Feng Bingwen appeared before her and she sensed his aura, she mistook him for the descendants of the immortals and Buddhas who had already left the world.
The animals she kept thought Feng Bingwen was a Taoist priest left behind in this broken world, seeking cooperation with her in order to survive. They simply brought this Taoist priest to her, a bunch of useless fools who only deserved to be food.
However, she wasn't much better off, because her judgment was also flawed, leading to her death. No, that's not right; the Taoist priest appeared with the intention of killing her from the very beginning.
"I want to know what happened to your world, why it has become like this? Even if the spiritual energy is depleted, it should be an extremely slow process, but here, the time has been shortened to just a few years."
Feng Bingwen frowned, looking at the demons who no longer posed any threat to him, and asked a question. He already had a judgment in his mind, but he still needed the local demons' answer.
"Why are you asking these questions? What does this have to do with you? If you kill me, how much chance do you think you have of surviving? Your strength is not at the level of those despicable and greedy immortals and Buddhas."
The wood spirit laughed maniacally. This monster, revered as a lady, was actually a tree spirit. The arrival of the end of Dharma drove her to madness and abandon everything.
"I need to understand the situation so that I can better treat this area."
"save?"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the handsome face that emerged from the withered tree bark paused for a moment, then let out a merciless laugh.
"What can you do to save us? Do you even know that ten years ago, after those thieves of heaven and earth predicted the inevitable end of the Dharma, they moved Mount Ling away and extracted the earth's veins from its depths, leaving behind only some miscellaneous veins that they looked down upon!"
The wood spirit revealed the reason why heaven and earth were on the verge of destruction. The decline of spiritual energy made the immortals and Buddhas of this world feel a sense of crisis. They joined forces to forge the Divine Ship for Crossing Calamity, and the material of the ship was the earth's spiritual veins.
They practically emptied the heavens and earth, all to build a ship that would allow them to reach the next realm where they could cultivate in peace.
The actions of these immortals and Buddhas hastened the arrival of the end of Dharma, and at the same time, they have directly led the world, which was originally a place where all living beings could thrive, into destruction, and the world was directly torn apart and shattered.
Feng Bingwen was currently in a corner of what was originally a world. Because the area was still large enough, and with the remnants of the earth's veins, he was able to drift in the void. However, it was only a matter of time before it was finally destroyed—provided that he did not arrive.
"Taoist priest, I ask you, what will you use to save us? Do you think you are an immortal or a Buddha? Don't you even look at your current level? You're so hesitant to use your full strength, do you really think I can't see through you?"
"I possess a magical artifact!"
A beam of ethereal light emanated from the Baihui point on Feng Bingwen's head, transforming into a square cauldron that floated above his head. Wisps of ethereal energy descended, also reflecting the wood demon's radiant and handsome face.
"I can help you!"
"unnecessary!"
Feng Bingwen firmly refused.
"You are more insane than any demon I have ever seen. A monster like you is better off dead."
"Do you think I wanted to become the way you just saw me? It's all because of those immortals and Buddhas, those thieves of heaven and earth. They recklessly take from heaven and earth, and then mercilessly drain everything away, leaving us only a pile of broken pieces. I was just trying to survive. Was everything I did wrong? Is wanting to live a wrong thing?"
Mu Ling also went mad, questioning Feng Bingwen. She had already sacrificed too much just to exist. Her cultivation partners had been devoured, as had her disciples and clansmen.
"Survival and continuation are the greatest correct principles!"
Feng Bingwen responded in this way, and then added a sentence later.
"That is true for you."
"Please, give me a chance to live. I can guard the mountain gate for you, and I can take care of the spirit iron. My true form is a green armadillo tree, a cultivation material that cultivators dream of. I..."
"That's enough. Have some self-respect!"
Having confirmed his conjecture, Feng Bingwen reached out and took the Xuan Yin Killing Sword that was floating beside him. He then used the sword to chop down the wooden stake in front of him. The stake was instantly split in two as the sword blade sliced through it, and the delicate face that had been pleading desperately was also shattered.
As the wood spirit perished, the earth veins she maintained began to collapse. The lush green seedlings and vegetation outside the city withered at a visible rate, their vitality rapidly fading away.
This remnant realm was like a broken wooden barrel, constantly leaking its vital energy into the void, unable to contain it, because the earth's veins within had been completely drained.
"Certainly!"
Feng Bingwen reached out and pulled the Mountain-Moving Cauldron above his head, placing it on the ground. This immortal artifact, which was capable of drawing upon the earth's energy, immediately burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant immortal light.
The fading earth energy immediately converged below the Mountain-Moving Cauldron, and the fading vitality was stopped. The leaves turned a mix of green and yellow, and although they looked sickly, they did not completely wither away.
Rumble—
The ground beneath Feng Bingwen's feet rumbled, and he could feel the chaotic earth veins being adjusted, gathered, and then merged into one by the Mountain-Moving Cauldron.
The terrain began to change. Centered on the mountaintop, the land began to rise, and a mountain seemed to be taking shape. On this mountain, which was growing at a visible speed, a faint force was emerging.
"There are no survivors?"
Feng Bingwen watched all this, and after a moment, his divine sense spread out in all directions, trying to find survivors in the ruins of Nanruo County. Unfortunately, there were no survivors; they had all been devoured by the wood demon.
Although Feng Bingwen felt some regret, he wasn't too disappointed. After all, there were hardly any normal people left living in that demon city.
If all else fails, he can refine this remnant realm, find a way to return to the Supreme Dao, and then bring in some people or spirit beasts from outside to cultivate them anew.
"There should be a few more places. Once the Mountain Moving Cauldron stabilizes, I'll go to those places and collect all the earth veins there. After that, this small world should fall into my hands."
As Feng Bingwen was planning his next move, not far from a remnant realm, beneath the hazy blue light of the Heavenly Gang layer, in an unknown grotto-heaven, a young man in blue robes suddenly changed from a lazy reclining posture to an upright sitting posture.
He looked up at the dazzling celestial light above him. Most of them wore only faint smiles, their composed demeanor of having everything under control completely crumbling, revealing unrestrained smiles from the bottom of their hearts.
"Hahaha, my calculations based on the Eight Trigrams were correct. That kid is the most suitable person!"
"Second brother, what are you so happy about?"
A questioning voice filled with doubt rang out, and a goddess who seemed to have taken form from the essence of the moon appeared beside the boy.
"Do you remember the protector I found for my fifth sister? That kid was unlucky; he was sent to outer space. I was just about to retrieve him when he actually found a piece of celestial debris. With such good fortune, how could my fifth sister possibly have to worry about transcending the heavens?"
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