Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 251: Annihilation
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Look up at the sky. A bolt of lightning could strike at any moment.
Xiao Wenbing swallowed hard, moistening his extremely dry throat, and gently took out a small bronze mirror. At this moment, the Mirror God, mounted on the Spirit Gathering Platform, seemed to have suddenly become much more bloated, and holding it in his hand gave him a strange feeling.
Xiao Wenbing lowered his head, facing the mirror, and asked softly, "Mirror God, you just told me that as long as you are with the Spirit Gathering Platform, even if this world is destroyed, you will be unharmed, is that right?"
“That’s right.” The Mirror God’s face appeared in the mirror, its voice low and deep, with a hint of gritted teeth and resentment: “You… intend to use me to block the divine lightning?”
"No," Xiao Wenbing replied without hesitation.
"No..." A tone of absolute distrust came from the Mirror God.
"Yes, I will absolutely not use you to block the divine lightning," Xiao Wenbing said confidently.
The Mirror God was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "You are not the Treasure God after all. Although you have borrowed some of its divine power, you will definitely be shattered to pieces under the divine lightning."
"I know."
"Since you know that, is there any way to resolve it?"
"I've come up with a good idea, so I've come to discuss it with you." A smile flashed across Xiao Wenbing's face. Although his skin was still dark, his eyes still gleamed with a cunning look.
"Are you still going to use me as a scapegoat?"
"No, I just want you to do me a favor, a small favor that is insignificant to you. Don't worry, it's definitely not asking you to help me withstand the heavenly lightning."
Xiao Wenbing's voice grew softer and softer, and increasingly filled with a seductive quality.
The Mirror God was filled with doubt. It cautiously asked, "What exactly do you want?"
“I want to destroy the Dark God, and now only the combined power of the three divine lightning bolts will give me a better chance. You see, the Heavenly Thunder Palace's Earthly Divine Lightning is presided over by the White-Robed Master, so there's naturally nothing to worry about. As for the Divine Lightning of the Divine Wood Palace, since the Food King has already entered the Qiankun Circle, it will naturally strike the Dark God directly on the head. As for the Divine Lightning in the Myriad Treasures Hall…”
Xiao Wenbing paused for a moment, then said, "Later, that bolt of lightning will definitely strike my head. So, I would like to ask you to help me reflect the divine lightning into the Qiankun Circle."
"Reflect... divine lightning?" Mirror God drawled, never expecting Xiao Wenbing to have such a terrible idea.
"Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force you. At most, I'll just stay here and get struck dead by divine lightning," Xiao Wenbing said in a tone full of sorrow and sadness.
"Struck by divine lightning?"
The complex emotions of the guy could be seen from the Mirror God's fluctuating expression. After a long while, a deafening roar suddenly rang out in the sky.
Xiao Wenbing looked up at the sky, where a glimpse of powerful lightning had already emerged from the thundercloud storm.
"The divine thunder is coming." Xiao Wenbing murmured, seemingly to himself. He glanced at the hesitant Mirror God, but his heart grew increasingly anxious.
“Alright…” The Mirror God considered it again and again. Although it suspected that Xiao Wenbing did it on purpose, it still couldn’t think of any other solution. It could only grit its teeth and say, “This is the only time. There will be no next time.”
Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed and said, "Mirror God, you're so kind."
With a casual wave of his hand, the Mirror God wiped away the goosebumps on his illusory body and said, "Remember this, don't do it again."
"Okay, don't worry, I promise you, I won't do it again unless we're completely desperate."
The Mirror God nodded in satisfaction, then vanished, and the mirror returned to its calm state. However, the Mirror God seemed to sense something amiss. Although Xiao Wenbing had indeed told it that this was the last time, it just sounded so awkward. Was something wrong again?
However, before it could figure out the reason, it felt Xiao Wenbing's body tremble, and divine lightning struck down on its head.
No words can describe the splendor of this moment, nor can any phrase describe its majesty.
The world seemed to be enveloped in this purple light, and even the divine power of the Treasure God and the mighty power of the Divine Tree Ancestor appeared extremely weak at this moment.
Before this immensely powerful chaotic energy, all other beings are insignificant.
Neatly aligned, three thick bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously, swiftly and straight.
Two of the beams struck directly into the light of the Qiankun Ring, while the last one struck down hard at Xiao Wenbing's charred head.
Xiao Wenbing stood tall and fearless, his body upright. Under the Food King's extremely admiring gaze, he raised the small bronze mirror, adjusted its direction, and stood ready for battle.
"boom……"
The massive bolt of lightning struck the small bronze mirror mercilessly. Although protected by the divine power of the Treasure God, Xiao Wenbing's body still could not withstand such a powerful force. He was thrown back in mid-air, tumbling and flying a long distance before finally regaining his footing.
However, his hands never wavered at all. The powerful electric light struck the mirror, as if it had been sucked into a bottomless black hole and disappeared completely.
The Food King below was dumbfounded. What kind of treasure was this that could absorb and devour even divine lightning? Did such a magical artifact exist in this realm?
However, before he could recover from the shock, something even more unbelievable happened.
Above the small bronze mirror, a larger, stronger, and more powerful purple lightning bolt suddenly appeared, transforming into a light dragon that rushed into the light shield of the Qiankun Ring.
A sudden realization struck the Food King: so that's how the dragon of light he encountered when he first defeated the Dark God came about!
However, the old man suddenly remembered something, and with a loud shout, he turned around and used all his strength to escape far away from the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
Within the Qiankun Circle, countless rays of light emitted dazzling brilliance, and powerful forces, confined within this small space, collided most violently.
