Before the sound stopped, Xiao Wenbing had already firmly planted himself on the ground. Apart from the gust of wind that blew up the weeds as he descended, he didn't even leave a single footprint.
He actually stopped abruptly when he was only half a foot away from the ground.
The two men looked at each other in shock. Although they had already received word that this reckless person who had come to the Holy Mountain might be a top-level cultivator who had undergone tribulation.
However, they never expected that this unexpected person would possess such formidable strength; that single charge was enough to make them feel inferior.
In fact, Xiao Wenbing was also startled by the performance of this demonic incarnation.
Although he already knew that his body, which had been tempered by divine power, was much more resilient than the original demon's, he was still greatly surprised by how powerful it had become.
It should be understood that although cultivators have powerful physical bodies, they still have a limit. To be able to plummet from a great height and fall unharmed is something that not every cultivator can do.
For someone like Xiao Wenbing to descend at such a high speed using only his physical strength without relying on any magical artifacts or Taoist techniques is something even a top-tier expert in the Tribulation Transcending stage wouldn't dare to attempt lightly.
The two small black dots hovered in the air for a moment before slowly flying down, stopping at a considerable distance, clearly showing great fear of Xiao Wenbing's avatar.
The two men had dark complexions, and Xiao Wenbing could tell at a glance that their cultivation had reached the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending realm. Looking further, their faces bore a striking resemblance, and their movements were measured and measured, clearly indicating that they had developed a certain tacit understanding through years of interaction.
One of them stood on the ground, stepped forward, and bowed, saying, "Guardian of the Temple, Mohan, welcomes your esteemed presence, senior."
Xiao Wenbing nodded slightly. He glanced at the two men sideways, remaining silent. Indeed, although he was currently in the Demon Realm, he knew absolutely nothing about it. The only thing he could control was this avatar, so how could he possibly respond?
However, his attitude seemed perfectly natural to the two men.
A true master should naturally possess the demeanor of a master, looking down upon others with an air of superiority; that is only natural.
Although the demonic avatar, tempered by divine power, tried its best to conceal the divine power, the powerful aura that subtly emanated from its body could not be completely hidden.
Coupled with his status as a top-tier expert in tribulation, he exuded the dignified and imposing aura of an absolute powerhouse. Such a person would naturally not take two people inferior to him seriously.
Mohan put on a smile and asked, "Senior, have you come to pay homage to the Holy Temple?"
"Hmm." Xiao Wenbing nodded noncommittally, while cursing inwardly, "What is this pilgrimage? What the hell is this?"
The two men breathed a sigh of relief and said respectfully, "The temple passage has been open for some time. Please allow us to lead the way."
Xiao Wenbing gave another nonsensical reply, inwardly looking down on the two men. While he was indeed at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage, weren't they merely early-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivators?
Although there was a gap between the two teams, their performance was far too flattering, almost to the point of groveling.
He only cared about judging others through his own eyes, unaware that in the eyes of those two, he appeared even more unfathomable.
In fact, it would have been one thing if Xiao Wenbing had simply displayed that terrifying speed when he was plunging down, but what was even more astonishing was that he could stop at will while moving at high speed, without any sign of strain.
This shows that the strength of his physical body and his ability to control energy have reached an astonishing level, even approaching or exceeding the limits of cultivators.
How could these two not treat such a person with utmost care and caution?
As the two of them arrived at a mountain path, Xiao Wenbing suddenly asked, "Why is there such a large barrier above the temple?"
Mohan continued walking, turning back with a smile, "This was specially arranged by His Holiness to display the majesty of the temple."
"Oh." Xiao Wenbing seemed to sigh softly, and said, "What a magnificent barrier! I have never seen anything like it in my life."
Mohan
Looking back again, his eyes and voice were filled with sincere admiration: "This is a barrier personally set up by the Venerable Ones, so it is naturally unique."
Xiao Wenbing thought to himself, "What an ignorant fellow. Although the project of this barrier is indeed grand, it is worlds apart from the Chaos Wall in the cultivation world."
So what if he's a Venerable One? He's just an immortal. Can an immortal's abilities compare to those of a god?
Of course, he only muttered these words to himself; if he actually said them aloud, he would immediately be exposed.
Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Which venerable one possesses such supernatural powers to set up this barrier?"
While this barrier cannot compare to the Wall of Chaos, it is still quite rare in the lower realms. At the very least, the cultivation level of the person who set up the barrier is no less than that of a Dark God. Such a person naturally requires careful vigilance.
