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"What did you say?"

Inside Wanbaotang, Xiao Wenbing's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he questioned the treasure god.

"The Ring of Order has been taken."

“That’s impossible,” Xiao Wenbing said decisively.

The voice of the baby god also revealed a sense of disbelief, clearly indicating that even it could hardly believe this fact.

"But I really felt it."

"call……"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the Food King rushed in, exclaiming, "Something terrible has happened! The Ancestor has sent a letter!"

Xiao Wenbing's expression changed, and he asked, "The Universe Ring?"

The Food King was taken aback and asked, "How did you know?"

"What did the patriarch say?" Xiao Wenbing asked coldly.

The King of Food felt a chill run down his spine when his eyes met those icy gazes. In his mind's eye, it seemed that Wei Wenbing, who had fought endlessly against the Dark God on the Demon Suppression Star, had returned.

Fortunately, the old man was highly skilled, and after only a slight pause, he immediately said, "The ancestor said that the gate to the Demon Realm has opened, and the Qiankun Ring has been brought into the Demon Realm by them."

"The Demon Realm?" Xiao Wenbing looked at the Treasure God and asked, "Can you save people inside the thundercloud storm?"

“No.” Baby God said directly, “The divine thunder of Wanbaotang is also inside. If I go in, it will immediately cause a huge explosion. Hmm, the same goes for the divine tree.”

"So, who in the cultivation world can do this?"

Baby God was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "No, but... I sensed the aura of immortals."

"Immortal energy? Is it from an immortal descended to the mortal realm?" Xiao Wenbing asked, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"yes."

Xiao Wenbing nodded heavily and finally said, "I understand."

Having said that, he suddenly turned and walked towards the door. The Food King was startled and reached out to stop him, but after being swept aside by the man's stern gaze, he felt a chill in his heart, and his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

As Xiao Wenbing stepped out of the gate and turned a corner, he stopped in his tracks. Before him stood a beautiful young woman in white, who had been waiting for him for some time.

"You're going to the Demon Realm?"

"yes."

How will you get there?

Xiao Wenbing raised his hand and a small golden talisman appeared in his palm: "With this divine talisman in hand, you can go anywhere in the world."

Feng Baiyi nodded slightly and said, "Even if it's a forbidden zone that even the God of Treasures wouldn't dare to go to, you might not be able to guarantee your safety."

Xiao Wenbing looked at her, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "White Robe, I have no choice."

Feng Baiyi raised her head and suddenly said, as if talking to herself, "Do you remember our bet from back then?"

"What?"

“You and I made a bet: whoever reaches the Nascent Soul realm first can make a request of the other.”

Xiao Wenbing was startled, then suddenly realized what was happening. In a daze, it seemed as if he had returned to the first time he met the Heavenly Dao Sect. He said softly, "That's right."

"Alright," Feng Baiyi said softly, "Look."

Xiao Wenbing stared intently and saw a small light suddenly appear on Feng Baiyi's head. Within the light was a miniature version of Feng Baiyi.

"You... have transformed into an infant."

"Yes, may I make my request now?"

Xiao Wenbing's expression shifted rapidly, and finally he sighed, "Baiyi, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise."

Feng Baiyi showed no sign of resentment. She simply said softly, "I'm not trying to stop you from going to the Demon Realm. I just hope you can wait for me for ten days."

"What?"

"If I haven't returned in ten days, then... I won't care where you go."

Xiao Wenbing stared at her blankly for a long time before asking, "Why?"

"Did you know that in the cultivation world, there is a weapon that can bypass any barrier, even the combination of three thunderbolts?"

After a long silence, Xiao Wenbing finally said, "Alright, I'll wait for you."

Feng Baiyi smiled brightly at him, instantly filling the room with radiance, as if the austere stone chamber was also filled with bright sunlight. She turned and walked out of Wanbao Hall.

Suddenly, Xiao Wenbing's deep and emotional voice reached his ears:

"I'll wait for you to come back..."

Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts Chapter 258 Arriving Treading on Thunder

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In the cultivation world, the names of the three great birthplaces are known to everyone.

That place is the sacred ground in the hearts of all demons and spirits in the cultivation world. The Dragon and Phoenix Palace Nest and the Divine Wood Palace have always represented the supreme existence of these two races.

However, beyond these three sacred sites, there is an even more mysterious and unpredictable Heavenly Thunder Palace.