The power of the three divine lightning bolts was unparalleled; even the Universe Ring could not withstand them all.
With a loud crack, the combined light shield formed by the Qiankun Ring and the small golden talisman shattered and scattered.
The churning divine thunder, now freed from its restraints, unleashed a storm of death in all directions.
The cunning and treacherous King of Food had already foreseen the final outcome when the third divine lightning bolt entered the Qiankun Circle. He immediately abandoned Xiao and Zhang and fled alone.
Without the protection of the Qiankun Ring, Zhang Yaqi would not be able to survive in such a harsh environment with her own power; even a second would be a luxury.
Her brow furrowed slightly. For some reason, as death approached, she didn't panic. Instead, she looked up at the sky, where a fairy in white robes stood. She wondered how the fairy was doing...
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and a soft golden light enveloped her. The storm of death howled and roared unrestrainedly outside the light barrier, but around her, everything was calm and peaceful, without the slightest disturbance.
The person in front turned around, his face, as black as charcoal, contorted in pain; clearly, the intense storm had taken its toll.
"Don't be afraid." His voice was hoarse, but it was still as gentle as ever.
"Mm." Zhang Yaqi nodded calmly, a warm smile on her lips.
"Aren't you afraid?" Xiao Wenbing asked curiously, finding no trace of horror on Zhang Yaqi's face.
"I knew you would come."
Xiao Wenbing's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded emphatically. He said, "Yes, I will come."
Multicolored light continued to flash in the air. The shattered light barrier reformed. Zhang Yaqi waved her slender hand, and the Qiankun Ring returned to her fair, jade-like wrist.
Xiao Wenbing breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the Qiankun Ring had been restored, it wouldn't be so easy for Zhang Yaqi to get injured. With a casual wave of his hand, the small golden talisman returned to his hand. However, unlike the multicolored light that still shimmered on the Qiankun Ring, the golden energy in the small golden talisman was negligible. Even if the divine power within it wasn't completely used up, it was almost gone.
I glanced at the Qiankun Ring with a hint of envy. The five elements are united, and life is endless. It truly deserves to be called the most precious of treasures.
“Wenbing, look…” Zhang Yaqi pointed to the sky and said softly.
Xiao Wenbing looked up and saw a golden light slowly drifting from the sky, which even the storm clouds and raging storms could not touch.
Xiao Wenbing recognized the light of the life-saving golden talisman at a glance, and he said softly, "White Robe."
"good."
The two exchanged a glance, a hint of worry flashing in their eyes. Although they were certain that the person inside the life-saving talisman was most likely Feng Baiyi, she was completely still and they had no idea what her fate was.
They nodded slightly and looked upwards almost simultaneously.
Although flying through the thunderous, stormy sky was incredibly difficult, it did not deter Xiao Wenbing, who possessed divine power, and Zhang Yaqi, who had regained control of the Qiankun Ring.
They moved extremely fast, and in a short while, they arrived beside the golden light.
Xiao Wenbing reached out and took Feng Baiyi, who had fallen into a coma, into his arms. Looking closely, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally returned to normal.
Although Feng Baiyi's face was extremely pale, her breathing was steady and her expression was peaceful, clearly indicating that she had simply fallen asleep from overexertion.
However, to be able to fall asleep under these circumstances... Xiao Wenbing gave a wry smile, a strange look appearing in his eyes as he looked at the life-saving talisman.
Why is the golden talisman bestowed by Master Baihe so strange? Without exception, everyone protected by the golden talisman falls into a deep sleep.
Zhang Yaqi was like that, and Feng Baiyi was no exception; they really are quite unique...
Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 252: Farewell
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"Aww..."
A shrill, desperate roar interrupted Xiao Wenbing's reflections.
They looked down together, and beneath their feet, lightning flashed, forming a world shrouded in purple. Their faces all appeared to be covered with a faint purple-gold hue.
In the world of Purple Lightning, the Devouring King's clone had long been blasted into cosmic debris countless times smaller than ions. Under such immense power, even though the vines were imbued with the energy of the Divine Tree Ancestor, they couldn't even offer the slightest resistance.
The combined power of the three thunderbolts far exceeded everyone's expectations.
The Dark God's body was surrounded by layers of lightning. With each flash, his body shrank, transforming him from an immensely tall giant into a diminutive dwarf. Clearly, even the Dark God was on the verge of destruction.
Xiao Wenbing and Zhang Yaqi exchanged a smile. They had finally succeeded. After paying such a heavy price, they had finally managed to deal with the Dark God.
It's truly unbelievable that a Dark God who appeared in the cultivation world was actually dealt with by this group of cultivators.
The screams continued, but gradually faded. Finally, when all of the Dark God's body dissipated within the range of the purple lightning, the somewhat mournful voice also disappeared.
"Did it succeed?"
"Yes, we succeeded."
Unbeknownst to them, Xiao Wenbing had already reached out a hand and firmly grasped Zhang Yaqi's.
Xiao Wenbing looked down at Feng Baiyi in his arms and finally gave up the idea of taking things further. The most important thing was to find a place to rest. As for the opportunity to be intimate, there was no need to worry about not having it later.
"Yaqi, let's leave," Xiao Wenbing said gently to her.
Zhang Yaqi nodded slightly, looking at her. Suddenly, as if remembering something, her eyes, eyebrows, and little face were filled with a deep smile.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Your head." Zhang Yaqi finally laughed.
"My head?" Xiao Wenbing subconsciously withdrew his hand, wanting to touch his head, but halfway through his arm, he already knew why.