Chapter 407 The God Thief



On the vast land, the remains of a giant serpent, tens of thousands of feet long, meandered and undulated. Even after the passage of time and the loss of life, this enormous corpse, which left people speechless for a moment, still showed no signs of decay, exuding a terrifying aura.

"no!"

Upon hearing Charlene's question, the Dragon King Yingli, his mind in turmoil, stared at the remains of the giant serpent, then shook his head, giving an affirmative answer.

"This is a descendant of gods and demons!"

"Descendants of gods and demons!"

Feng Bingwen narrowed his eyes slightly. It wasn't hard to see that the core of this secret realm was the remains of that giant serpent. Rather, it was more likely that this seemingly naturally formed secret realm was formed by the fall of this descendant of gods and demons.

"Who are you fellow Daoists? Why have you trespassed into the secret realm of my Dragon Serpent Sect?"

The Dragon Serpent Sect cultivators, alerted by Feng Bingwen and his companions' intrusion, swarmed around them. Leading the group was a young Taoist priest with fair, jade-like skin and a crystalline glow. He was politely questioning Feng Bingwen, his eyes revealing a hint of apprehension.

He glanced at Wang Shu, who was cowering behind Feng Bingwen, as if he didn't recognize her and simply ignored her. After all, to him, this girl who had just obtained the key to the secret realm was no different from an ant.

"Dragon and Snake Sect!"

Feng Bingwen sized up the handsome Taoist priest, then looked at the conspicuous Snake Mountain in this secret realm and asked somewhat abruptly,

"Which ethnic group or sect does it belong to?"

"Fellow Daoist, are you joking? We are all of human origin, so naturally we belong to human sects."

"If I could see through these people, I would have already made my move," said Li Changtian, the leader of the Dragon and Snake Sect, frowning.

"Then are you still considered human?"

Feng Bingwen stared at the man in front of him. When he first encountered the cultivators who made the dragon and snake sounds, he felt that the aura of these people was a bit strange. Now that he has entered this secret realm, he has also found the source of this strangeness.

"I... naturally belong to the human race!"

Li Changtian's vertical pupils narrowed slightly before he answered frankly.

"Is that so!"

Feng Bingwen nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Yingli Dragon King, who was standing to the side, had already seen the problem, but since Feng Bingwen was in charge of this trip, he remained silent. Xia Lin was also eager to try, but she held back.

"I'm here to collect a debt."

As he spoke, Feng Bingwen pointed at Wang Shu.

"This is my disciple. He suffered greatly at your hands. I heard that the spirit beast I arranged to protect him was also captured by you. Is it alright now?"

"Your life is safe!"

Li Changtian took a deep breath, and the elders and protectors who had come with him noticed the ominous change. Their already wary posture began to spread out in all directions, subtly surrounding Feng Bingwen and his group.

"If I return your spirit beast, fellow Daoist, would this matter be resolved amicably?"

"Would you be willing to just let us leave like this?"

Instead of answering, Feng Bingwen asked a question with a smile. His gaze did not linger on the increasingly hostile eyes of the Dragon Serpent Cult cultivators around him, but instead looked into the distance at the descendants of gods and demons who had perished in some unknown era.

"As long as you return that magical artifact that belongs to our Dragon-Snake Sect..."

What if I say no?

Feng Bingwen glanced at the cult leader whose skin was crystal clear and had a jade-like luster. He had to admit that, in terms of temperament and appearance alone, this guy gave people an unreal feeling, so perfect that he didn't seem like a human.

Humanoid beings with such appearances, aside from a very small number who are truly born beautiful, are mostly transformed from beings of extraordinary bloodlines.

"Then we'll have to settle this with you, fellow Daoist!"

Seeing that Feng Bingwen's attention was almost fixed on the remains of the serpent god, Li Changtian smiled and felt much more relaxed, because he was no longer thinking about how to resolve this matter peacefully.

This is inherently unrealistic. No cultivator could remain calm and unmoved after seeing the remains left behind by a being as majestic as a god or demon.

