Chapter 783

Bai Wen didn't move, and Bai Wu didn't move either.

Two women dressed in white robes, wearing white wooden crowns on their heads, with delicate features and an elegant, scholarly aura, swooped down simultaneously from the volcano's summit.

One woman's palm flashed with spiritual light; a chessboard flew out, spiritual light shimmering on the board, nineteen strands of spiritual light crisscrossing into a great net that fell toward Pei Feng's head.

The other woman pulled both hands, and five shining light-strings appeared before her; her slender fingers lightly plucked, and a gentle melody rang out.

The melody was gentle, yet the disturbance it caused was earth-shattering.

With the music, dark clouds roiled in the high sky, bolts of lightning tumbling rapidly within them; around the volcanic island, the sea surface howled with hurricanes, raising huge waves.

In an instant, the melody and thunder merged into one, rolling booms incessantly assaulting Pei Feng.

Pei Feng felt only a series of tremendous booms exploding in her mind, shaking her until golden stars flashed before her eyes, her entire mana nearly shattered by the shock.

Fortunately, the Primordial Legacy she had received was also quite extraordinary.

The Primordial Demon Phoenix truly possesses world-destroying might; Pei Feng had hitherto only unleashed a small fraction of the Primordial Demon Phoenix's Heaven-Burning Demonic Flame. At this critical juncture, the two women pressed her with overwhelming force, and the stubborn obstinacy in Pei Feng's heart erupted.

A world-shaking phoenix cry rang out from within Pei Feng's body; the dormant Primordial Demon Phoenix bloodline within her erupted like a volcano, terrifying power surging forth and quickly filling her entire body.

The towering waves around the volcanic island instantly shattered, exploding into countless fist-sized black hailstones that flew wildly in all directions.

The void beside Pei Feng ruptured; black flames nearly solidified, tearing a visible great rift in the emptiness.

From the pitch-black rift, black earth, water, fire, and wind elemental forces surged forth.

These are extremely negative earth, water, fire, and wind elemental forces; they resemble the world's normal four elements outwardly, but are essentially diametrically opposed. Even a tiny strand of these negative elements, upon the slightest contact with the world's normal four elements, will instantly annihilate.

The annihilated four elements completely transform into the most violent chaotic energy, erupting with terrifying destructive power.

Black thunder, black hurricanes, black lightning, black rainstorms… various heavenly phenomena continually arise around Pei Feng, but all are black, a pitch-black so deep it seems to devour all things.

A tremendous boom sounded; half of the volcanic island beneath Pei Feng's feet melted with a roar.

The melted island turned into black magma, resonating with the black heavenly phenomena above, exuding a suffocating aura of destruction.

Two extremely eerie phoenix-feather patterns appeared on Pei Feng's left cheek; wave after wave of overbearing yet negative Dao-law fluctuations surged from within her, turning into black storms that swept all directions.

Two White Lotus Palace maiden disciples cried out in alarm; the maiden holding the chessboard strained to twist her waist, stepping on a strand of azure cloud, barely dodging dozens of black thunderbolts. But she inadvertently was grazed by a swiftly flying black flame; with a whoosh, her clothes were burned to ash, and her snow-white flesh was smeared with black fire.

Bai Wen and Bai Wu rose to their feet simultaneously, each staring at Pei Feng with shocked eyes.

At this moment, the Dao-law fluctuations emanating solely from Pei Feng's body already encompass over three hundred of the Three Thousand Dao, and more than ten thousand of the Eighty-Four Thousand side paths.

The Primordial Demon Phoenix intends to destroy the present world by its own power; one can imagine how formidable its strength is.

That is certainly not something a mere single negative fire Dao could accomplish.

To destroy this perfect world opened by the Pangu Sage, containing the Three Thousand Dao and Eighty-Four Thousand side-path laws, the negative Dao commanded by the Primordial Demon Phoenix, even if it falls short of the Pangu Sage, the gap would not be great.

The Dao-law fluctuations on Pei Feng's body continue to increase.

As the black heavenly phenomena rage, complex runes continually slide across Pei Feng's pupils like a downpour. In the heat of battle she comprehends the profound knowledge issuing from the Demon Phoenix bloodline; her body is like a bottomless black hole, frantically devouring the surrounding heavenly and earthly essence.

Pei Feng's cultivation is soaring.

Her realm has not risen, but her mana cultivation has increased at least tenfold compared to before, and her rate of increase is still skyrocketing.

Pei Feng's skin faintly darkens; countless phoenix-feather-like patterns, containing boundless heavenly and earthly mysteries, continually appear on her. Her eyes, with elongated corners, look both eerie and beautiful, truly like a pair of phoenix eyes.

