The continuous mountain range roared, the vast lake trembled, and the almost endless spiritual energy of the five elements howled, protecting a young Taoist. He seemed to be a celestial being descended to earth, and many supernatural powers and thousands of techniques were unleashed at his whim.
This was an extremely astonishing scene, where supernatural powers and spells formed an irresistible torrent, and anyone who dared to stand in its way was doomed to defeat.
As the howling, turbulent spiritual energy subsided and the afterglow of the spells and supernatural powers dimmed slightly, a figure as burly as a small mountain fell from the ground and crashed onto the desolate earth. Dark, deep blood flowed from beneath him, moistening the soil and nourishing the ground.
"Sigh, another defeat!"
Some of the demons watching the battle couldn't help but sigh, but most of them were already numb. When they looked at the young Taoist standing in the air, surrounded by the five elements of spiritual energy, their eyes were filled with awe and even a bit of admiration.
The law of the jungle prevails; this is a fundamental principle of nature. Regardless of race, there are always those who admire the strong.
"This was an expected outcome, so what's there to lament? That demon king of the Wild Bull Clan is truly courting death."
Another demon retorted, his tone quite calm, because that figure had already won too many times, so many that many demons watching the battle thought it was normal for him to win, and it would be abnormal if he lost.
“That’s my brother. He was prepared to lose before he went on stage. He just wanted to experience the strength of the Supreme Daoist and use his power to temper his demon body.”
Then another demon king spoke up, claiming to be the demon king brother who stood on the ground like an ancient demonic mountain, and offered an explanation for his actions.
The continuous defeats have caused considerable dissatisfaction among a significant portion of the demon race. However, their anger is not directed at the ridiculously strong human, but rather at the demon kings who have been defeated too quickly.
They believed that the demons lacked self-awareness, were delusional enough to want to make a name for themselves in one battle, and went to challenge the human race. As a result, they became stepping stones for the demons, not only losing face themselves but also harming their own races and damaging the reputation of the demon race as a whole.
"You think it'll be as simple as just being defeated and getting a few injuries by using that Daoist's power to temper your demonic body and fight him? Fool!"
A demon immortal stood high in the sky, speaking in a low voice, uttering a mocking tone.
At this moment, Feng Bingwen, who had once again defeated the powerful demon king, stepped forward. Behind him, chaos surged and divine eggs floated. The giant curled up inside had lost all traces of childishness. Its face was exactly the same as Feng Bingwen's, except that its eyes were closed and it was still asleep.
Seemingly sensing what it needed, the Chaos Giant, with its eyes tightly closed, slightly opened its mouth, and a negligible suction force fell on the bull. Then, an aura that even the Demon King himself could not detect drifted out, merging into the chaos and being absorbed by the giant.
Many beings were unaware of this scene, and did not even understand why Feng Bingwen would manifest a strange phenomenon after his victory. However, at this moment, there were too many demons, immortals, and gods paying attention to this place. Many of them possessed innate supernatural powers and could see through the void, so they naturally saw what Feng Bingwen was doing.
Stealing a wisp of the luck and energy of a demon hero is only a very small part, and even the person being robbed may not be able to detect it. However, it is indeed crucial to Feng Bingwen. Although each wisp is small, when thousands of threads come together, they cannot be ignored.
Many powerful demons understood and knew what Feng Bingwen was doing, but they could not stop him, because he was absorbing the fortune after defeating his opponent fairly and squarely, and the amount was so small that it would have little effect on the defeated demon king.
Moreover, in such a setting, to stop them would be tantamount to obstructing the path of this Supreme Daoist Child. Do they really think the human race lacks powerful figures?
"Among the demon race, is there no one who can fight me at the same level?"
Having successfully absorbed what he needed, and feeling that his extraordinary abilities had been slightly improved, Feng Bingwen spoke up and continued to challenge him.
Such words were somewhat arrogant and inconsistent with his identity. After all, the Supreme Dao sect had always given the impression of being extraordinary and otherworldly. But at this moment, Feng Bingwen seemed like a martial arts barbarian who wanted to fight to the death, challenging all sides.
Although Feng Bingwen, who had practiced martial arts scriptures, could indeed be considered a martial arts brute in some respects, he had never displayed his skills in this area because no demon king could fight him in close combat.
