"..."
A moment of silence followed. Even the supreme being, who had lived for an extremely long time, was stunned by the true colors revealed by the current Supreme Dao Master. Just moments ago, he was exuding domineering power and acting as if he were protecting his own, but in the blink of an eye, he began to extort money.
"I will soon pass away, and at that time the original energy in my Dao fruit will all be obtained by you, my disciples."
Having already made his decision, the Supreme Being spoke up. He did not want to clash with this Supreme Dao Master at this moment. He even felt that if he did not make things clear, given the Dao Master's current attitude, he might not hesitate to fight him.
"Transformation!"
The Supreme Dao Master glanced thoughtfully at Feng Bingwen, who was smugly pleased with himself for capturing a Kunpeng. Then, this supreme being's attitude changed drastically, and even his eyes became somewhat different.
"Fellow Daoist, you truly have excellent eyesight!"
The Dao Lord praised Feng Bingwen against his conscience. It was obvious that this ancient being had taken a liking to this guy for some unknown reason and chose to bet on Feng Bingwen.
To be honest, he really wanted to ask what it was about this kid that he saw in him. He looked him over from all angles but couldn't find anything outstanding about him. But he couldn't say that, because that would be like humiliating the other person.
We should still give him some face. Judging from his next plans, he's most likely going to reincarnate. He's even arranged for his protectors. If we keep thinking about it, he'll end up getting the meat anyway. He'll benefit from both sides, so why make things difficult for himself?
"..."
The Supreme Dao Master's words left this Venerable One speechless and unwilling to respond. He also wanted to ask what outstanding qualities this young man possessed that would earn such praise from a Dao Master like himself.
To be honest, he didn't think much of Feng Bingwen, or rather, there were almost no living beings in the world that could catch his eye. If it weren't for his second brother's uncanny ability to predict the future, he would never have made the previous move.
He also seriously asked his second brother why he had chosen this young man, but his second brother couldn't say, bluntly stating that there was something obscure and unfathomable about him.
"Fellow Daoist, are you trying to lure that old Kunpeng with your actions?"
"Does the Dao Lord intend to help me?"
"No need, my old arms and legs are too weak to walk around outside. A great calamity is coming soon, I need to save my energy!"
"A great calamity?"
The Supreme Being's heart stirred, and he asked with a hint of probing. He knew that the immortals of the Supreme Dao were all extremely special, and that this was closely related to that Dao Venerable.
"We'll ask you about the details after you become a disciple of my sect."
The Supreme Daoist Master didn't reveal anything, but his tone was quite peculiar, making people feel a little itchy.
"In short, I will certainly not let you down or make you regret your choice. A great calamity can also be a great opportunity!"
"A great opportunity."
Even though he knew that the Supreme Dao Master was tempting him, this supreme being was still moved. What could be such a great opportunity as spoken of by a Dao Ancestor who stood at the pinnacle of heaven and earth? How many things in this world could still be effective for him?
"The Dao Master cannot reveal even a little bit?"
"It cannot be spoken of."
The divine sense that had been drawn in by Feng Bingwen's commotion vanished instantly, leaving without giving the ancient being a chance to probe further.
"What did they talk about?"
Feng Bingwen, who was craning his neck to look down, vaguely sensed something. He had seen his Dao Lord several times before, so he knew that this big shot had descended and was talking to someone he was familiar with.
But as he listened, he realized he couldn't hear anything anymore, which made him very dissatisfied. He had thought he could hear some important information, but there was nothing.
"You want to ride the Kunpeng?"
Feng Bingwen was prepared to speak with his Dao Lord again, but this Dao Lord, who had clearly descended, retreated again for some unknown reason. Before he could even make up a few words in his mind, a will descended and communicated with him.
"I want to, but I feel that with my strength, I can only dream about it. I don't have the foundation to ride a Kunpeng!"
He might think about it, but when it came to actually doing it, Feng Bingwen would still back down. Behind this little Kunpeng was a terrifyingly old Kunpeng, which was something he simply couldn't contend with.
"No, I'm behind you. All your ideas can be put into practice!"
"..."
This time, it was Feng Bingwen's turn to be silent, because he suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart.
"Boss, what do you want me to do?"