The White Lotus Palace disciple whose body was touched by black flames uttered a painful wail; her pair of long, slender legs have already been burned to nothing, and the black fire is creeping up from her waist toward her upper body.

Bai Wen waved his right hand; a triple-inlaid long-necked jade purification vase sprayed forth, sending out strands of clear spring water with a light mist that fell upon the burning maiden. The black demonic flame was actually slightly suppressed by this azure spring water, slowing its spread by at least dozens of times.

Nevertheless, it only slowed the spread; the flames continued to burn the maiden's body, and she had already fainted from the pain.

The other maiden who had been playing the zither, amidst the shattered hurricanes and sea waves around her, had already suffered a backlash of her divine ability and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before she could devise a countermeasure, a bolt of wild lightning fell from the heavens; black lightning struck her body, instantly piercing her slender, lovely form. The White Lotus Palace disciples present saw that the beautiful girl's upper torso had been torn open a hole as thick as a sea bowl; lightning flickered within the wound, her flesh and blood turned into black crystals that kept crumbling away.

Bai Wu cursed, then rubbed his hands together; a three-foot-tall elixir bottle flew out, pouring out a viscous, blood‑red medicinal liquid like fresh blood. The thick medicinal liquid showered down, quickly wrapping the critically wounded maiden in her vital spot.

The crimson plasma flowed into the wound, beginning to counter the residual black lightning within, while forcibly drawing forth a thread of the maiden's life force, sustaining her breath and preventing her from fainting.

Even if this maiden had attained the cultivation of a "Heavenly God," such a gaping wound in her chest would still be a lethal injury; she must not be allowed to faint, for if she does, she may never awaken.

Only by dispelling the black lightning near the wound and healing the terrible injury with spiritual medicine could her life be saved.

However, Pei Feng's black demonic lightning is brimming with destructive power, even more frenzied and overbearing; this crimson plasma can barely sustain her life, and it is utterly impossible to disperse the lightning or repair the wound.

Behind Pei Feng, black mist swirled; a pair of enormous eyes belonging to the Primordial Demon Phoenix gleamed from the mist, spewing black demonic flame, fixedly staring at the White Lotus Palace disciples standing atop the volcano's peak.

Pei Feng narrowed her eyes; her pupils now exactly matched those gigantic eyes behind her—eerie, beautiful, and brimming with deadly danger.

A thread of information welled up from her Demon Phoenix bloodline—Devour, devour, devour!

The Demon Phoenix bloodline retains only over four hundred Dao laws, and merely seventeen or eighteen thousand side-path methods.

If Pei Feng were to enter the Divine Realm with such a foundation, there is no doubt she would grow into what the Sui Dynasty calls a "King God," and would become one of the exceptionally strong few among those King Gods.

However, the Primordial Demon Phoenix can devour other mighty beings, extracting from them the Dao laws it lacks and merging them into its own bloodline.

As long as she slays the White Lotus Palace disciples before her, burns their flesh and blood with demonic flame, and refines the Dao laws they have integrated into their divine bodies, Pei Feng can continually replenish her lacking Dao laws, pushing her foundation to an inconceivable extent.

Even further, if she devours enough powerful Divine Realm beings, Pei Feng could very well, like Wu Tie, gather all Three Thousand Dao and Eighty-Four Thousand side-path methods.

At that point, Pei Feng would possess sufficient power to truly annihilate this world.

Pei Feng raised the spear in her hand; viscous flame dripped from the spearhead like molten lava, she narrowed her eyes, gazing at the many White Lotus Palace disciples, and a killing intent to slay them all surged within her.

"You dare to spy upon Wuguo… you shall die!"

Wuguo is the foundation jointly built by Wu Tie and Pei Feng, akin to their child.

Anyone who wishes to spy upon Wuguo, no matter what they fancy about it, are ultimately Pei Feng's mortal enemies.

A death‑or‑glory battlefield aura surged forth from Pei Feng's interior; her eyes reddened, she let out a long howl, then summoned a sky‑covering black hurricane, black thunder crashing wildly, black flames raging wildly; Pei Feng shrieked, her spear tracing a black arc as she viciously thrust it at the foremost Bai Wen.

At this moment, Pei Feng fully grasped the essence of the spear technique taught by Old Iron.

At the instant her spear thrust forth, Bai Wen's pupils shrank to pinpricks, his heart spasming uncontrollably. Though the spear tip was still hundreds of zhang away, Bai Wen already sensed death rushing upon him.

Bai Wen let out a furious roar, and a mountain‑river suppressing seal flew from his sleeve.

