"Damn it!"
Upon seeing the celestial book deep within his consciousness, which had been suddenly triggered by his casual remark, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but curse. However, after cursing, his mind calmed down. His only regret was that he didn't know the level of good deeds he had accumulated over the years, because he had never looked at them.
Over the years, he has been focused on the same thing with almost no distractions. He didn't care about the increase of good and evil deeds recorded in the Heavenly Book, because he never intended to use the Heavenly Book to do anything else.
However, a casual remark he made at that moment, triggered by the scene, seemed to be taken as a prayer by the heavenly book, burning away the good deeds he had accumulated over the years, which would soon become reality.
To be honest, Feng Bingwen was really looking forward to it. Although he didn't specify the type or purpose of that innate spiritual root, it had already reached this level, so whatever its purpose, it certainly wouldn't be bad.
"Tsk!"
After staring at the scroll of heavenly book for a while, and seeing that the blazing golden flames that completely enveloped the book showed no sign of extinguishing, Feng Bingwen stopped focusing on the matter.
It's likely that his accumulated merits over the years aren't too bad. It will probably take some time for this flame to completely burn away all the good deeds he's done over the years, so there's no need for him to waste his time here.
Thinking of this, Feng Bingwen took a step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared from the Taishangdao Mountain Gate. When he reappeared, he was in a brand-new blessed land with a wild and untamed atmosphere. This was the blessed land that he had created not long ago.
This blessed land is no longer the empty and desolate place it was when he first created it, because he chose to move everything from that fragment of the ruined world here, so it is much more lively now.
Leaving aside the monster hordes active deep underground, which are still reviving and expanding, the most lively group on the surface at this moment is undoubtedly the Otherworldly Humans, who have just been relocated to a completely new environment.
Because the changes in the environment were so drastic and obvious, they quickly realized that their surroundings were completely different from what they had known before, except for the small area under their feet.
A group of energetic young adults are exploring a completely unfamiliar area, while the original settlements, including women, children, and the young, continue with their original way of life.
Although they know that the world has changed, they need a period of time to adapt and adjust before they can change along with it; they cannot change immediately.
At this moment, in the widest square in the center of the settlement, a group of half-grown children, who had just begun to speak and already had muscular physiques, were gathered together, beginning to practice breathing exercises under the guidance of the most experienced hunters in the tribe.
There are no elderly people in this settlement, because those who were saved by Feng Bingwen back then were almost all young humans with full of vitality. He also bestowed upon them cultivation methods, and since it hasn't been long, no one has aged yet.
Among the newly born humans, there was an inconspicuous little one who was waving his little fists along with the other half-grown children.
At this moment, Feng Bingwen's gaze fell on this little one. The reincarnation of the Supreme One should have been ordinary according to the original arrangement, with some talent for cultivation, but not much, just enough to glimpse the threshold of cultivation.
Unfortunately, this supreme being made a mistake during his reincarnation. He was supposed to be extremely ordinary, but shortly after his birth, someone forcibly replaced his heart with a seven-pointed exquisite heart.
Even if it's not the original, the Seven-Pointed Exquisite Heart is still a symbol of the innate sages of the human race. It was transferred to the body of this supreme reincarnation, and even though he is not very old, it has already begun to show some signs.
Feng Bingwen, who is already an Earth Immortal, has not refined his martial arts, but his current high level of cultivation makes him stand out. From his superior position, he can easily see that little guy. Although his fists look a bit funny, in terms of skill, only those teenagers who seriously hone their martial arts can compare to him.
The reason it looks so funny is mainly because this little guy is so tiny. His small size and still-developing body make him look quite adorable.
"When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will first test their sinews and bones, starve their body, and leave them destitute..."
Feng Bingwen muttered something under his breath, then looked at the Supreme Reincarnation who was waving his little fists with a malicious gaze.
Since it was a newly created blessed land, apart from the humans from the other side, most of the remaining areas were relatively empty, except for some spirits and monsters that had been born under the influence of his companion spirit.
However, most of these spirits and monsters that have emerged are ignorant and unaware of the outside world. They can even be described as innocent and romantic. Therefore, as long as humans do not provoke them, they will not attack humans.
Under such circumstances, the survival pressure on these humans is basically gone. As for the monster tribe that he placed underground, because it was placed quite far away, this human settlement needs to develop to a certain extent before it can encounter them.
"We can't be too comfortable!"
Feng Bingwen raised his finger, intending to exercise his authority as the lord of this blessed land to alter the underground structure so that these humans could encounter monsters earlier, but in the end he stopped.
The reincarnation of this supreme being is still quite young. By the time he truly grows into a teenager, the tribe's expansion should be able to come into contact with those monsters. For now, let's give him a proper childhood; otherwise, it would be too cruel. In the end, he has also received the legacy of this supreme being.
"However, a complete childhood should include not only joyful memories but also funny stories that are hard to talk about!"
Feng Bingwen finally lowered his hand, but he had only set up a few martial arts inheritance sites around the tribe. He wanted to give this human settlement more inheritances, but to obtain them, one had to go through a series of tests. Don't expect him to feed them directly.
"It's time to head to the desolate sea!"
After making arrangements for this supreme reincarnation, Feng Bingwen didn't interfere much. He didn't intend to plan every step these divine beings would take, after all, he was still far from transcendence. So, the real path was for them to walk on their own.
"We can't let Heaven down!"
Feng Bingwen had not forgotten the words he had muttered casually when he was undergoing his tribulation. He also believed that it was because of those words that the tribulation would occasionally send down a bolt of divine lightning from the wood element to strike him.
Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen? He is not the favored son of Heaven. Although he received the blessings of gods and demons, he is not a born god or demon.
