With a loud roar, the colossal creature in front of Xiao Heng gradually shrank, eventually returning to Ye Feipeng’s original appearance.
Xiao Pang twisted his neck, and there were crackling sounds from his bones all over his body.
“Xiao Heng, what do you think of my law?” Ye Feipeng asked proudly.
Xiao Heng didn’t feel discouraged by his defeat but curiously looked at Ye Feipeng, then flew up and began to touch and pinch him randomly.
“Fatty, what kind of law did you use to form your Golden Core? As a human, how can you transform into a demonic beast? I thought the wings on your back were your limit, but I didn’t expect you to go further!”
Ye Feipeng didn’t stop Xiao Heng’s hands and held his head high, looking disdainfully.
Instead of directly answering Xiao Heng’s question, he said with a tilted head, “The power of the holy beast Kun Peng is naturally extraordinary. How about it? Jealous?”
“This time, I awakened a part of my bloodline power again and comprehended a divine ability from ancient memories.”
“It is called Bloodline Transference. It can divide a portion of the vigorous Kun Peng essence blood in my body and transfer it to others. After absorbing it, the other party can inherit some of the Kun Peng’s divine abilities. Furthermore, my own strength will not be affected.”
“It’s just like what the Kun Peng did back then to my Ye family ancestor.”
“Do you want to give it a try?”
Ye Feipeng said with temptation, “With your current Four Law Golden Core cultivation, if you obtain Kun Peng essence blood, I’m afraid your strength will far surpass mine in no time. Don’t you want to give it a try?”
“Holy beast Kun Peng?” Xiao Heng’s eyes flashed with a trace of doubt.
Ye Feipeng had always called them “demonic beasts.”
Why did he change his terminology to “holy beasts?”
After glancing at Ye Feipeng, Xiao Heng calmly refused, “Haha, it’s fine. Your way of fighting is too violent. My Law of Emptiness is more handsome and suitable for me.”
Seeing this, Ye Feipeng stared at Xiao Heng for a long time but ultimately didn’t insist.
“By the way, how do you interpret the warning from Senior Skull?” After a moment of silence, Xiao Heng suddenly asked.
Not long ago, Senior Skull, who had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly woke up.
After leaving a warning message of “Escape, leave the Cong Yun Sea!” he fell asleep again.
This puzzled Xiao Heng.
Although he didn’t know what Senior Skull predicted, out of his trust in it, Xiao Heng planned to lead everyone to flee from the Cong Yun Sea and seek refuge in the nearest Shilin Province.
Ye Feipeng’s gaze flickered, and he thought to himself: “It seems that this old relic really has some secrets. He can sense something about the upcoming appearance of the Crimson Flame. However…”
Just hesitating for a moment, the fatty’s eyes became extremely firm again.
“When the Crimson Flame descends, it’s a disaster for ordinary people, but for me, it’s a great opportunity.”
“I’ve been waiting for so many years just for this moment. How could I easily give up?”
Thinking of this, he calmly said, “Although Senior Skull’s powers are great, he’s seriously injured and greatly weakened. His words shouldn’t be completely trusted. I think it’s just him being overly suspicious.”
“We’ve been staying in the Cong Yun Sea for so many years, and we’ve been fine. What could happen?”
Xiao Heng looked at Ye Feipeng’s nonchalant expression, feeling even more suspicious.
Based on Xiao Heng’s understanding of the fatty, if there were any uncertain risks in the past, he would definitely choose to believe in their existence rather than ignore them and would opt to escape at first thought.
He would absolutely not be as carefree as he was now, ignoring the possible crisis.
Is it because his strength had increased, leading to an arrogant mentality? Or is it because of the influence of the Kun Peng’s bloodline?
Feeling somewhat uneasy, Xiao Heng didn’t directly refute or admonish, but instead showed a look of thoughtfulness.
After chatting for a while, Xiao Heng bid farewell in haste.
Watching Xiao Heng’s departing figure, Ye Feipeng’s gaze turned dark.
“Well, it’s just some mundane relationship. It’s better to cut it off early. After I achieve Dao Integration, I don’t want people crawling back.”
The fatty snorted coldly, looking up at the sky, a hint of blood red flashed in his eyes. “Fate is with me. I will surely succeed in integrating with the Dao!”
Dark wings unfolded from behind, and with a slight flap, Ye Feipeng’s figure disappeared in an instant.
On the deserted island, Xiao Heng, who was talking with Su Changyu, felt Ye Feipeng’s departure. He glanced into the distance, his expression inexplicable.
“Senior Skull has left instructions, and he wouldn’t pass us empty rumors. As a precaution, let’s leave the Cong Yun Sea.”
Su Changyu nodded, agreeing with Xiao Heng’s decision.
When they first came to the cultivation world from Dali, there were seven others with Xiao Heng. However, Li Fan had chosen them at random for the sake of show. Over the eighteen years, some fell ill and passed away.
Some couldn’t rid themselves of the miasma in their bodies, giving up on cultivation. Unable to endure the hardship on the deserted island, they begged Xiao Heng to send them to nearby mortal islands to live out their lives.
Among the seven, only a man and a woman remained, barely entering the Qi Condensation stage. These two, who had been together day and night, developed feelings for each other and became a couple.
Recently, they had a child named Han Wuyou. Together with the Yin sisters, these were all the people on the desolate island.
The flying boat on the island could still be used, making relocation relatively easy. However… Xiao Heng frowned.
“Yueting and Yuzhen, those two girls seem to be up to something lately, acting mysterious and responding to messages very perfunctorily.”
“I’ll go see what they’re up to and bring them over.”
Fortunately, the sisters left their location in advance, making them easy to find. Seven days later, Xiao Heng arrived in front of the sisters.
To Xiao Heng’s surprise, there was a Foundation Establishment cultivator with the sisters. With his shifty eyes, he didn’t seem like a good person.
Yin Yueting frowned at this moment, looking displeased. “Zhao Erbao, how much more do you need to collect to reproduce the so-called Dao resonance you mentioned?”
“My sister and I have worked so hard this time, and we’ve brought back a bunch of antiques. You’ve only picked out a few usable ones? Are you trying to fool us?”
Zhao Erbao hurriedly smiled bitterly, “Miss, how dare I deceive you? These Dao resonance artifacts are hard to find. You’ve brought back so many in such a short time, which is already amazing!”
“Even if you gave me ten times my guts, I wouldn’t dare to deceive you!”
“Dao resonance artifacts?” Xiao Heng listened to their conversation, his eyes narrowing.
Yin Yuzhen transmitted her voice to explain the ins and outs of the matter to Xiao Heng.