Sword Comes
Even with Feng Bingwen's provocation, silence fell over the area after he finished speaking, with none of the demons watching responding.
Feng Bingwen has been fighting for three days and three nights, and he is still full of energy and shows no signs of exhaustion. Many demon kings on the demon side who originally wanted to challenge him have begun to feel scared and are unwilling to go on the field.
Some of them learned from their elders that if they lost a battle against this Supreme Daoist, he would strip them of a portion of their luck, even if it was only a small amount, but some demon kings were unwilling to lose it.
Because many times, it's just a matter of being one point away, just a little bit away. Once you can't break through, it's not surprising that you'll be trapped for thousands of years.
"Is there truly no one left in my demon race? We can't even defeat a single human!"
An old demon immortal, whose blood and energy were beginning to decline, couldn't help but sigh at this moment, for his bloodline was strong enough to allow him to live through an extremely long period of time.
In his childhood, he witnessed the most glorious period of the demon race, but now he feels that he is witnessing the decline of the demon race.
The younger generation of humans came to their demon territory, defeating all sides without a single opponent. Now, they were even more bloodthirsty and challenged the kings. However, the younger generation was killed so many times that no one dared to fight them. What a disgrace this was. Such a thing was unimaginable in his childhood.
"How pathetic!"
"how so?"
Many of the younger generation of demons could not accept this outcome. What they wanted to see was the complete defeat of these human prodigies who had traveled hundreds of millions of miles to come, rather than seeing a human swaggering around their demon territory, invincible and unmatched.
"Bloodwing Demon King, you've come too. You, Bloodwing Peerless, once broke through the encirclement of the Ten Demon Kings in a single battle, turned around and killed more than half of them. Your reputation is illustrious. Please step onto the stage. You are sure to defeat that human."
"I have already lost!"
"What?"
"You are the Demon King of the Bai Ze clan! Heavens, you seem to possess the purest bloodline, are you willing to fight?"
"No, I'm not good at fighting!"
The demon king, who also came from the Bai Ze clan and possessed the bloodline of the ancient wilderness, directly refused. He had only come to take a look and if given the chance, he would not mind sparring with the human race's prodigies, but he had no intention of letting the Supreme Dao human race reap the benefits.
"Does my demon race not have a demon king?"
For a long time, no demon king appeared to respond to Feng Bingwen's provocation, which made many demons feel ashamed and their blood was boiling, making it hard to bear.
"Are humans going to take control of this land? We demons are going to be reduced to mere mounts and battle pets for humans."
A great demon, old and frail, with a withered appearance and an aura of death emanating from him, cried out in agony.
"What about the Golden Crow Clan? At this point, why don't they send any of their clansmen to fight? Didn't they say that the princess only went into battle on her own last time, and that it wasn't arranged by them?"
"Why would the Golden Crow Clan, who want to form a marriage alliance with the Supreme Dao, intercept us at a time like this?"
"We honor the Golden Crow clan as royalty, yet they betray us at a time like this?"
"It's best to say less of these things. Times have changed. How many ethnic groups still respect the Golden Crow as royalty? It's normal for them to only consider their own interests."
"Are we just going to sit idly by and watch that human challenge us to a duel? Let him go back with an undefeated record?"
Boom!
Just then, as if mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting, a roar resounded at the boundary between heaven and earth, followed by a thick mist of water. This demon kingdom, ruled by the Golden Crow Clan, seemed to be sinking into the ocean and becoming a corner of the sea.
Splash!
Some demons wondered if they were hallucinating, because they smelled the fishy smell of the sea deep in the continent, but the next moment, the sound of surging tides rang out.
What is that?
A great demon cried out in alarm, for he had witnessed an incredibly unbelievable scene: at the northern boundary between heaven and earth, a white wave surged forth, engulfing everything, as if an ocean had been stirred up by an unparalleled being, about to devour billions of living beings.
"What happened?"
"Are the dragons going to set foot on land?"
Upon seeing the vast ocean, the demon race inevitably associates it with the ruler of the ocean, who was once considered a branch of the demon race. However, that group has severed ties with the demon race and does not believe that it has any connection with demons.
"No, not a dragon!"