Hundreds of years ago, he stumbled into a secret realm and saw the remains of these gods and demons. He was so enraged that he lost control of himself. Now, as time has passed and circumstances have changed, he has finally acquired a portion of the gods' and demons' power.

Although it is only a very small and insignificant part, it is still a transformation from nothing to something. He believes that as long as he has enough time, he will be able to take over all the power left behind by that great being, and then take over its authority to become one of the supreme beings in the world who are revered by all.

"please!"

Feng Bingwen extended his hand with a certain air of elegance, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Because of the aura emanating from the cult leader before him, he was unable to determine his cultivation level. More accurately, the power he possessed did not belong to the immortal cultivation system.

Of course, the most crucial point is that Feng Bingwen, who has already stepped into a completely new realm, vaguely sensed a threat from this cult leader, which is the most interesting part.

"Fellow Daoist, you are far too confident!"

Seeing Feng Bingwen's nonchalant demeanor, a hint of annoyance flashed in Li Changtian's eyes. For hundreds of years, he had spent most of his time staying in the secret realm, thinking every day about how to usurp the power of that great being.

To this day, he has achieved considerable success, and he has even tried it out outside. At the same level, even those cultivators from famous sects are no match for him, even though he has not cultivated any special supernatural powers.

However, since the other party was so arrogant, he was not polite at all. As he spoke, Li Changtian stretched out his palm, and wind and thunder gathered in his hand. With lightning speed, it transformed into a palm several acres in size and slapped Feng Bingwen, intending to grind him into dust in the air.

yawenku.

"Don't waste your time with such petty tricks. Show me your true colors!"

Seeing the palm that made the wind and clouds change color, Feng Bingwen frowned. It wasn't that he found it difficult to deal with, but rather that he found it boring. He didn't even move, and he saw the lightning that was intertwined and spreading in the palm collapse inch by inch, and then disappear into the air.

The gale intertwined with the thunder was like flesh and blood losing its skeleton support, and gradually dissipated. When it rushed towards Feng Bingwen, it only turned into a relatively fierce gale, without any killing power.

"Arrogant!"

Seeing Feng Bingwen's arrogant demeanor, an elder of the Dragon Serpent Cult, despite witnessing a terrifying sight, couldn't help but take action. Fine scales gradually clung to both sides of his face, his body lengthened, and he became slightly hunched, transforming into a non-human form. His aura also underwent a drastic change.

However, before he could make a move, the Dragon King Yingli glanced at the elder, but that was all.

As if suppressed by some extremely terrifying existence, the power that burst forth from this elder vanished completely in an instant, like the receding tide.

"you!"

This scene was extremely brief. Li Changtian's expression changed drastically, and he no longer dared to hold back. With a roar, he finally abandoned his human demeanor and revealed his true nature.

A dragon-serpent, over five hundred feet long, coiled and swirled in the sky. Its scales were snow-white and crystal clear, with a single horn on its head, two wings on its back, and two claws protruding from its belly, already showing signs of transforming into a dragon.

"This is really..."

Looking at the strange-looking dragon-snake in the sky, Feng Bingwen glanced at the winding Snake Mountain in the distance, and then looked at the Innate Dragon King behind him.

"Fellow Daoist, I have done as you wished. May I ask if you could grant me a small wish?"

Having displayed the power he had spent hundreds of years acquiring, Li Changtian's confidence swelled, and the fear and worry that had just arisen vanished completely with the surging power flowing through his body.

"What?"

Feng Bingwen asked with interest.

"I would like to invite you, fellow Daoist, to take a trip inside my belly!"

The enormous dragon-serpent displayed its most ferocious form. With a gentle flap of its broad wings, a storm erupted. Its massive body did not appear cumbersome at all; instead, it unleashed immense power. In just an instant, its head, as large as a small mountain, pounced in front of Feng Bingwen, its mouth wide open, ready to swallow him whole.

"I am also quite curious about what's inside your belly, fellow Daoist, but your capacity is really too small. Even if I were willing, you wouldn't be able to accommodate it!"

In the midst of conversation and laughter, Feng Bingwen, who had appeared extremely small compared to the Dragon-Snake Sect leader who had revealed his true form, transformed into a giant as tall as a mountain in the blink of an eye.

