"Admit defeat?"
Having just warmed up and gotten into the swing of things, Feng Bingwen's expression turned cold when he heard the peacock opposite him so easily admit defeat.
"Your robes are not stained with blood, and your demonic power is still abundant. Are you not afraid of tarnishing the reputation of the Peacock Clan by admitting defeat so easily?"
"Daozi is joking. Even the Golden-Winged Roc King can only flee before you. Even if I admit defeat, how many people will laugh at me?"
The handsome and extraordinary young man, whose demonic power even surged with the five elements of spiritual energy gathering behind him to form a divine wheel, replied calmly.
There is one advantage to fighting against someone of Feng Bingwen's level: his status is too high. The reputation of the Supreme Dao has been passed down from ancient times. Even if they are of similarly high status, they will not lose face by bowing their heads and admitting defeat, because everyone will think it is reasonable and normal.
You're right!
Feng Bingwen also realized that as long as he gained the slightest advantage, the guy fighting him would readily admit defeat without much psychological burden.
"Then please, Daozi, stop!"
Even in defeat, the peacock-transformed youth still exudes charm and possesses a unique air. If he were among the human race, walking the streets and alleys in this form, he would probably receive quite a few sachets.
"Stop! Are you kidding me? This is just the beginning, I haven't had enough yet."
Feng Bingwen remained expressionless, his expression stern. The peacock before him had not yet reached its limit. The five-colored divine light it displayed was extraordinary. Although it did not exhibit the terrifying power of mythical legends, capable of sweeping away and destroying anything, it was extremely smooth in breaking through single five-element divine powers.
Of course, his supernatural powers and techniques were a bit more complicated, so the peacock had no choice but to take them head-on. Even so, it still made Feng Bingwen very envious.
This only shows that the peacock had not mastered the supernatural power, not that the supernatural power was ineffective.
"Michiko, I have already admitted defeat!"
The smile on the face of the young man who was actually a peacock was a little stiff. He had only jumped out after seeing the golden-winged roc admit defeat and the Supreme Daoist Master in front of him not pursue it. But he never expected that the Supreme Daoist Master in front of him seemed to value him very much.
"No!"
Feng Bingwen pointed one finger to the sky, and this time he used the innate divine power that had evolved from his golden core. Its power was much stronger than the divine power he had just used, which was as if he had splashed ink. In an instant, thunder roared, dark clouds covered the area within a thousand feet, the sky darkened, and the sunlight was completely blocked.
"you……"
The peacock was filled with shock and anger, but he had no time to refute the human Daoist's domineering behavior. He was not even allowed to admit defeat. Lightning bolts born from the five elements shot down from the sky, densely packed, and bombarded him.
Primordial Five Elements Annihilation Spirit Thunder!
This is a talisman thunder divine power that Feng Bingwen condensed when he was in the Transcendent Realm. As his cultivation level improved to the Core Formation Realm, the divine power further evolved and became more complex. The power it unleashed was naturally incomparable to what it used to be, and it could even be called divine thunder.
Crackling sounds!
Just moments ago, the peacock was radiant and graceful, but now it could no longer maintain its transformed state. Its pair of beautiful wings spread out, dazzling and magnificent, its feathers shimmering in the air, rivaling even the phoenix in splendor.
"That's right. Since you're looking for a duel with me, what's the point of hiding anything?"
Feng Bingwen laughed loudly, and almost endless lightning fell from the dark clouds above. Under the thunderclouds, the peacock was forced to display a flight technique no less impressive than that of the Roc clan, but it was used to evade the lightning strikes.
"Still hard to fathom!"
Feng Bingwen was dissatisfied as he watched the peacock freely weaving through the thousands of thunderbolts, surrounded by them, its eyes blazing with terrifying lightning.
He coveted the various talents and supernatural abilities displayed by this pure-blooded peacock, but Feng Bingwen was unable to find it, re-evolved it, and wield it in human form.
Such a confrontation alone is not enough to even scratch the surface. Unless one captures this peacock, keeps it by one's side, and uses one's soul to explore the secrets of its bloodline every day, and then evolves it, it is possible to obtain the secret techniques.
Is this all you're capable of?
"Feng Bingwen, I won't stoop to your level, but don't be so arrogant!"