This Heavenly Thunder Palace, which claims to be able to manipulate the greatest power in all planes, is the most fearsome holy land in the cultivation world.

at this time……

Inside the Heavenly Thunder Palace, a woman in white knelt before the forbidden area on the back mountain. Before her stood a middle-aged beauty who bore a striking resemblance to her.

Have you thought it through?

"Yes, Mother."

"Although you have successfully transformed into a Nascent Soul, the Heavenly Thunder Sword is not something that someone at the Nascent Soul stage can master. It's better to wait until you reach the Tribulation Transcending stage before giving it another try."

"Mother, I have thought it through."

The middle-aged woman turned around abruptly, a hint of anger flashing across her face: "I won't allow it."

Feng Baiyi looked up and smiled, then suddenly stretched out her hands, circling the wisps of bright sparks around her two fair, soft hands. In the very center of the sparks, a small, deep, and unfathomable black hole faintly appeared...

"Mother, there is thunder in my heart, gathering electricity to create energy. Can you see it?"

The middle-aged woman's expression softened, and she gently advised, "Baiyi, I know you have mastered the art of gathering electricity. You are the first in three thousand years."

Her voice grew softer: "Our ancestors instructed that only those who master the art of gathering lightning can be worthy of inheriting the Heavenly Thunder Sword. Therefore, this Heavenly Thunder Sword is definitely yours. But, you are still too early..."

Feng Baiyi shook her head slightly and said, "Mother, my mind is made up."

Silently, for a long time...

"You won't regret it?"

No regrets!

"Alright, then go ahead." The middle-aged woman turned her back to him.

Feng Baiyi gazed at the familiar figure. She knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times to her.

Then, she stood up and, with firm steps, stepped into the restricted area behind the mountain.

The moment she stepped into the restricted area, the middle-aged woman's body trembled slightly, and her tightly closed eyelids fluttered gently...

The back mountain is the forbidden area of the Thunder Palace, where the Thunder Palace's most prized treasure, the Thunder Sword, is enshrined.

Unlike the nine secondary Heavenly Thunder Swords in the main hall, this is the true Heavenly Thunder Sword. It was the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword that one of the three great saints, the former Heavenly Thunder Palace Master, used to slay the nine immortals three thousand years ago when he set up the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, drawing upon the power of chaos.

The forbidden area in the back mountain is not for ordinary people to enter, because it is surrounded by violent lightning power all year round. Even the nine Heavenly Venerables of the Heavenly Thunder Palace throughout the ages dare not cross this line lightly.

However, at this moment, Feng Baiyi had already stepped into this forbidden zone of heavenly lightning without hesitation.

Dark clouds rolled in, and thunder roared.

An angry clap of thunder echoed through the mountains. The sound lingered, like ten thousand drums beating in unison, a truly awe-inspiring roar.

However, Feng Baiyi walked on calmly, as if this earth-shattering power had no effect on her.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder that seemed to shatter the entire universe.

The lightning struck without pause, as if it possessed a life of its own, striking Feng Baiyi just a step away from her feet. The powerful bolt of lightning left a charred mark on the solid ground.

However, Feng Baiyi ignored it and stepped out, landing right on the charred black mark.

In front of her was a small, seemingly dilapidated hut.

Feng Baiyi stopped in her tracks, her gaze filled with utmost devotion. She slowly knelt down and performed the three bows and nine kowtows ceremony towards the hut.

As she kowtowed for the last time, a sudden clap of thunder exploded overhead, shaking the small house several times, followed by the booming, echoing sound...

Thunder roared overhead, and this was the place where the Heavenly Thunder Divine Swords of all generations were enshrined.

Feng Baiyi continued walking towards the cottage without stopping.

The rumbling thunder gradually grew louder, each boom louder than the last, seemingly expressing extreme anger at anyone daring to approach the forbidden area of heavenly thunder.

Cracks appeared in the sky, and silver snakes darted through the clouds. White lightning illuminated the ground and Feng Baiyi's pale face.

The power of heaven and earth is immeasurable, and how could human power possibly match it...?

However, Feng Baiyi remained calm at this moment, with only one thought in her mind: to obtain the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword.

She took another step forward, and was now only three steps away from the lonely little house standing in the wilderness.

"Boom... boom..."

A streak of lightning trembled twice in the inky black sky before suddenly striking down, hitting Feng Baiyi squarely.

Her body trembled slightly, and a faint trace of crimson blood appeared at the corner of her mouth. The heavenly lightning striking her body—it truly wasn't something a Nascent Soul cultivator could withstand…

She raised her head, and in her hazy state, she seemed to hear a mysterious call from the depths of the universe.

"Go back, there's still time."

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