Jingle bells!
The sword energy, so sharp it could almost rip through the void, collided with the dragon-devouring worm, which seemed to be forged from refined iron. In an instant, even in the deep sea, golden sparks could be seen gushing forth like a spring.
Under the onslaught of sword energy, even those that could withstand the first wave could not withstand the subsequent relentless attacks of the Dragon-Eating Insects. They shattered one after another, releasing highly corrosive and viscous insect fluid.
"What a fierce sword formation!"
Upon seeing this scene, even the arrogant Black Dragon couldn't help but think more highly of Feng Bingwen. After all, such a ferocious creature, deliberately designed to target the dragon race, was truly troublesome.
Its ferocity is no less when it comes to creatures other than dragons; it has an even more terrifying killing power against creatures that are more vulnerable than dragons.
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, fellow Daoist!"
Feng Bingwen smiled faintly. When the ancient sword tower first came into his hands, it was covered in cracks and was barely pieced together to resemble a tower.
However, during the years he followed him, the ancient tower received nourishment from the remains of many ferocious creatures, especially during his journey through the Netherworld Path, followed by three years in the Abyss.
Although the essence of those demons with divine and demonic bloodlines was absorbed by Feng Bingwen's Dharma form after they were killed in the abyss, the remaining residue, along with the demons without divine and demonic bloodlines, was enough to push the quality of the Ancient Sword Tower to another level.
Even now, with his newly promoted status as an Earth Immortal, his prestige was not diminished in the slightest, and no one could tell that he had just survived the Heavenly Tribulation.
"However, while your immortal sword is sharp, my Heavenly Thunder Pearl is no less formidable!"
Watching Feng Bingwen slaughter the insect swarm in front of him, and recalling the fearful look he had just shown, the Black Dragon felt a little embarrassed. In order to save face, he opened his mouth and spat out a purple-black thunder pearl that was as big as a bucket.
The moment it appeared, a thunderous roar erupted from it, then poured down like a waterfall into the sword-wielding killing array constructed from immortal swords.
Feng Bingwen saw it clearly: when the seemingly violent lightning struck the dragon-devouring insects, which looked like they were made of refined iron, it only crackled and made the insects squeaky and their shells brighter and even more active. It did not have any effective direct killing effect.
Oh, no, at least it's clear that the black dragon put in a lot of effort, but unfortunately these insects are immune to damage, so it all came to nothing.
Seeing this, Feng Bingwen glanced at the black dragon beneath his feet but remained silent. The dragon had already put in so much effort; what could he possibly say? Being too critical wouldn't be good.
Seemingly sensing his gaze, or perhaps it was just his imagination, the black dragon activated the clearly high-grade thunder pearl with even greater effort.
The lightning intensified by three points, and some of the insects were also blasted apart in mid-air by the increasingly violent lightning. However, compared to the swarm of insects being strangled by the sword formation, this achievement seemed insignificant, even somewhat laughable.
But he saw through it but didn't say anything. After all, the other party was a dragon who had brought him here to slay demons, so he had to give him some face. After all, the way these insects were addressed was quite obvious.
If the black dragon were to go down and fight these insects, it might risk its own demise. Now that this human immortal is present and possesses the most powerful offensive immortal sword, it has just resolved the crisis for the black dragon.
As for appearances and such, are they really that important to a true dragon that has probably lived for a thousand years, or even ten thousand years?
Compared to one's own life and safety, this kind of thing can be completely discarded in critical moments. And then picked up again when the time is right.
Even among human immortals, lifespan is still somewhat inferior to that of the dragon race, which is blessed with exceptional lifespan.
For one or two thousand years, human immortals might be able to hold their own against the dragon race, but for three or five thousand years, let alone earth immortals, even celestial immortals might perish.
When that time comes, who will remember what happened today? Won't the face we sacrificed today be picked up just as easily?
As a race with naturally long lifespans, to fully realize the long lifespan bestowed upon them by their bloodline, they must possess the corresponding vision and perspective.
"Fellow Daoist is absolutely right. Even I am ashamed to admit that the power of this thunder technique is unmatched!"