“Do what you want to do. Didn’t you claim you wanted to ride the Kunpeng? Ride this Kunpeng out and don’t worry about anyone. If anyone dares to attack you, you can handle it yourself if you can, and I will help you if you can’t. There’s no need to worry about anything.”
"No need for any concerns?"
Feng Bingwen pondered. The last person who had just said these words to him had already slipped away, and now another old guy was telling him not to worry. Could he believe this nonsense?
Moreover, there is an even more serious question for him to ponder: when he made his wish, had all the evil deeds he had committed really been resolved?
Go!
As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to him, and he who takes another's money is bound to him." Even if he obtained this great opportunity through good deeds, theoretically he should sever all karmic ties. However, the karmic arrangements made by the Heavenly Book are still traceable, and there are some things he cannot escape.
For example, right now, an irresistible force forced him to sit on the back of the Kunpeng woman, who had returned to her original form. The Kunpeng, who was conscious but seriously injured and exhausted, had also regained some of her mobility. She wanted to resist, but the force pressed her down so that she could only barely move in the air.
She felt a chilling sensation in her heart. If she dared to make a move, even an ordinary immortal would be no match for her, and their body, which could only look up to them, would explode in the next moment, turning into a pile of flesh and bone fragments.
Thus, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a handsome young Taoist priest with an extraordinary aura appeared beneath a scarred Kunpeng, standing tall in the vast blue sky.
The young Taoist priest, who appeared refreshed and unharmed, surrounded by five-colored divine light and accompanied by a dragon and a tiger, formed a striking contrast with the Kunpeng sitting beside him. The Kunpeng was enormous, comparable to a mountain, yet it was covered in wounds and looked miserable. Their appearance caused gasps and stirred up a huge uproar.
"Am I seeing things? Am I seeing things? This human actually appeared riding a Kunpeng!"
"How could this be? This is a fantasy! Don't even think about disturbing my demonic mind!"
"How could the human race possibly defeat the Kunpeng? Absurd, this is fake!"
Feng Bingwen's appearance caused a great commotion, which originated from the demon race who had high expectations for Kunpeng Girl. However, reality shattered all their fantasies and beautiful expectations, giving them a big slap in the face.
Many demons found this outcome difficult to accept, not only those who had not yet grown up and possessed special bloodlines, but also those demon immortals and demon gods who had already dominated a region and ruled over mountains.
That's a Kunpeng! How could it possibly lose in a battle between people of the same realm? How could it possibly lose?
"I do not accept this result. Human, no matter how talented you are, how could you possibly defeat Kunpeng? What methods did you use?"
A demon god manifested directly in the sky. To some demons on the ground, its thousands of feet tall body was simply towering and domineering, possessing unparalleled power.
Such a being manifested directly, its overwhelming demonic aura pressing down on Feng Bingwen without any concealment.
He was not only unable to accept the result, but also because Feng Bingwen's attitude at this moment was a blatant provocation against the demon race. Kunpeng, who doesn't know why such a sacred creature was revered in ancient times?
But then this human actually came out riding a Kunpeng! What do they take the demon race for? How can we tolerate such contempt and provocation?
"You may question what methods the Supreme Daoist used; we can discuss that later. But shouldn't you rein in your demonic aura now? Who are you trying to oppress? To return to ancient times? This is the era in which our human race dominates the world!"
Feng Bingwen didn't sense anything. A ghostly, yin-filled immortal appeared, with a Netherworld Kingdom faintly visible behind him. Without a doubt, this person must be from the Netherworld Path, one of the few extremely powerful Daoist sects of the human race.
"Does the demon race no longer want to abide by the rules? If they want to tear off the mask of civility, we're ready to fight. At worst, we'll have a battle and see who ends up worse off!"
A sword immortal also manifested, with seven cyan flying swords chasing and playing around his body like dragons, full of spirituality. However, the sword light shifted and moved, inadvertently revealing a sharpness that was enough to cleave the void.
"Not following the rules? It was you humans who broke the rules first, how dare you say we don't follow the rules?"
There was a demon immortal arguing, his words and expressions filled with anger. This was also a demon who did not believe that Kunpeng would be defeated.
"What makes you think we humans don't follow the rules?"
"If your human race had followed the rules, how could you possibly have defeated the Kunpeng?"
"When people of the same realm clash, why can't our human race defeat your demon race? How laughable, how absurd! He is the Dao Child of our human race's number one immortal sect!"
