"You beast!"
Hearing the roar echoing in the white mist, Feng Bingwen cursed and flipped his hand, revealing the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel in his palm.
The pink tentacles that had just snaked downwards, trying to entangle them, were actually the tongues of some unknown extraterrestrial creature. This beast wanted to devour the human and the dragon.
"Prepare to die!"
The celestial wheel held in the hands of the young Taoist priest suddenly shone with divine light. He then gently tossed it upwards, and the celestial wheel immediately grew longer in the wind, with boundless divine light bursting forth from it, like a rising sun, except that the light emanating from it was five-colored.
boom--
It was as if an ancient god had angrily crashed into a pillar supporting the sky, causing the earth to shake and the turbid seawater to surge back. The sky and the earth seemed to be overturned as well. Destructive waves spread from above Feng Bingwen's head, obliterating the monstrous creatures that were moving like a flood.
The azure rain fell like a torrential downpour, and in just a few breaths, everything in sight was tinged with a faint azure hue, which at first glance seemed to have a touch of beauty.
The only two people, a man and a dragon, who could appreciate the azure rain, were oblivious to the beauty of it all. Feng Bingwen looked up at the colossal beast with a missing section of its head slowly collapsing, his eyes filled with solemnity.
"Walk!"
Five-colored divine light fell from the sky. Feng Bingwen reached out and caught the falling celestial wheel. In his mind, an old voice rang out. It was the spirit of the artifact complaining to him and expressing its dissatisfaction.
"Master, I am not an offensive immortal artifact. Please don't throw me out again next time. Fortunately, the opponent you encountered this time was just a showy one. If you had encountered a primordial god or demon, I would have been easily damaged!"
Feng Bingwen ignored the voice echoing in his mind. How could something of such high quality be broken so easily with just a couple of hits?
Beneath his feet, Xi Qingyu looked at the blue rain still drizzling in his field of vision, along with the unidentified flesh and blood mixed in with it. He felt a chill in his heart and dared not delay. With the meandering dragon body moving around, he soon led Feng Bingwen away from the area covered by the blue rain.
"So strong!"
The thick white fog obscured everything, and even the storm blowing in the desolate sea subsided. Xi Qingyu looked back and saw that the area behind her was also shrouded in white fog, making it difficult to see clearly. However, she still couldn't help but sigh.
It was unclear whether they were marveling at the power of Feng Bingwen's attack or marveling at the exceptionally strong alien species that was mixed in with the torrent of monsters.
Although it was rare, Xi Qingyu could sense that it was not the only one. Therefore, even at this moment, she dared not stop to rest, and did her best to fly continuously in the safest direction that she instinctively sensed.
"What exactly happened?"
Although the white fog still lingers, the surrounding environment has returned to safety, at least for the time being, Xi Qingyu, carrying Feng Bingwen on her back, couldn't help but think.
However, the dragon maiden's thoughts were quickly interrupted. Feng Bingwen frowned and asked,
"Your Highness, are you sure this is the way to leave the desolate sea?"
"senior!"
Xi Muqing, who was lost in thought, suddenly woke up. Looking at the unchanging white mist around her, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.
"Your Highness?"
Feng Bingwen reached out and rubbed his temples. Although the dragon beneath his feet was still flying, he could sense the subtle changes that were taking place.
I think I'm lost!
Xi Qingyu said with some uncertainty that even dragons would still risk getting lost in the desolate sea, given the extremely harsh environment.
However, for dragons, as long as they can adapt to the environment briefly and there is no external interference, they will eventually find a way to leave after spending some time.
But now the situation is completely different. Xi Qingyu sensed this. Although she was thinking just now, part of her mind was still elsewhere. Only after being asked by Feng Bingwen did she suddenly wake up. She seemed to be circling back and forth on the same route, repeatedly flying.
This is no longer a simple case of getting lost. She is a dragon, and even if she hasn't transformed into a true dragon, she still has half of the blood of a true dragon flowing through her veins.
As a result, at this moment, he was just like an ordinary mortal, encountering a maze of illusions, only able to go around in circles. If he hadn't been enlightened, he would still be unaware of it.
