Chapter 1283 - 1283 5 The Thief of Heaven and Earth_4

Chapter 1283: Chapter 5 The Thief of Heaven and Earth_4 Chapter 1283: Chapter 5 The Thief of Heaven and Earth_4 “`

For some unknown reason, the “Ten-sided True Demon Sutra” that he practiced could not be transcribed.

Yet even so, the content it encompassed was nothing short of astonishing.

Shen Fu handed the jade slip to Wang Ba, noticing the impatience of the two people behind Wang Ba.

Without saying much, he softly said,

“If Senior Brother ever needs anything, just come to me.”

Wang Ba heard the farewell in the other’s tone.

Feeling an unusual touch of sorrow, he accepted the jade slip from Shen Fu and nodded,

“Take good care of yourself.

If you encounter any trouble, come find me at the Wanxiang Sect…

Here is a magic tool for communication.

...

Keep it with you for constant contact.”

He gave Shen Fu a Spirit Ear, commonly used by cultivators of the Incense Fire Dao.

This item, though not as capable as the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone for immediate contact, was still much faster than the average Sound Transmission Talisman.

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Shen Fu received the Spirit Ear, gave Wang Ba a solemn bow, and then drifted away.

Watching the retreating figure of Shen Fu, Wang Ba stood in place for a while and let out a long sigh.

The changes in just this one day were no less drastic than the transformation of seas into mulberry fields.

It was as if a long time had already passed.

“Let’s return to the sect.”

He said softly.

…

Howling winds swept across the land in front of him.

And just ten-odd zhang away, it turned into a world of ice and snow.

After parting with his Senior Brother, Shen Fu, surrounded by a protective light, slowly made his way through these disasters.

Rubbing the snowflakes that fell on his hand, he showed a hint of curiosity on his face:

“These disasters evolved from things beyond this realm are fierce and highly damaging; yet if properly utilized, they could provide nourishment for cultivation.

This represents an unprecedented opportunity for Rogue Cultivators…

It’s just a pity that my cultivation method doesn’t have much need for them.”

He asked without thinking:

“Old Devil Jiang, what exactly are these evolving disasters…?”

His voice suddenly stopped.

Shen Fu stood still, feeling waves of dizziness wash over him.

He muttered to himself:

“Old Devil Jiang…”

Having had his soul companion for so many years, he had grown accustomed to the other’s presence.

The other’s sudden departure wasn’t like a startling downpour but rather a persistent dampness in his heart that arose whenever he accidentally touched on it, reluctant to dissipate…

At that moment.

He suddenly felt a jolt.

“What’s happening?!”

Demonic Qi suddenly spilled out from his body.

The “Ten-sided True Demon Sutra” began to operate on its own without his prompting.

The next moment, a cold and ancient voice unexpectedly sounded in his ear:

“All disciples of the Holy Sect, return to the Sect immediately.

Those who defy will…”

Hearing this voice, Shen Fu’s eyes widened in shock:

“This… this can’t be!

Isn’t he already…”

Yan.

The ruins of the primitive Demonic Sect.

A domain filled with ruins, corpses, and humanoid skins.

An elderly ethereal figure stood alone in the middle of the ruins, hands clasped behind his back, gazing up at the patched sky.

In his eyes flickered a complex mixture of emotions: luck, anger, gloom, and viciousness.

“So what if heaven and earth have declined?”

“I will definitely find a way to ascend!

No one can stop me!

No one!”

…

Tianmo Continent.

Near the western sea.

In the boundless desert, only a few green spots decorated the expanse.

Suddenly, one day.

A collapse appeared in the desert.

Then the range of the collapse rapidly expanded.

A gigantic hollow pit, tens of thousands of zhang across, almost instantly formed.

Then, as if some enormous force struck out from within the hollow, sand whirled into the skies.

A vast bird, its green and red plumage striking, leapt from the hole amidst the swirling sand, spreading its wings and soaring into the high sky!

Its eyes were filled with extreme excitement!

“It’s done!”

“`

“I have finally succeeded!”

“Haha, I, Fanming, have finally shed that castrated chicken’s body!

From now on, I will no longer suffer from that stupid chicken Bing 1’s…

Eh?

Why does the sky seem much lower…

Hey, why does it seem like there are a lot more cracks?”

Fanming flapped his enormous wings in astonishment, hovering in place, gawking at the sky.

Then he couldn’t help but turn his head to look around.

Muttering to himself:

“Has it been me who got bigger…

or has the world, become smaller?”

“Why do I feel so uncomfortable?”

But he quickly lost the inclination to ponder further.

An extremely uncomfortable sensation was emanating from within his body.

“Ugh…

so hungry, I need to find something to eat!”

“This body is excellent in every aspect, its potential is astoundingly immense, and it’s about to become a divine beast even though it’s still in its juvenile stage…

It just eats way too much.”

Fanming felt a slight sense of trouble.

The cultivators around him had been almost entirely eaten.

And the appetite of this body seemed to grow scarier by the moment.

“If the sky won’t do, and the land won’t do, then I’ll have to look in the sea…”

After thinking, Fanming vibrated his wings and quickly dove into the sea nearby.

The moment he plunged into the sea.

Fanming’s head shook violently!

He immediately found it unbelievable that the feathers on his body shrank back in an instant, then turned into scales!

His wings, in the blink of an eye, transformed into fins…

His two claws also degenerated instantly, retracting into his body.

His bird’s head turned into a fish’s head!

“Have I, have I turned into a fish?!”

Fanming exclaimed in shock.

However, as he was about to speak, what came out was the familiar, puzzled and dumb-sounding:

“Gugugu?”

Fanming’s Primordial Spirit shook violently, disbelieving:

“Bing, Bing 1?!”

But he couldn’t make a sound, only hearing that stupid, ridiculously idiotic chicken making an equally foolish noise:

“Gugugu?

Master…

where are you?”

Bing 1, in control of the large fish, swam through the sea, instinctively devouring a massive quantity of marine life, barely resisting the hunger.

Then without a moment’s hesitation, it shot out of the water, seeking its master’s whereabouts.

As it burst forth from the sea.

The impressively large fish silently transformed into a red and green interlaced giant bird.

Its wings shook, and it quickly fled away from the sea’s surface.

Then hovering midair, it looked down at the water below.

A sense of relief filled its sharp eyes:

“Good thing this Bing 1 is dumb, or else I would have been in big trouble…

But why did I turn into a fish?”

“Why is this Bing 1 still entangled with me?”

It wasn’t quite clear, it only knew one thing for certain—absolutely, absolutely avoid going into the sea.

Apparently, turning from bird to fish and from fish back to bird, both had to do with the sea.

“But without the food from the sea, how will I fill my stomach?”

Fanming’s worry returned.

Food was the biggest problem facing this body.

Over the past years, he was constantly concerned about feeding this body.

He lived in fear, day and night, worried about attracting Immortal Ascension cultivators.

He had thought that successfully transferring his Primordial Spirit into his offspring would naturally resolve this issue.

But it persisted.

His gaze swept the surroundings.

From the cracks in the sky, matter of Chaos color seeped out, then evolved into various marvels.

Wind, fire, thunder, lightning…

Suddenly, he sniffed the air, then couldn’t help but fixate on the substance seeping out.

An innate drive caused his eyes to yearn:

“Doesn’t that look rather tasty?”

“Maybe…

give it a try?”