This is a treasure that generations of White Lotus Palace masters have continually empowered and refined, handed down since the primordial mythic era.

It is said that this treasure was born from a strand of creative qi left over when Mu Dalu was shattered for unknown reasons by a mighty being; compared to the mountains and rivers of the present‑reunited Mu Dalu and the newly born innate spirit weapons, this ancient treasure's power is at least a hundredfold greater.

As soon as the Mountain River Seal appeared, I saw layer upon layer of mountains and rivers rolling, overlapping and crashing down on Pei Feng.

Within that illusory landscape of mountains and rivers, countless scholars in tall caps and long robes stood solemnly, holding classics and reciting in unison splendid writings that have been passed down for a thousand years.

An irresistible mighty righteousness crashed down from above.

At this moment, Pei Feng felt that she was not opposing a person, but with her own strength opposing a belief, a tradition, a great spirit passed down from the ancient primordial era, allowing the human race to keep its fire alive generation after generation!

Such a terrifying spiritual inheritance, in a certain sense, even surpasses the so-called Three Thousand Great Daos and the so-called Eighty-Four Thousand Side Paths.

This is a magnificent power capable of overturning heaven and earth, moving mountains and seas, and letting the world be reborn anew.

The black storm dissipated, the black lightning shattered, the black magma and flames collapsed, and the Mountain River Seal came down heavily, with a 'hum' striking Pei Feng's head.

Inside Pei Feng, the Six Ren Secret Magic Body granted by Wu Tie exploded with a bang; this demonic path secret treasure that could greatly enhance the host's power was utterly destroyed.

Pei Feng's aura swiftly declined from the third heaven of the Divine Manifestation Realm to the pinnacle of the Fetal Storage Realm.

She spat out mouthfuls of blood, her body sank heavily to the ground while still gripping her spear, and fainted.

Bai Wen and Bai Wu stared in shock at the unconscious Pei Feng, then spoke in unison: 'This woman is quite excellent; she should become a true successor of our White Lotus Palace… Send her back quickly, or there will surely be trouble.'

Their eyes flashed, and they each glared fiercely at the other.

On the volcano summit, a previously prepared teleportation grand array lit up, a spatial gate several zhang wide appeared, large enough for over ten people to walk side by side; several White Lotus Palace female disciples trembled as they flew to Pei Feng's side, helped her up, and swiftly entered the gate.

A thousand li away, the gang wind in the void shattered, and the drifting clouds were blown apart, forming a straight passageway.

Wu Tie had the Canghai Daoist, the Yin-Yang Daoist, the Five Elements Daoist, and himself return to one, raising his magical power to an extremely terrifying degree.

He activated the Vertical Earth Golden Light Method with his magic power increased more than tenfold, turning his body into a golden streak that sped through the high skies, far surpassing Pei Feng's speed by several times, and in an instant he left millions of li behind him.

Setting out from Divine Martial City, closely following Qing Feng, Wu Tie and he flew only a little more than a moment to reach a place not far from Volcano Island.

'Your Majesty, rest assured,' said the poor daoist, 'my other abilities are not great, but the White Lotus Palace's gang of chicken‑stealing, dog‑snatching hypocrites— their methods, my sect's gate is clear…' Qing Feng, while flying on an escape light faster than Wu Tie's, occasionally stopping to wait for him, chattered: 'My nose won't mistake the scent; they are right ahead, on that island ahead.'

Though separated by a thousand li, for experts like Wu Tie and Qing Feng, it was almost as if they were face to face.

Seeing Pei Feng injured, Wu Tie couldn't help but let out a long howl of mixed shock and anger.

Seeing a few White Lotus Palace female disciples supporting Pei Feng and sending her into the spatial gate, Wu Tie let out a hoarse, loud howl: 'Dog thieves, you want to die!'

Wu Tie exerted all his power to activate the Primordial Crown.

Within a radius of tens of thousands of li, the void's time suddenly slowed.

Bai Wen slowly raised his head; the Mountain River Seal in his hand emitted a splendid divine light, countless illusory mountains and rivers surged out, instantly neutralizing the Primordial Crown's power, and the flow of time near Volcano Island recovered to about ninety percent.

A few White Lotus Palace female disciples, ahead of Wu Tie, supported Pei Feng as she entered the spatial gate; afterward the gate collapsed and vanished.

'You, you will die!'

Wu Tie let out a long howl: 'Qing Feng, National Preceptor, help this king capture all these villains…… give you three days, no matter what, rescue Pei Feng…… this is your duty as the National Preceptor of Wuguo.'

Qing Feng's face twitched violently.

Your Majesty, this matter is really difficult!