"No need to say 'seem,' we really are lost!"
Feng Bingwen lowered his fingers from his brow and looked down at a rock not far away that stood stubbornly amidst the fierce storm and turbulent waves.
The sculpting of storms and the impact of waves have created the unique structure of this reef, making it almost unique in the world. It is impossible for a second reef to exist exactly like it, let alone one within such a short distance.
If no identical rock exists, then Feng Bingwen can confirm that this is the third time he has seen this reef, which is enough to show that the problem they are facing is somewhat serious.
"Senior, I..."
Having received confirmation from Feng Bingwen, Xi Qingyu felt a little flustered. It wasn't because she had encountered such a strange situation in the desolate sea—she had encountered similar situations before—but because she was worried that carrying this senior on her back would lead to his blaming her.
When faced with a completely unpredictable crisis, what may threaten their life first is not necessarily the unknown dangers around them, but rather the companions they have been living with day and night not long ago.
"Don't feel embarrassed. This fog is very unusual. It can not only block divine sense, but also mislead the five senses. Even intuition can no longer be trusted!"
Feng Bingwen looked around, his brows furrowing slightly. Compared to tangible enemies, he could simply throw out his immortal weapon and kill them with one blow. But he was truly helpless against this visible yet untouchable mist.
He possessed the power to alter celestial phenomena, but the mist before him was not water vapor, but some other, more peculiar substance.
"Then, senior, what should we do?"
"Take it one step at a time, and see what happens!"
As he said this, Feng Bingwen glanced at his scroll of heavenly book. The gentle flames had already enveloped the book, burning quietly. Such a scene was enough to soothe all negative emotions in his heart.
"Can't we take the initiative to do something?"
Upon hearing this answer, Xi Qingyu knew perfectly well that even the unfathomable reincarnated sage before her was helpless at this moment and could only passively deal with any sudden changes that might occur at any time. This feeling was undoubtedly very unpleasant.
"If there are extraterrestrial demons, I wouldn't mind fighting them, but if I'm not mistaken, no matter which direction you fly in next, you won't be able to touch anything!"
Feng Bingwen made a deduction, but upon hearing his words, the dragon girl refused to believe it, shook her head and wagged her tail, randomly chose a direction, and stubbornly continued forward.
Seeing this, Feng Bingwen didn't try to persuade her further. After all, he was standing on the dragon's back and didn't need to exert any effort. If the dragon girl wanted to fly, then let her go. If something really happened and proved his deduction wrong, that would be even better.
Unfortunately, as it turned out, Feng Bingwen's judgment was correct. No matter what the dragon girl did next, no matter which direction she flew in, or even towards the sky, she would eventually return to the starting point and see the reef that Feng Bingwen had used as an anchor point.
"Take a break!"
Having witnessed everything firsthand, Feng Bingwen remained calm and composed. He dismounted from the dragon's back and landed above the reef he had chosen as his anchor point. With a flick of his finger, he unleashed a sword aura that shaved off the top of the reef, transforming it into a platform several acres in size. He then gracefully landed atop it.
After numerous attempts, the Dragon Girl gave up on escaping her predicament through her own efforts. She looked at Feng Bingwen, who seemed to be planning to stay there for a long time, and with a flick of her wrist, she transformed into an unparalleled goddess and landed on the reef that Feng Bingwen had leveled with a single sword strike.
"Senior, are we really stuck here waiting?"
"Didn't you see it too? Do you think those true dragon emperors, or even the ancestral dragon who issued the summons, would be completely unaware of this? And if they knew even a little bit, they couldn't possibly remain indifferent."
Feng Bingwen remained remarkably calm. He even began to wonder if the innate spiritual root he had unintentionally promised to the Heavenly Book would manifest in the world as a result.
Although the desolate sea is barren, it is not absolute. When things reach their extreme, they will inevitably turn into something else. Perhaps there is a place of exceptional beauty and spiritual energy within it, where a spiritual root has taken root and is growing, waiting for the arrival of its master, who has been chosen by the Heavenly Book.
