Feng Bingwen noticed the unusual phenomenon immediately, as it concerned his future achievements and was closely related to him personally.
"What's this?"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but frown deeply. The evolution of strange phenomena was most likely not a bad thing, but this was too inexplicable, and he didn't like this passive situation.
"Demon-Devouring Thorn Flower!"
A magnificent sea of flowers appeared in the chaotic mist, but beneath the flowers lay countless thick vines, as thick as dragons and pythons, covered with sharp thorns. Deeper still, a human figure stood.
Just as Feng Bingwen had memorized the name of this spiritual plant and was planning to ask around and investigate it thoroughly after he left, his unusual phenomena changed once again.
The giant egg, floating in the chaotic mist, crashed into the sea of flowers that was completely out of place with its strange phenomenon. Countless petals instantly turned to ashes, revealing the ferocious and vicious thorny vines below.
However, these vines rose up and coiled around the giant egg, trying to drive it away or even shatter it. But before they could get close, they were broken inch by inch, then shattered, and finally turned into blue mist, which was absorbed by the giant egg.
This was a "great battle" that shocked Feng Bingwen. At the core of his strange vision, the giant egg that was giving birth to the "creator of the heavens and earth" was devouring the inexplicably manifested sea of flowers in a unique way.
The numerous vines that sprouted from that sea of flowers, though extremely ferocious and even more terrifying than those before him, were powerless to resist the giant egg's devouring.
Finally, when the sea of flowers had faded to about 70-80%, the figure deep within it was finally moved.
She suddenly raised her head. It was clearly just a vague outline in the strange phenomenon, but at that moment, her gaze made Feng Bingwen feel a sense of dread, as if a great disaster was about to befall him.
However, this feeling did not last long, because the giant egg continued to crush down without hesitation, directly pulverizing the figure, and then happily devouring it.
At the moment it was crushed, Feng Bingwen could clearly feel a strange emotion.
How dare you deceive me like this!
It was a feeling of frustration and anger akin to a tiger fallen into a pit and bullied by dogs, or a dragon swimming in the water and mocked by shrimp.
"..."
Feng Bingwen's expression was subtle. The main reason he created this strange phenomenon was because he had gained a lot of insights into the Great Dao under special circumstances, and with his knowledge from his previous life, he naturally created this Chaotic Realm.
What he wanted to evolve was actually derived from the "Pangu creating the world" he had learned in his early childhood education. However, as a certain deity commented, it was vague and grandiose, merely possessing the form.
He couldn't possibly conjure up the terrifying scene of creation; he could only conjure up a faint, chaotic mass and a giant egg that would give birth to the "creator god."
Even so, his extraordinary phenomenon is enough to be ranked among the immortals, not for any other reason than that there is truly chaos within his phenomenon, and the beings born from chaos, regardless of whether they existed in the past, will never be inferior to any cultivator of the same realm in combat.
Now, his strange phenomenon is that he extracted something from a seed that was very likely passed down from ancient times and devoured it. Judging from the sleeping appearance of the sky-mending god who was even smaller than an infant in the giant egg, he knew that he had probably gained a lot of benefits, although he did not feel it in any substantial way.
Such changes are inextricably linked to him, because this extraordinary phenomenon was entirely deduced from his own observations, beliefs, and insights into the Dao. He can deceive others, but he cannot deceive himself.
The divine being's comment was not wrong. He was just a mortal. How could he possibly deduce such a level of extraordinary phenomena? His knowledge, experience, and comprehension were completely insufficient to support it. He was inherently inadequate.
However, Feng Bingwen knew that what is lacking at birth can be made up for later. In simpler terms, it means eating what you lack.
It's a very simple and unadorned truth that even uneducated farmers know.
The strange phenomena are vague and vast? Then go and devour those principles and laws that can make up for these deficiencies. What is lacking innately can be made up for later by seeking external things. Why suffer?
Feng Bingwen recalled that he only remembered that this was what he thought at the time, and it seemed that his thoughts had affected his strange phenomena, causing some kind of change that he himself could not figure out.
That Demon-Devouring Thorn Flower likely contains a special energy that can replenish the chaotic phenomenon, causing the chaotic energy within the phenomenon to react to it and even enhance its form in a short period of time, causing it to mutate.
However, after consuming that unknowable and unverifiable thing, it did not seem to have any adverse effects on the Demon-Devouring Thorn Flower. Judging from its performance, its combat power was not weakened much.
"...Not enough to eat..."
Feng Bingwen shifted his attention from the inside out. He hadn't forgotten that he was currently engaged in a battle of magic with someone else. However, this time, his gaze had just fallen on that Netherworld Dao Child.
A nameless longing arose in his heart, and his eyes, his expression, and his demeanor were instantly transformed by this inner change.