The laws of heaven and earth!

This is one of the supernatural powers that Feng Bingwen naturally mastered after receiving the legacy of that supreme being.

Click!

The cultivator who was originally smaller than one of his teeth suddenly transformed into a being whose size was in no way inferior to his. A look of astonishment flashed in Li Changtian's eyes, but before he could react, he felt a sharp pain coming from his jaw.

The blood of dragons and snakes, thick as lead and mercury, drifted in the sky, accompanied by glistening white scale fragments.

"Feels good!"

Feng Bingwen punched the dragon-snake in the jaw, shook his hand, and showed a satisfied expression.

He fought a close-quarters battle with the young Kunpeng when he was at the Yuan Dan realm. The exhilarating experience was still unforgettable to this day; it was truly wonderful.

Now that he has truly mastered that power and reached a higher level, he naturally wants to find an equally matched opponent to experience it. However, he has never been able to find a suitable opponent. Now, by chance, he has finally met one.

How dare you hurt me!

Gazing at his spilled blood and feeling the tearing pain emanating from beneath his head, Li Changtian, who was experiencing such a severe injury for the first time since shedding the frail flesh and blood of the human race, instantly entered a state of rage.

He always believed that his body, which he had obtained by stealing the power of gods and demons, was incomparable, and that there was no power of the same level in this world that could harm him.

But now, Feng Bingwen's punch reminded him of the pain he had felt before, and it also reminded him of the humility and powerlessness he felt when facing those terrifying beings as a human being.

"I have already obtained the body of a demigod. You are just a mere human. How could you possibly harm me?"

It seemed that some kind of belief he had held dear had been shattered, or perhaps it was because he could not maintain his rationality as a human being in this state. The dragon-snake with a single horn, two wings, and two claws on its belly roared and pounced on Feng Bingwen, vainly trying to use blood to regain the belief he had just lost.

But what responded to him was a pair of fists crackling with lightning. The seemingly weak purple lightning made his body convulse and tremble.

"A demigod's body? What the hell?!"

The purest violence was unleashed on this monster that could easily crush mountains and change the course of rivers. Listening to its unwilling roar, Feng Bingwen, in a pleasant mood, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

There are naturally no such things as demigods in the cultivation world, but Feng Bingwen could understand what he meant. This guy must have obtained the power of that fallen god-demon descendant.

Although it's unclear how he, as an ordinary cultivator, possessed such terrifying power, judging from his current demeanor, this guy seems rather greedy!

This guy not only wanted to seize the power of that descendant of the gods and demons, but also wanted to use that power to transform into a dragon—one has to marvel at the influence of the dragon race in this regard. Clearly, that fallen descendant of the gods and demons was no weaker than any dragon king, and was even stronger.

What exactly are you?

Amidst roars and hisses, Li Changtian watched helplessly as the tail of the mountain, which he could have easily shattered, only left a white mark on Feng Bingwen's body. He roared in resentment, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes, feeling as if he were in a dream.

A nightmare!

If he could, he wished he could wake up from this devastating dream, but unfortunately, it was the cruel reality.

The power he had acquired over hundreds of years, through countless hours and sacrifices, was utterly useless before a cultivator who appeared to be much younger than him.

"As you can see, I am a human!"

"impossible!"

boom!

The giant serpent, its body a translucent white, was slammed into the ground by the giant, its massive head, as large as a small mountain, pressed directly into the mud and dust. Before the serpent could retaliate, it coiled around the giant's tail, was captured, and then untied.

boom!

boom!

Like holding a long whip, Feng Bingwen gripped the five-hundred-foot-long dragon-snake in his hand and, under the terrified gazes of the many elders and protectors of the Dragon-Snake Sect, swung it recklessly in all directions.

"stop!"

"Stop hitting!"

A humble yet pleading voice rang out, but Feng Bingwen paid no attention to it. He was simply experiencing the power that was boiling and awakening in his blood, accompanied by the divine power that was constantly surging from his body.

Tear—

A giant hand, shimmering with golden divine light, seized the dragon-serpent and then cruelly tore it in two, sending blood raining down...

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