Of course, there is currently an invasion of extraterrestrial demons. Given how special these demons are, they may possess a spiritual root from beyond the realm.
If the Ancestral Dragon had noticed a conflict with the Heavenly Demon, wouldn't the innate spiritual root have had a chance to slip away from the Heavenly Demon's hands and, through various coincidences, end up in his possession?
"You're right!"
Xi Qingyu's flawless and handsome face showed a respectful expression, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Aside from being able to overpower her in terms of cultivation level and displaying extremely terrifying combat abilities, she couldn't see anything special about this senior.
Faced with such a sudden event, they could only wait for the external environment to change. If nothing changed, and the environment here became fixed and permanent, wouldn't they, one person and one dragon, be trapped here to die?
"Your Highness, why are you so anxious? Even if you go out now, it might not be a good thing. Staying in a quiet corner might allow you to avoid disaster without even realizing it!"
Feng Bingwen carefully sculpted the rocks he had cut off, intending to build a temporary shelter there. He was truly consistent in his words and actions, quietly waiting for the changes he had predicted to occur.
"Avoid disaster!"
Xi Qingyu was suddenly startled. Looking at Feng Bingwen's busy figure, she couldn't help but have many thoughts in her mind.
As far as she knew, the human immortals seemed to be best at avoiding disasters and calamities. After all, every bit of lifespan they gained was earned through hard work and struggle against fate, unlike the dragons who were born with it and therefore cherished it all the more.
If we infer from this, then this senior in front of us is probably not unable to leave, but rather unwilling to leave, hoping to take the opportunity to avoid a disaster, as he said.
After all, one thing is certain: once the Ancestral Dragon and the many Dragon Lords learn of the changes that have occurred in the Desolate Sea, they will certainly not let it go, and a great war will inevitably break out.
A dragon like her, who hasn't even survived the Dragon Transformation Tribulation, even if she possesses half of the true dragon bloodline and has a very high probability of transforming into a dragon, would probably end up as cannon fodder on such a battlefield.
Staying quietly in this peaceful environment, where even dragons cannot find us, until the white mist dissipates, everything will probably be over, and we may have escaped death.
Thinking of this, Xi Qingyu looked at Feng Bingwen's back with a different feeling; his tall and upright figure seemed to have become unfathomable.
She had initially thought that this senior could only adapt to circumstances, but now she realized that this was precisely the senior's brilliance—his ability to see the true skill in the details, and to seize opportunities effortlessly with a light touch.
"Your Highness, what are you looking at? Do you perhaps think the stone house I built is too simple?"
Feng Bingwen was unaware that his simple words had sparked endless imagination in the Dragon Princess. He simply felt the gaze that had been following him closely and couldn't help but turn around and ask a question.
With his current perception, even a gaze without any malice would elicit a very strong reaction from him, since there was no other living being alive here besides the dragon girl.
"The greatest truths are the simplest. This stone house that you carved out, senior, may be simple, but if any one of its bricks were to fall into the mortal world, it could probably drive countless sword cultivators mad!"
Xi Qingyu answered respectfully, but her words were somewhat different from before, sounding like flattery. Upon hearing this compliment, Feng Bingwen glanced at the dragon girl with a puzzled expression, then looked back at his clumsy masterpiece and couldn't help but smile.
That's not wrong. At his current level, even without deliberate effort, he can leave "Daoist charm" on things he touches unintentionally. For some cultivators with excellent comprehension, this is an opportunity.
"Your Highness's skill level is still somewhat lacking!"
"Please enlighten me, senior!"
The image of Feng Bingwen as a senior expert had already been established in the mind of this dragon girl. She even thought that she was being taken along to avoid death, so her tone became more and more respectful.
"There's nothing to advise you on, and I'm not good at it either. I'm going to meditate now. Your Highness, please feel free to do as you please!"
Feng Bingwen reached out and took out a futon, tossed it in front of the stone house, and sat down.
Seeing his casual attitude, Xi Qingyu dared not be negligent. Holding the dragon sword, she stood to the side, on guard.
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