Feng Bingwen was lying through his teeth, just being tactful. What was wrong with that? In any case, all the benefits he received would ultimately fall into his lap. This was a gift from Heaven, something even the Dragon Clan couldn't take away.
"Hehe, that's for sure!"
Hearing Feng Bingwen's praise, the black dragon accepted it without any embarrassment, after all, he was the black dragon.
Moreover, although his lightning magic was ineffective against insects, it didn't mean his lightning power was weak; it just meant that there was something wrong with this enemy. If it were simply a matter of comparing the power of his lightning magic, he was confident that he would definitely surpass the immortal before him.
"Fellow Daoist, besides being slashed by these sharp weapons, do these insects have any other weaknesses?"
"Other weaknesses? What other methods do you have?"
Black Dragon asked with a hint of curiosity.
He believed that the human immortal in front of him was a sword immortal who was proficient in the way of the sword. In his impression, a sword immortal was not only proficient in one way, but should he disdain other spells and supernatural powers?
Dragon prejudice!
"I have real fire!"
Feng Bingwen answered casually.
Which kind of true fire?
Black Dragon's eyes lit up. Most true dragons are water-based, and it's rare to find a different species like Black Dragon. Therefore, these insects are most immune to the water and lightning magic that dragons are most adept at. As for the others, they are quite ordinary.
It's not that there aren't any true dragons who can master supernatural powers beyond their bloodline, but such true dragons are extremely rare. After all, their bloodlines are so powerful that the vast majority of true dragons spend their entire lives exploring the potential hidden within their bloodlines. Why bother going to great lengths and pursuing unrelated magical arts and supernatural powers with half the effort?
"Will the True Fire of the Sun work? If not, I still have the Southern Bright Fire. If that doesn't work, I still have the Pure Yang True Fire!"
Feng Bingwen revealed some of his secrets, but the black dragon beneath his feet could never have imagined that he had already gathered all seven true fires.
Even for immortals, mastering one true fire is considered a great stroke of luck. As for someone like him who has gathered all seven true fires, only those ancient beings who have lived for countless years and whose strength has almost reached the limit that this world can contain can have such an honor.
"You've mastered so much true fire? No wonder you're an immortal from the Supreme Dao!"
After receiving the shocking information implied in Feng Bingwen's nonchalant tone, Heilong quickly recovered from his brief astonishment, praised it extensively, and then found it quite reasonable.
It's not surprising that such exaggerated beings appear in the Supreme Dao, after all, their founding patriarch was someone who slaughtered more than ten innate gods and demons in succession.
"All of these true fires are useful to these insects. If you have enough true fire at your disposal, you can even refine a rare iron from beyond the realm from these insects!"
"Rare iron from beyond the realm?"
Feng Bingwen was somewhat curious.
"You can think of it as a kind of immortal iron that has never existed in our world!"
"Black Dragon replied."
"Didn't you say these insects were cultivated using the remains of your dragon race? How come you were able to refine extraterrestrial immortal iron after burning these insects?"
"That self-proclaimed Buddha, the Heavenly Demon Lord, only used the corpses of my fallen kin as the main material, with some other materials added as well, so what's so strange about that?"
"It's nothing, I was just being nosy!"
After understanding the reason, Feng Bingwen smiled, then looked down at the swarm of insects that were completely enveloped by the sword formation, emitting a shrill and unpleasant shriek as they raged in the waves, trying to break through the blockade. He smiled faintly, then leaped off the dragon's back.
A violent hurricane, almost comparable to the celestial energy, rushed towards them. As the storm swirled around Feng Bingwen, his body gradually grew larger and stronger, even becoming imposing.
Golden flames ignited from his seven orifices and then emanated like flowing liquid gold, gradually enveloping every part of his body.
boom--
A giant wreathed in a thousand feet of true fire descended from the sky, crashing heavily into the center of the sword formation, creating a ring of towering waves. Countless insects were swept up by the waves, helplessly rising and falling with them. However, some extremely unlucky creatures were so close to Feng Bingwen that they were directly engulfed by the flames spewing from the giant's body.
