Feng Bingwen spoke these words with utmost sincerity, without any pretense, because that was truly what he thought. After all, no powerful cultivator would willingly choose to reincarnate.
The mystery of the womb is no joke. One might be trapped in this cycle of rebirth, unable to regain their memories for several lifetimes, destined for mediocrity. Even if they are fortunate enough to embark on the path of cultivation, they will find it difficult to achieve great things.
The powerful beings who have been trapped in the cycle of reincarnation have been lost countless times. Even if they manage to return from the cycle of reincarnation, they may not be able to achieve better results than before their previous lives.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, no powerful being would deliberately pursue reincarnation. Immortality in one lifetime is enough; anything else is just nonsense.
"hehe!"
The Mountain Lord responded to Feng Bingwen's words of comfort with a cold laugh. Having fallen to such a state, he had nothing more to say.
Although he had a premonition that he would not have a good end, such a miserable fate was still beyond his expectations. He never thought that he would become a spirit of an object, with no choice or freedom at all.
"As the ancient saying goes in our land, since we are here, let us make the best of it."
Feng Bingwen didn't care about the mountain lord's attitude. After all, the other party really had nothing left. Wasn't he allowed to have some resentment? He wasn't that domineering.
"Brother Dao, please be patient for now. Once you gain my trust, you may be able to gain your freedom!"
That's true. Feng Bingwen doesn't know how other immortal sects treat their spiritual artifacts, but in the Supreme Dao, the spiritual artifacts of those powerful beings are all used with great ease and freedom.
The lord of this mountain range seemed to have fallen into his hands in a miserable state, but once he got to know him and understood the many rules and regulations, and that he wouldn't cause any trouble, Feng Bingwen really didn't mind letting this guy be free to go out and cause trouble.
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"Pooh!"
The Lord of the Mountain was in a terrible mood and just wanted to spit in Feng Bingwen's face. He had never seen such a shameless person.
"A stubborn scoundrel!"
Seeing that this guy was completely unyielding, Feng Bingwen shook his head helplessly and decided not to pay any attention to him for the time being. Anyway, he couldn't affect anything, so he just let him be.
He lowered his head, his eyes falling on the gleaming bright yellow seal in his hand. A thought struck him, and he smiled.
"I must take a name from you, so that my fame may spread far and wide in the future!"
As he spoke, Feng Bingwen looked around, then looked up at the sky. When he saw lightning flashing and thunder roaring across thousands of miles, he smiled broadly and tossed the large seal in his hand into the air.
"go!"
The bright yellow seal held in Feng Bingwen's hand left his palm and immediately grew taller into the air, defying the heavens. In just a few breaths, it transformed into a towering mountain, and amidst a sound that shook the heavens and earth, it was imprinted in the very center of the sky.
In an instant, hundreds of massive cracks in the void spread wildly where the seal had fallen, and the myriad lightning bolts representing the wrath of heaven were scattered and fragmented, leaving only a fraction of them intact, looking exceptionally miserable and pitiful.
The sky darkened instantly, with only a massive seal in the center, which seemed to collapse the sky, radiating boundless divine light, clearly visible even from thousands of miles away.
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, just what I wanted!"
Below, upon seeing the power of this seal, Feng Bingwen laughed uncontrollably. In a flash of inspiration, his mind focused, and he made a decision.
"Since you can cleave the heavens with a single seal, how about calling yourself the Heaven-Suppressing Seal?"
Although it was phrased as such, Feng Bingwen didn't expect anyone to answer him. As he asked the question, the words "Zhen Tian" appeared in the Daoist script beneath the seal.
What do you want to do?
Sensing the change in the Great Seal itself, which was the core of his predecessor, the Mountain Lord, or rather the spirit of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, who was originally feeling sorry for himself, was shocked and asked.
"Is there even a need to ask? Isn't the meaning obvious?"
Feng Bingwen chuckled and asked in return.
"No, in your world, is there no sky?"
"Of course there are."
"Don't you have reverence for the heavens?"
Although it had fallen to such a state, the spirit of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal never thought of resisting the will of heaven and earth, because it could not resist. It was a part of heaven and earth, so how could it resist heaven and earth?
"Of course, it's about having reverence!"
Feng Bingwen felt grateful to the will of Heaven, after all, it wasn't the first or second time that the other party had given him special treatment. If he didn't remember this kindness, it would be too beastly of him.
"If that's the case, how dare you call yourself Zhentian?"
The spirit of the Heavenly Seal asked in bewilderment, even pondering with deep concern: Could it be that this guy, after destroying his own world, intended to leave without taking him with him, which is why he gave him such a rebellious name?
Thinking of this, the spirit of the Heavenly Seal became somewhat anxious and uncertain. It had already fallen to such a state, yet it still couldn't protect itself and survive. This was simply too ridiculous.
"What's being suppressed is your world, not mine!"
Feng Bingwen didn't care about these trivial details; in his mind, the will of Heaven was not so petty.
Or rather, the will of Heaven is inherently devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness; the Way of Heaven is unpredictable and will not arbitrarily display its power over trivial matters.
In this world, there are countless young cultivators who shout about defying fate and changing their destiny. Ignorance of the immensity of heaven and earth is one of the characteristics of young cultivators, but the Heavenly Dao simply ignores them.
As their cultivation progresses, even the most stubborn cultivators will feel the vastness and immensity of heaven and earth, and gradually develop a sense of awe. In particular, cultivators who have experienced heavenly tribulations will not shout that their fate is in their own hands, not in the hands of heaven.
"But won't you take me back? If you bring me into your world, wouldn't that be an offense to the heavens?"
"That's well said!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but nod in agreement; the name was indeed a bit arrogant.
"We'll keep a low profile from now on; Heaven won't care about these things!"
"You wouldn't care?!"
Upon hearing this, the spirit of the Heavenly Seal couldn't help but feel a little envious. Its own will of heaven and earth was not so magnanimous; otherwise, it would not have fallen into a deep sleep back then, nor would it have had its body invaded after falling into a deep sleep.
"Hahaha, Heaven-Suppressing Seal, come with me and let us suppress this world. Let us settle our grievances and avenge our grudges!"
Feng Bingwen laughed loudly, holding the Zhentian Seal in his hand. With a series of great strides, the seal flew up and fell, causing the earth to tremble, mountains to collapse, rivers to flow backward, as if the world was about to be destroyed.
Although none of this was caused by his own subjective will, the spirit of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, which resided in the Great Seal and felt everything, also had a satisfying sense of revenge, as if he had vented all the pent-up frustration and resentment that had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years.
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