Currently, a group of extraterrestrial demons are lurking on the outskirts of this world, posing a threat. The Dragon Clan is currently engaged in battle with them and has yet to completely eliminate them.
The will of Heaven instinctively requires all living beings in the world to eliminate these threats from beyond the heavens; otherwise, they would ultimately be a threat to her.
Therefore, if a cultivator makes a great vow, they might receive some extra care during their tribulation. Of course, they must have sufficient strength; otherwise, if they are too weak, the Heavenly Dao will not bother with them, and they will be wasting their time going there anyway.
"Come!"
Feng Bingwen reached out and a celestial wheel radiating five-colored immortal light appeared in his palm. At this moment, he was finally able to unleash two or three tenths of the power of this spiritual artifact. To fully unleash the full power of this artifact, he would at least need to advance to the level of a Celestial Immortal.
"master!"
"Let's go, follow me to slay the demon!"
At this moment, Feng Bingwen felt a surge of pride and anticipation. Many years ago, the Primordial Dragon King had parted ways with him to go to the Desolate Sea to resist the invasion of extraterrestrial demons, and he wondered what had become of him.
A beam of celestial light shot out from the gate of the Supreme Dao Mountain and headed towards the vast and boundless depths of the sea. During this process, no one appeared to stop him, allowing Feng Bingwen to walk freely.
This was somewhat unexpected for Feng Bingwen. Given his current level of expertise, it wasn't hard for Feng Bingwen to imagine that when he first joined the Supreme Dao, his background had already been thoroughly investigated by the big shots in the Chinese world.
Especially the fact that he received funding from those innate deities, after all, his Dao body is not human, it is a physique that can be possessed innately, and the traces of acquired transformation are extremely conspicuous in the eyes of those big shots.
Perhaps only the Heavenly Book deep within his consciousness remained unseen, but that was just a possibility; Feng Bingwen was truly unsure whether the Pure Yang Dao Master had seen it.
After all, the sight he saw from the other party's pointed finger was far too astonishing. Even if such a being knew about the celestial book on his body, he would probably remain unmoved, or even disdain it.
However, no matter what, he is involved in a wide range of matters. He can even have a significant influence on whether the divine being can also join the Supreme Dao in the future and become a disciple and successor of the Supreme Dao lineage.
As a result, Feng Bingwen realized that he seemed to have taken himself too seriously, or rather, he had taken those divine beings who wanted to seek the path to transcendence too seriously.
For the Supreme Dao, whether or not these divine beings joined didn't seem to matter much. Those immortals didn't care at all, at least not the current Supreme Dao Master. Feng Bingwen sensed that the Dao Master coveted his blood, but only wanted to use it to water the tea trees.
"This is the desolate sea?"
As they traversed the vast and boundless sea, advancing ever towards the boundaries of heaven and earth, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but furrow his brow.
Although he had heard about it before, Feng Bingwen was only able to truly understand the meaning of the desolate sea as he got closer: barren, silent, and most importantly, with scarce spiritual energy.
Feng Bingwen felt this particularly clearly, because his escape technique was too fast, even breaking through the void from time to time to travel over distances, so he could clearly feel the spiritual energy gradually becoming thinner.
For the vast majority of life, the desolate sea and its surrounding area are a true wasteland. Whether cultivators or mortals, the increasingly violent waves are enough to swallow up all creatures whose cultivation level is insufficient.
Ordinary cultivators are swallowed up by the increasingly violent waves as they approach the desolate sea due to the dwindling spiritual energy.
In particular, the power of many magical techniques used by cultivators will be greatly reduced because they cannot resonate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
This is an extremely terrifying thing. It means that cultivators are not qualified to survive in the desolate sea until they become powerful enough to form their own world, let alone engage in combat.
Of course, there is one exception: those creatures with naturally strong physiques. The scarcity of spiritual energy has no effect on them, and the raging waves are meaningless to them.
Therefore, the responsibility of guarding the desolate sea naturally fell to the dragons. Of course, in exchange, they also gained the authority to rule over all the seas!
"That's right, this is the Desolate Sea, sir. I know your physique is special, but you'd better learn to be careful here. Unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to use me, as the consumption is just too great!"
The Five Elements Heavenly Wheel, held in Feng Bingwen's palm, couldn't help but speak up at this moment.
If we're talking about knowledge alone, even those ancient relics who have lived for thousands of years might not be able to compare to him.
This wasn't his first time visiting the desolate sea, a place forbidden to all living beings. After all, no matter how harsh the environment, it only prohibits the weak. For the truly strong, wherever they go, it's like walking on flat ground, a smooth road ahead.
"Um!"
Feng Bingwen nodded, though it was unclear whether he had taken it all in. The waves beneath their feet were already hundreds of feet high, their violent force enough to shake every living being who witnessed it.
However, Feng Bingwen remained unmoved. He had already witnessed the creation of the world with his own eyes, so how could a mere storm possibly disturb him?
"I should find a dragon first!"
A dazzling divine light burst forth from Feng Bingwen's eyes, and mysterious and obscure innate Dao patterns appeared densely in his pupils, forming a perfectly natural magic array.
"Found it!"
The thin dragon energy permeated the raging, desolate sea, and even the towering waves and violent hurricanes could not erase it.
This seems to be the dragons' silent declaration of their dominion over this place, even though it is a true wasteland that merely marks the boundary between heaven and earth.
"hold head high!"
When Feng Bingwen found the dragon, his sinister vertical pupils suddenly opened in the storm, looking at where Feng Bingwen was. A violent dragon roar was heard, and a storm of wind and rain rushed towards him, like endless sharp blades and thousands of flying swords.
Who goes there?
"Supreme Daoist, Feng Bingwen, has come to the desolate sea to lend his assistance!"
(End of this chapter)
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