Peacock, who had been repeatedly pressured and even bullied by Feng Bingwen, could no longer hold back. As planned, he made a graceful entrance and then fought a fierce battle with the Daoist son of the number one Daoist sect of the human race. Even if he was defeated, he would still have a dignified ending.
However, reality and ideals often have a huge gap, even a world of difference. The human Daoist in front of him showed him no respect and used lightning magic to make him dodge in a sorry state.
The Five Elements Divine Light derived from his bloodline is said to be able to sweep away all things, but that is the ideal state, and only the first peacock born in the world, which is also the ancient ancestor of his clan, can do this.
As for him, although he also successfully mastered the Five-Colored Divine Light, this supernatural power, he could only decipher some relatively simple supernatural spells and collect magic artifacts of a lower level.
Similar to Feng Bingwen, who came from the first Daoist sect of the human race, once the divine power inscribed in his golden core bursts forth, his five-colored divine light is basically unable to dissolve it and can only be taken head-on.
Otherwise, the Peacock Clan would have been invincible long ago, and the Demon Clan wouldn't need to honor the Golden Crow Clan as the Demon Emperor; they could just directly honor the Peacock Clan.
"Let me see what you're really capable of."
Feng Bingwen responded calmly. He was not afraid of his opponents going all out; he was afraid that these guys would hold back, go through the motions, exchange a few blows with him, waste his time, and not gain any benefit from it.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddhist chant echoed beneath the thunderclouds. Feng Bingwen, who was usually calm, couldn't help but show a look of astonishment, because he saw that a vast Buddhist light was actually emanating from the peacock below, whose demonic energy was thick and pure. The light was so strong that it even blocked the falling lightning, preventing it from striking him directly for a moment.
The image of the Peacock King!
Seeing the being rising beneath his sea of lightning, radiating brilliant Buddhist light, Feng Bingwen fell silent for a moment. At the same time, a Buddhist disciple who was fighting a great demon also turned his head and looked over. When he saw the dharma image of the Mingwang evolved from the peacock demon clan, he couldn't help but show a look of shock in his eyes.
Demons and monsters are born with the inheritance of their ancestors engraved in their blood. They are born with knowledge of these things and rarely regard human cultivation methods. After all, the most suitable cultivation method for them is already engraved in their blood, so why bother looking for something far away?
However, this peacock in front of us did not follow the usual path. Instead of being subdued by a great Buddhist master, it took the initiative to practice Buddhism and even mastered the famous Dharma form in Buddhism, the Peacock King.
"Supreme Daoist Master, what do you think of my Dharma form?"
Beneath the sea of thunder, the Peacock King, radiating brilliant Buddhist golden light, raised his head, seemingly unmoved. No one would have guessed that he was not a monk of profound spiritual attainment, but a pure-blooded peacock demon.
"boring!"
Feng Bingwen maintained his composure as the Supreme Daoist, his initial surprise now concealed, replaced by disappointment.
Because he was genuinely disappointed, he had thought that the peacock might have some other tricks up its sleeve that could surprise him. But it turned out that the peacock had gone to practice human methods and created a Buddhist image.
"It's time to end this!"
"It's still early, and I'm not ready to admit defeat!"
The peacock, now manifesting the form of the Bright King, was brimming with confidence. This was a trump card he had prepared, which he originally did not intend to use against this Dao Child, but rather to compete with other powerful demons of his generation among the demon races and obtain opportunities and fortune. However, he had no choice but to reveal it ahead of time, because this Supreme Dao Child was simply too bullying.
"Resistance is futile."
Feng Bingwen lost all interest. The tribulation clouds were dissipating, but behind him, chaotic energy was flowing. As the chaos spread, a giant egg-shaped creature floated in it, and within it, a being with eyebrows, eyes, and limbs was gradually growing. It was difficult to call it an infant.
"Is this your vision?"
The peacock, transformed into a wise king, could not hide its shock.
Although a powerful being once commented that the strange phenomena manifested by Feng Bingwen were merely empty shells, the comment was made by an ancient being of extraordinary origin.
Similar to peacocks, golden-winged rocs, and gluttons, although they inherit the ancient bloodline born in the primordial era, the primordial era is extremely distant for them. Any being that can be associated with chaos, no matter what it is, is extremely extraordinary.
Just like Feng Bingwen at this moment, after he revealed his extraordinary phenomenon, he basically had no intention of continuing the battle. As the chaotic energy circulated, the power of the Taoist magic and divine abilities he used surged, increasing several times over.