Xiao Wenbing made up his mind that if he ever encountered that person again, he would run as far away as possible and never confront him.
Mohan was taken aback and said, "This barrier was set up by all the Venerables simultaneously using their great magical power, not by just one person."
"Ah." Xiao Wenbing breathed a sigh of relief without showing any emotion. He had been worried that he would encounter a figure comparable to the Dark God in the Demon Realm, but now he realized that he had been worrying too much.
Having passed through the transparent barrier, Xiao Wenbing subconsciously looked back. However, as soon as he turned his head, his body jolted, and he stopped in his tracks.
Noticing his unusual behavior, Mohan asked curiously, "Senior, you..."
Xiao Wenbing took a deep breath, staring at the two demons in front of him, a murderous intent flickering in his heart.
Although both of them were powerful cultivators at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, the demonic avatar that Xiao Wenbing was currently possessing not only surpassed them in cultivation but also possessed powerful divine power. If he wanted to kill these two, he would be absolutely certain of success.
The undisguised killing intent in his eyes did not escape the notice of the two demons in front of him. Mohan and the other man retreated simultaneously, assuming a defensive posture, and two small orbs of light appeared in front of them.
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, then chuckled. These two small balls were indeed the Universal Beads. He hadn't expected that at this critical moment, the only thing they could offer was the Universal Beads.
Thinking of the magical treasures he possessed that had already surpassed the cultivation realm, Xiao Wenbing immediately felt reassured. If he went all out, these two demons with incomplete magical artifacts would be no threat at all.
"Senior, didn't you come to the temple to pay homage? Why?" Mohan asked calmly, despite the surprise.
"Hmph." Xiao Wenbing snorted angrily and said, "Are you trying to fool me? Why did you immediately close the barrier as soon as I entered the Holy Mountain, and..." He pointed to the tall barrier and said, "This barrier is not to prevent people from intruding, but to prevent people from escaping, right?"
To Xiao Wenbing's surprise, after hearing his angry rebuke, Mohan not only did not get angry, but instead seemed relieved and dropped his tense demeanor.
He bowed to Xiao Wenbing again and said, "Senior, you misunderstand. It is an ancestral rule that we must close the barrier immediately after entering it. It is not something we can change. As for the purpose of this barrier..." He smiled bitterly and said, "This barrier has been in place for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has always been so."
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback and asked, "Was it already like this hundreds of thousands of years ago?"
“Indeed.” Mohan affirmed, “How the Venerables think is indeed beyond my comprehension. Therefore, please forgive me, senior.”
Xiao Wenbing responded. Of course he knew that if this barrier had really been set up so many years ago, then it was certainly not to guard against him.
After all, no matter how powerful immortals are, they cannot possibly foresee events ten thousand years in the future. Therefore, their intentions in doing so are truly beyond our comprehension.
Having received Xiao Wenbing's forgiveness, Mohan and the other man exchanged a sigh. It would have been truly unjust to have a conflict with this expert over this matter.
"Senior, you have such a keen eye! I have been serving as a greeter here for over two hundred years, and you are the first person to discover the secret at a glance." Mohan said sincerely. Indeed, he was speechless with admiration for Xiao Wenbing's insight.
Hearing this, Xiao Wenbing smiled and silently shook his head. It wasn't that he had good eyesight; it was simply that the Dark Infant within his avatar had good eyesight. The reason he was able to react so quickly was because of the Dark Infant.
Since it is attached to the avatar, it can naturally sense everything that the avatar perceives.
As for the Dark Infant, who possesses divine abilities, how could this barrier, though profound, possibly escape its notice?
Volume 4: The Divine Artifacts Chapter 293: Elite of the Demon Realm
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As they passed the waist of Mount Hua, a divine thought suddenly arrived, sweeping over Xiao Wenbing before immediately withdrawing. However, although this divine thought was concealed, it was completely unobstructed by the Dark Infant's perception, which could detect all changes in the world.
Xiao Wenbing's expression shifted, and he looked at the two people in front of him, only to see that their faces were completely expressionless, as if they had not felt the fluctuation of the divine thought just now.
A disdainful sneer flashed across his lips. That divine thought did not belong to the spiritual power of the cultivation world, but rather to the immortal spiritual power of the immortal realm.
If Xiao Wenbing hadn't possessed divine power and hadn't dealt with immortal spiritual power many times, he certainly wouldn't have noticed it.
Mohammed and his companion were getting faster and faster, but no matter how fast they went, they refused to fly in the air. It seemed that, like a Taoist mountain gate, flying was forbidden here.