"You are the ones who are laughable. Your human race is inherently inferior. What makes you think you can win?"
It wasn't just one demon immortal who started arguing; almost all the demons believed that Feng Bingwen shouldn't have won. They thought he must have used some unfair means to achieve victory and even beat that Kunpeng so badly.
The Kunpeng stirred up a vast ocean, and its overwhelming power swept across the heavens and earth was witnessed by many demon races. As for that human Dao Child, many demon races acknowledged that he was very strong, but not strong enough to compete with the Kunpeng.
Even if he didn't use his full strength to fight on equal terms, he shouldn't have beaten Kunpeng so badly while remaining completely unharmed. This is strange and illogical.
"well!"
Hearing the people above him, who were pillars of their respective tribes, making a fuss because of him, Feng Bingwen sighed helplessly.
He discovered that not only did the demon race not believe he would win, but even his own people, including immortals and ancient Buddhas, were asking him what methods he had used to defeat Kunpeng.
Clearly, these powerful human beings who inquired through telepathy also believed that he had used some unconventional methods. At this point, even if they engaged in heated debates with the demon race, it would only be based on the human race's position, and they would never admit it, much less back down.
boom!
Facts speak louder than words. Feng Bingwen didn't even bother to explain; his gaze quickly settled on a demon immortal amidst the chaos of the scene.
Because this is the territory of the demon race, but because they need to come into contact with the human race, these powerful demons all appear in a half-human, half-demon form, with human form but also very distinct racial characteristics.
At this moment, the demon immortal that Feng Bingwen had his eye on was just like this. He had several crimson tails on his back, swaying in the wind. He was a fox immortal, but unfortunately, he was not a beautiful and charming female fox immortal who was the most outstanding in the world. Instead, he was an old and decrepit creature with a hunched back.
After selecting his target, Feng Bingwen didn't say a word. He stood up directly from the Kunpeng's back, used the Law of Heaven and Earth, and a chaotic phenomenon appeared behind him in an instant. The divine being that had been conceived in the chaos stepped forward and merged with him.
In an instant, Feng Bingwen stepped into an extremely terrifying realm. At this moment, Feng Bingwen, whose size was even somewhat comparable to the Kunpeng he was sitting on, slapped the fox spirit he had chosen.
Although the old fox spirit was old and frail, with declining vitality and lifespan, he was still a demon immortal. When Feng Bingwen's gaze fell upon him, the old fox spirit reacted. In fact, when Feng Bingwen struck out with his palm, the old fox spirit retaliated without hesitation.
He wasn't some nobody with no background who would have to be careful about what he did; he came from Tushan. But even with a powerful background, it couldn't change the situation he was facing.
After striking out with his palm, the old fox spirit sensed something was wrong, but it was too late for him to regret it. Feng Bingwen was incredibly powerful at this moment, and he even had the idea of exchanging blows with his own master.
The Gene Era
With a single palm strike, the fox spirit's instinctive counterattack was instantly extinguished, and then Feng Bingwen's palm landed on the old fox spirit.
The old fox flew out of the sky, blood splattering everywhere. It crashed into a rocky mountain, shattering half of it, before slamming onto the ground, carving out furrows for miles around. Then it lay motionless, revealing its true form.
The sky, which had been filled with arguing, fell silent in an instant. Countless gazes simultaneously fell upon Feng Bingwen, staring at the young Taoist whose aura was rapidly declining.
How did you do that?
A demon immortal stared intently at Feng Bingwen; that was also a fox immortal.
"During the previous battle, I accidentally attained enlightenment, gained some new insights, and acquired some special abilities."
Feng Bingwen remained calm and sat back on the Kunpeng's back. The Kunpeng woman was bound by a force she could not resist and could only let Feng Bingwen do as he pleased.
"..."
Silence fell again. Many powerful demons were speechless. They looked at each other and could basically confirm that the attack just now was launched by Feng Bingwen himself. He was no ordinary demon, yet he possessed the power to fight against immortals. In this light, Kunpeng's defeat did not seem so incomprehensible.
"I misjudged the situation earlier, but even so, shouldn't you release Kunpeng now?"
"On what grounds?"
Feng Bingwen spoke against his will, looking down on the scene.
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