A demon god appeared in the sky, his enormous body almost filling the heavens and earth. Divine light shot out from his eyes, piercing through the void and revealing the truth. Soon, he saw the huge figure surging in the waves!
"Kun?"
More and more demons saw the mythical creature that was coming with huge waves. It had indeed stirred up a vast ocean and landed on land. At this moment, it was riding on hundreds of millions of hectares of seawater.
"Just a demon king? Not a fully grown individual!"
As they drew closer, the aura emanating from the giant Kun that had stirred up towering waves was perceived by the powerful beings of the demon race, who immediately let out an extremely surprised cry. This was because the giant Kun's body was simply too enormous, yet the aura it emitted was completely disproportionate to its size.
"Demon King! Is this for the sake of the Supreme Daoist Child?"
The reason why a giant Kun, which was only at the level of a demon king and clearly not yet an adult, stepped onto the land seemed quite obvious. Many demons turned their gazes back to the calm young Taoist, their eyes showing less awe and more anticipation.
"Although Kun is strong, it will probably be difficult for it to defeat this human."
Although many demons felt hopeful, a considerable number remained pessimistic, believing Feng Bingwen to be invincible because of his numerous victories, including those against demon kings with ancient bloodlines who also emerged from mythology.
cracking!
Suddenly, a cry resounded in all directions. Under the speechless yet excited gazes of many demons, the giant Kun that stirred up the ocean suddenly leaped up from the waves.
On its enormous, jet-black body, which resembled a continent, speckles of gold appeared. A sharp beak emerged from its rounded head, and its already massive fins became even wider, revealing brilliant and sacred feathers. Then, it shone with golden light, illuminating all directions.
From Kun to Peng!
This is not a giant Kun, but a Kunpeng. In the ancient times that have become myths, it was also an extremely powerful creature. It is a myth within a myth.
Even though they had never heard of any deeds of this young Kunpeng that had not yet grown up, just seeing its form gave countless demons a great deal of confidence.
"I never expected that a Kunpeng would be born in this era!"
"It's truly unimaginable. But what about the original Kunpeng? Is his lifespan nearing its end?"
"It cannot be spoken of, be careful what you say. Such beings, whose achievements rival those of creation, whose lifespan is equal to that of heaven and earth, whose brilliance rivals that of the sun and moon, how could they possibly be bound by lifespan, how could they possibly have an end to their lives?"
"But if there's nothing wrong with that one, how could such a young Kunpeng be born? This isn't normal!"
"This is not something we should be discussing; that's a matter for the Demon Saint and Demon Emperor to consider!"
High in the heavens, many powerful demon beings were engaged in a heated discussion, while the immortals, saints, and Buddhas who had come to protect the geniuses of the human race were also discussing. Upon seeing the suddenly appearing young Kunpeng, countless thoughts surged within their hearts.
The appearance of the Kunpeng caused a great uproar and sparked numerous discussions. Many humans and demons who were engaged in combat stopped at this moment to watch the Kunpeng, which had already transformed into a roc, waving its legendary, sky-reaching wings and arriving on the battlefield.
"Can we capture the young Kunpeng and take it back?"
Many humans and demons hold such myths within myths in awe, but not everyone is like that. For example, Feng Bingwen at this moment stares intently at that ridiculously large creature.
It's hard to imagine that this thing is only at the Yuan Dan realm. If it breaks through and grows further, how huge will its body become?
Just as the records say, it can travel thousands of miles in a single move. That's truly terrifying. It's as if it's not a creature that should exist in this world. Even immortals couldn't withstand its every move.
"I have come as the Supreme Dao Child. Where is this human?"
The Kunpeng, thousands of feet tall and comparable to the body of a demon god, descended from the sky. However, during this process, its size continuously shrank until it finally transformed into a form indistinguishable from a human, roaring with utter hostility.
"I am here."
Five-colored divine light soared into the sky, transforming into a domain. Feng Bingwen remained calm and composed, speaking with composure. Even when facing a young Kunpeng, he remained fearless.
"I heard you intend to sweep away all the demon kings and make the demon race live in your shadow for generations?"
Enveloped in a vast divine light, its face was obscured, but a slender silhouette could be vaguely seen. The young Kunpeng with wings on its back asked a question.
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