However, despite the height of the peak, the three of them quickly reached the summit.
Upon reaching the top, Mohammed and his companion led him into the main hall. At that moment, a person hurriedly ran out from the inner hall and whispered a few words to the two of them.
The two men looked at each other, and after a long while, Mohan said awkwardly, "Senior, please forgive me. We just received news from the inner hall that the elders have important matters to attend to and are unable to come out to greet us. Perhaps..." He glanced at Xiao Wenbing and, seeing that he did not seem angry, continued, "How about we invite you to tour the temple?"
Xiao Wenbing hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. In truth, now that he knew there were indeed immortals here, he naturally dared not act rashly. However, his gloomy expression had caused the two men to worry unnecessarily for a long time.
There's not much to explore in the Demon Clan's temple. Due to dwindling resources, there's simply no extra money to create a pleasant environment.
However, after turning a few corners, Xiao Wenbing still saw some strange things.
To the left of the sacred mountain range lies a vast valley. This valley isn't just above ground; many more stretch into the air. Above the earth, layers of suspended grids form a dazzling three-dimensional pattern, each grid planted with countless grains. A rough estimate suggests the entire space is at least five times larger.
Across a vast mountain range, various crops were planted everywhere, creating a unique and beautiful golden landscape. Within the mountains, countless mortals from the demon realm were diligently harvesting and collecting these grains.
To Xiao Wenbing's great surprise, these grains seemed to have an extraordinary ability to grow. After the demons harvested one patch, they immediately grew upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it seemed that in just a few hours, a second batch could be harvested.
"This is..." Xiao Wenbing asked in surprise.
"This is our rations," Mohan said with a somber expression and a long sigh.
"Huh?" Xiao Wenbing was greatly surprised. Food rations? And livestock...?
"The environment on our sacred star is extremely harsh; most places are no longer suitable for planting. Only here does it maintain vigorous vitality, so..."
Xiao Wenbing nodded. This ingenious planting method could already be called hydroponics. However, the astonishing growth was clearly beyond the capabilities of cultivation methods. It must have been done by an immortal.
"Is it necessary for it to keep growing like this?" After watching for a while, Xiao Wenbing shook his head slightly. There was so much grain here, spread throughout the entire mountain range. Even if only one harvest were done, it would still be a considerable amount. Although the exact quantity couldn't be calculated, judging from this frenzied growth, the yield was probably substantial.
Mohan remained silent at first, then said, "Senior, this grain is too little..."
"What?" Xiao Wenbing was taken aback. If it weren't for his serious expression, he would have thought he had misheard. He pointed to the endless mountain range and said, "You said too little?"
“Yes, it’s too little,” Moham said with a bitter expression.
Xiao Wenbing looked back again. This mountain range was vast and expansive, and the grains were growing in mid-air, effectively increasing the planting space fivefold. Therefore, the yield would naturally be considerable.
No matter how large the temple is, it can't possibly have tens of thousands of people. Moreover, even if it did, such a large output would be enough to supply them for several years.
But looking at these demons working tirelessly without rest, it seems they would starve to death if they stopped to rest for even a short while. Are they all reincarnated starving ghosts, or do they eat a ton of food in one meal?
After a moment's thought, Xiao Wenbing asked, "Mohan, generally speaking, as long as one's cultivation reaches the Golden Core stage, one can basically rely on refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replace grains. And for those above the Nascent Soul stage, it goes without saying. I think everyone here has some cultivation. With so much grain, if we only provide it to the outer disciples, it shouldn't be insufficient, right?"
Moham's expression grew increasingly bitter. He sighed, "If it's simply to provide what the temple needs..."
"The grain produced here in a single day would be enough to supply us for several years."
"Yes, how could it not be enough?"
Mohan bowed to him and said, "If you really want to know, please come with me."
Xiao Wenbing nodded and followed him to the end of the mountain range, where a massive teleportation array stood. Truckloads of collected grain were continuously being sent into the array. Then, white light flashed intermittently, sending the grain out in a steady stream.
At the other end of the teleportation array, there seemed to be a huge demand for grain. So, although a great deal of grain was harvested in the mountains, it was all transported away as soon as it was piled up here, leaving not a single grain behind.
Dozens of people were still waiting anxiously in front of the teleportation array, which seemed to confirm what Mohammed had said: there was indeed far too little grain.
“This is…” Xiao Wenbing asked.
Mohan looked at the busy figures with a blank expression and slowly said, "These grains are provided for all mortals on the Holy Star."