Just as the black dragon had said, these ferocious insects, which were unafraid of raging tides and storms and could even ignore thunder, began to melt at a visible speed under the scorching heat of the true fire. After they were burned to ashes, they left behind irregular lumps of iron of varying sizes.
"Hahaha!"
Feng Bingwen waved his hand and collected all the remnants of the Dragon-Eating Insects after they were burned to ashes by the true fire in his palm. He squeezed them tightly and gathered them into a ball. After feeling the strength within, a genuine smile appeared on his face.
"Not bad!"
At this moment, Feng Bingwen's gaze towards the surging swarm of insects changed completely. This was not only a great gift from Heaven, but also a moving immortal mine.
"kill!"
As if transformed into a fire god, Feng Bingwen charged into the insect nest, rampaging and killing everything in his path. Wherever he went, the ferocious insects melted away like wax, turning into lumps of iron of various sizes.
"..."
Above the sword formation, a black dragon, its body stretching a thousand feet, carried a purple pearl that radiated endless lightning, its large vertical head concealing deep envy.
Unfortunately, if he were to actually fall into the insect hive, it would be impossible for him to charge in like the humans. He doesn't possess any true fire, and these insects are natural enemies of a dragon like him, who is enormous and possesses supernatural powers such as wind, thunder, and water.
For his own safety, and also for the sake of his long lifespan of at least six thousand years, even if this human saw through him, it wouldn't be a big deal. This human looked extremely young, but he might not live as long as him. The one who survives to the end is the king.
"But this guy has far too much true fire. It's gotten so big, yet he can still spread true fire all over his body. Damn it, can I find a way to get a fire seed from him?"
"But for someone of my dragon bloodline, mastering true fire would require an immense amount of effort. And these insects aren't everywhere; we just happened to encounter them today. If it comes at a great cost, it might not be worth it."
Black Dragon stared at Feng Bingwen with envy, weighing his options in his mind, but ultimately couldn't make up his mind.
After all, today was just a coincidence. He happened to run into a swarm of insects that even he, the Dragon King, found troublesome. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the insect swarms bred from those hybrid dragon species seriously. After all, no matter how immune to dragon supernatural powers they are, there is a limit.
Thus, under the envious and twisted gaze of a true dragon, Feng Bingwen only spent half an hour to slaughter the billions of insect swarms.
"Haha, thank you so much, fellow Daoist! I've only just arrived in the Desolate Sea and I've already encountered such a great opportunity!"
Feng Bingwen stepped out of the raging inferno and into the sky, his handsome face beaming with a carefree smile—a smile that came from the depths of his heart.
"This is but a small gift, nothing more than a token of my respect. I hope you will accept it, fellow Daoist!"
As he spoke, Feng Bingwen took out an iron ball, about the size of a bushel and roughly the same size as the spirit pearl atop the black dragon's horns, and handed it over.
"This was obtained by you, fellow Daoist, using true fire to slaughter the insect swarm. How can this be allowed!"
Black Dragon made a show of reluctance, but as he said those words, he opened his mouth and swallowed the iron ball whole.
After all, this is a rare and precious immortal iron from beyond the realm. Although it has not yet been fully understood, the principle that rarity increases value is undeniable.
"This is what you deserve, fellow Daoist. There's no need for you to refuse. In the future, as I slaughter demons in this desolate sea, I will need your help in the future!"
Feng Bingwen cupped his hands and smiled.
"That's natural!"
Looking at Feng Bingwen's current state, Heilong's eyes darted around, and he realized what was going on. However, since he had accepted the favor, he couldn't bring himself to say anything blunt.
After all, they had just received the benefits, but they immediately turned their backs on them. This was too shameless. Moreover, this Taoist priest was not without background. If they really offended him, he would run back to his mountain gate and complain to his ancestor, which would inevitably cause him a lot of trouble.
Therefore, it's good to have this Taoist priest by our side. Putting aside everything else, at least his sword formation has some merits, and his true fire is a nemesis to those insects.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no time to lose, let's set off immediately. I wonder where we can find a swarm of insects like this. To be honest, I haven't had enough of the battle yet!"
“These insects may look ordinary, but when they gather together, their intelligence is not much less than ours. They can hide, so wait a while and there’s no need to rush.”
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