However, this peacock secretly cultivated Buddhism to the point that his cultivation in this area was comparable to that of an old monk in a deep mountain temple. But the Buddhist light he cultivated was shattered by the thunder.
The majestic and solemn King of the Underworld, who had received the true teachings of Buddhism, roared in anger and tried to resist. However, as Feng Bingwen fully released the divine power contained in the phenomenon, the giant egg that appeared extremely fragile and was conceived in the chaos crushed down. The King of the Underworld was powerless to resist, his golden body shattered, and a peacock with brightly colored feathers fell from it, its breath faint.
Such overwhelming and terrifying power caused a Buddhist disciple who was near Feng Bingwen, who was already distracted by the battle and frequently looked back, to widen his eyes.
Although I was mentally prepared that even if a mere demon had cultivated the Peacock King Dharma Form, he couldn't possibly defeat this Supreme Daoist, the defeat was still too humiliating. He was utterly crushed, with almost no power to resist.
At this moment, Feng Bingwen didn't care what emotions the Buddhist disciple was feeling, because he discovered that the giant egg that was the main body of his vision, which was giving birth to the Chaos God, seemed to have absorbed some inexplicable energy from the peacock that had fallen to the ground after crushing the King of the Underworld.
Subsequently, his phenomenon underwent a very obvious change. Amidst the surging chaotic energy, a magnificent peacock, no bigger than a palm, appeared. On the peacock's back, a majestic and solemn Mingwang, in a demon-subduing posture, revealed its figure.
However, this Peacock King's presence in the phenomenon lasted only a very short time. It vanished without a trace as a vortex of chaotic energy swept past. At the same time, the infant conceived in the giant egg seemed to have grown somewhat.
"..."
This change was not unexpected for Feng Bingwen, and it also confirmed many things for him. When he was trying to break through to the position of Dao Child in the sect, he had sparred with his fellow disciples and even displayed some unusual phenomena, but he had never experienced anything like what happened today.
"Only by completely defeating your opponent in a life-or-death struggle can you seize those inexplicable and elusive vital energies?"
Feng Bingwen vaguely understood that his extraordinary phenomenon was inherently flawed, a fact he was aware of. His initial thought was to make up for it later in life, and as for how to do so, he could tell by observing the manifestation of the phenomenon.
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"But not everyone is qualified to be devoured by my vision."
Feng Bingwen was naturally concerned about the foundation of his cultivation. He had also tested it with his own phenomena. Those beings that caused his phenomena to react and devoured those inexplicable energies were often the most outstanding talents of their generation.
"Now is a good opportunity!"
The Supreme Daoist's eyes shone brightly, and his demeanor and bearing were completely different. It was likely that only after defeating human prodigies of the level of Daoist and Buddhist disciples would something on their bodies be absorbed by his extraordinary phenomena and transformed into nourishment.
However, he is a human, and even more so a Daoist disciple of the Supreme Dao. Given his status, it's probably not a problem for him to invite some human prodigies to spar freely, but if it's about finding someone to fight him to the death, I'm afraid few would be willing, and he certainly wouldn't kill them.
But things are different now. This is a demon realm, and when you fight against those of noble bloodlines among the demons, it's no big deal to go all out, it's even considered normal, and the powerful figures behind both sides won't see anything wrong with it.
"Are there no more heroes among the demon race?"
Feng Bingwen ignored the peacocks that had fallen to the ground; he hadn't killed them, showing he still had some sense of propriety.
But he no longer needed to worry about what happened next. He was now only thinking about fighting more powerful demons with diverse bloodlines. The further evolution and enhancement of the strange phenomena would bring him immeasurable benefits in his cultivation.
However, the peacock's defeat seemed to have deterred many lurking demons, leaving Feng Bingwen no choice but to provoke them.
"Arrogant! You are merely a disciple of the Supreme Dao, not the Dao Ancestor. How dare you utter such words?"
A moment after the words were spoken, a great demon shouted, and then a great demon with bull horns on its head, thick hair as red as fire, and tiger stripes covering its magnificent body stepped out from the mountains.
"What kind of demon is this? A bull-tiger? Or a tiger-bull?"
"How did this guy's parents get involved?"
"When his parents conceived him, did one of them suddenly develop an appetite?"
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