"master!"
Hua Chaoyan, who was following Feng Bingwen, felt this change most clearly. His four deer legs trembled once again because he felt that he was not carrying a Taoist with a pure and peaceful aura, but a greedy, tyrannical, and insatiable Taotie.
"Step back!"
Feng Bingwen paid no attention to the mount at this moment. There was nothing on him that could attract his attention. His eyes were only on the Netherworld Child, or more accurately, the armored Netherworld King behind her.
That Hades also possessed an aura similar to the Demon-Devouring Thorn Flower, but a hundred times stronger. If it could be defeated, plundered, and devoured, his extraordinary phenomenon would surely be perfected once again.
Thinking this, Feng Bingwen's body also took action. However, as soon as he took a step forward, his brows furrowed, and a vast and powerful immortal aura erupted from his body. The turbulent chaotic energy behind him immediately calmed down, and the chaotic egg, which was a bit more solid than before, floated up and down.
"Calm your mind and focus your attention!"
Feng Bingwen's breathing began to calm down, and his eyes regained their composure. Behind him, the Five-Colored Deer, who had been timid and wanted to flee, stopped and began to observe. It seemed that the master she felt close to had returned, but he seemed to have changed from before.
"You just wait here, it won't be long!"
As if he had returned to his original form, Feng Bingwen turned to look at the five-colored deer and gave it a word of advice. After seeing her nod in agreement, he leaped into a five-colored rainbow and rushed out of the protection of the thorny vines.
The endless, seemingly eroding his blood and extinguishing his life force, the Netherworld's malevolent energy suddenly descended, but he coldly snorted and activated the "Eternal Body of Immortality".
Although not as powerful as the Longbo Giant, she was still among the top in the human race, possessing abundant blood energy and a masculine, fiery aura that suppressed evil spirits. Feng Bingwen was fearless and unperturbed as he gazed at the graceful figure guarded by numerous ghosts.
"I don't want to waste any more time. Come and fight me. If you're not brave enough, you can admit defeat!"
Feng Bingwen originally didn't care about winning or losing; he didn't really care about these things. He approached this woman because he saw her jumping around so eagerly and wanted to make her behave herself.
"Nonsense!"
The Netherworld Daoist sneered, and did not command the ghosts to attack Feng Bingwen. She could see that when it came to the art of controlling spirits, this Daoist was no worse than her.
"Come, let's fight!"
The moment these words were spoken, the King of the Underworld, standing behind the Netherworld Dao Child, raised his hands high, and a great sword, black in color and without any reflection, condensed in his hands. Then, like a mountain range, it crashed down.
With nowhere to hide and nowhere to dodge, Feng Bingwen took the initiative to seek a battle. However, this Daoist did not use ghosts to attack, but he also did not give up the benefits of his ghost kingdom.
As long as the Ghost Kingdom remains intact, she will maintain her geographical advantage. Even disregarding other factors, in terms of mana regeneration alone, she will surpass this Daoist. Once a battle begins…
Just as the Netherworld Daoist was pondering whether he should use delaying tactics to exhaust the Daoist's mana and defeat him since he couldn't defeat him decisively, he saw seven bone swords radiating a chilling killing intent floating behind the Supreme Daoist.
Mysterious Yin Seven Killing Sword!
"you!"
The Netherworld Dao Child's eyes widened. She wanted to say something but then kept quiet. Since the other party was so eager to be defeated, she could be satisfied.
Behind her, one divine weapon after another appeared. As the current Dao Child of the Netherworld Path, she possessed everything that other cultivators could.
What is a magical treasure that has given birth to a spirit? For ordinary cultivators, it is something that can only be encountered by chance, but for a cultivator like her, it is just a matter of how many there are.
"kill!"
Feng Bingwen roared, and the seven killing swords instantly transformed into seven raging dragons. Amidst the surging wind and clouds, the sword energy soared into the sky, shattering the heavens of the Ghost Kingdom and revealing the azure sky outside, as well as the ever-growing number of human geniuses.
Its power was so great that even the giant Longbo, who had lost his mind and was left with only pure fighting spirit, looked over, because there was also a killing intent in it that was directed at him, wanting to tear his soul apart and his flesh and blood apart.
"You're courting death!"
Youming Daozi looked at Feng Bingwen, who was simultaneously wielding seven magical artifacts, with a cold smile.
For cultivators of their level, using a magic weapon of this caliber would drain their mana in no time, let alone someone like Feng Bingwen who wields seven killing swords simultaneously. Even if he could use them, what difference would it make?
If she can withstand this wave of killing blows, then this Supreme Daoist will be like a fish on a chopping board, completely at her mercy. She is destined to win this battle! There is absolutely no way she can lose!
Sword Comes
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