I picked up the scattered attributes

"Even the Great Prophet's series of actions might have been orchestrated by someone else behind the scenes."

Otherwise, where did the great prophet come from, and how did he cultivate the path of cause and effect and destiny?

Finally, Feng Xia nodded to the goddess Wu Guan and smiled, "Thank you for your explanation, sister. No matter what difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, as long as we keep moving forward, the road will... oops!"

Do not look: "?"

Feng Xia shook his head vigorously, his eyes flickering slightly as he looked at the peerless goddess.

She possesses an elegant and graceful demeanor, seemingly untouched by worldly affairs.

Wu Guan didn't shy away from it, but let Feng Xia stare at him.

Suddenly, Feng Xia smiled knowingly and said, "Although you are here in your Dao body, it seems you have made considerable progress recently. Would you be interested in... having a little sparring session with me?"

Do not stare at him without moving.

After an unknown amount of time, the moon goddess slowly nodded.

"can."

……

A few days later.

Feng Xia clapped his hands in satisfaction, bowed to the figure on the Moonlight Tree to express his gratitude, and then leisurely took his leave.

"As expected, relying on one's parents... oh no, seeking out strong opponents to spar with is the fastest way to become stronger."

As early as when Wu Guan made his move, Feng Xia had already noticed that the power displayed by this Moon Goddess had not only not declined with the passage of time, but had even shown signs of improvement!

This is particularly astonishing.

It should be understood that, despite being a primordial deity of the Great Yin Dao, one is inherently limited by one's own Dao. The realm one enters at birth is already fixed, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is extremely difficult to break free from it!

Moreover, what she is currently residing in the Xuan Yuan World is not her true form, but a Dao body transformed from the divine power of the Moon World!

The results of it?

"Ordinary innate gods rarely practice cultivation. It's not that no innate god has tried the cultivation methods created by acquired beings, but they are basically useless. But Sister Wu Guan is different; even her Dao body can cultivate and become stronger..."

Recalling the scene when Wu Guan made his move, even Feng Xia couldn't help but laugh and cry.

The strength of this physical body is about the same as that of a Great Prophet when the Moon World Divine Power was first formed!

Otherwise, with the Great Prophet's near-divine strength, he would have been able to hold off Wu Guan for a while, instead of being easily killed on the spot like in the previous battle!

The increase in power to the level of a great prophet is not just astonishing; it's downright earth-shattering!

"Thanks to that, I also gained a lot from this sparring session."

Feng Xia smiled slightly.

In today's Xuan Yuan world, there are actually not many objects that can drop enough attribute orbs.

The previous Great Prophet could be considered one, but the battle with the Great Prophet seemed ordinary, but it was actually quite dangerous. If Feng Xia was not careful for even a moment, he could die instantly.

The threads of fate, a devastating blow to heaven and earth!

In such a battle, Feng Xia has no energy to pay attention to the elemental light clusters, nor can he play the long game and catch a big fish. If he makes a careless move, he might become the big fish instead...

That would truly be a case of capsizing in a ditch.

In comparison, the Goddess Wu Guan is stronger than the Great Prophet, drops more attribute orbs, and aside from the pain in many parts of her body, she doesn't have to worry about any life-threatening danger.

"This time, I understand the Divine Realm much better. If nothing unexpected happens, as long as I continue cultivating step by step, I will be able to completely perfect my Divine Palace. In addition, I am also seeing the light at the end of the tunnel for the realms beyond the Divine Palace..."

Feng Xia walked across the land of the Eastern Emperor Continent, lost in thought as he admired the land.

No one noticed that the Great Demon King, who had just brought terror to the Eastern Emperor Continent, was silently walking past them.

Just then, Feng Xia's expression shifted slightly, and he looked into the distance at a very prosperous restaurant.

"Get out! You don't even have a single copper coin and you think you can come in? Our restaurant doesn't welcome beggars like you!"

As soon as the words fell, a frail, elderly figure was kicked out of the restaurant!

……

Chapter 0711

The restaurant was quite prosperous and stood out prominently in this magnificent and vast city.

The battle between Feng Xia and the Great Prophet, though it nearly affected the entire world and caused countless creatures on the Eastern Wilderness Continent to live in fear and unease, ultimately revealed that...

That great demon king never came!

After the battle, Feng Xia cleaned up the battlefield a bit, and then went to the Moonflower Divine Tree. He sparred with Wu Guan for several days and gained a lot, making remarkable progress.

The creatures on the Eastern Emperor Continent gradually returned to their former way of life.

After all, life goes on.

The creatures living in this city were unaware that the great demon king they feared was walking among the crowd, passing by them like an ordinary passerby.

It was as if the earth-shattering battle a few days ago was just an illusion existing in everyone's memory.

There has never been a great demon king.

"This guy seems to be..."

Upon seeing the old man who had been kicked out of the restaurant, Feng Xia's expression faltered slightly, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

The old man was quite frail and hunched over. With a thud, he flew backward several meters, coughing up a mouthful of blood. He struggled for a long time but was unable to get up.

"You can't do anything right, yet you dare to come to our restaurant and eat and drink for free?"

The waiter at the restaurant was extremely rude. He spat at the old man and turned to leave, letting out a merciless sneer: "Pah!"

"me……"

The old man was breathing heavily. He seemed to want to answer, but he could only squeeze out one word before he exhausted all his strength. He collapsed weakly to the ground like a corpse.

The passersby scattered in panic.

On the Eastern Emperor Continent, such things are already commonplace.

"Wake up, fellow Daoist, you're not dead yet, are you?"

Just then, a young man in a blue shirt suddenly walked up and, amidst the strange looks from passersby, poked the old man on the back.

Fellow Daoist...

Many passersby wore strange expressions.

How could such a young man call an old man who looks like he's about to die... Fellow Daoist?

Moreover, he was an old man who was kicked out of the city's biggest restaurant because he didn't have any money to eat and dash!

"He seems like a normal young man, so why are his hobbies so strange?"

"Fellow Daoist? What Dao do they belong to?"

No matter how they looked at it, these two didn't seem like fellow Daoists!

Feng Xia waited for a long time before the old man weakly uttered a single word: "Hungry..."

"彳庍口巴."

Feng Xia casually waved his hand, and instantly, a mysterious power flowed into the old man's body, rapidly healing his injuries and giving him the strength to get up again.

"Hey, hey hey hey?"

Although he was still swaying, the old man's complexion looked much better.

He scrambled to his feet, his face filled with astonishment, staring incredulously at his hands: "I...I'm alright? I was just about to..."

"I have healed your injuries."

Feng Xia smiled at him and pointed to the restaurant next door: "Aren't you hungry? Let me take you to eat first."

The old man nodded blankly, "Huh? Oh, you want something to eat? Okay, okay..."

What the hell is this all about?

Some onlookers were stunned. Feng Xia could heal the old man's injuries in an instant, so he must be a powerful supernatural being. Why was he so "fond" of an old man?

"Judging from the methods this person has displayed, his cultivation level has at least reached the Yuan Dan realm. As for this old bastard who ate and dashed..."

A passerby stared at the old man for a long time, and finally shook his head speechlessly: "Although he has the bloodline of the demon race, his physical body is extremely weak, his cultivation is almost non-existent, and he looks like he is about to die."

No matter how you look at it, this old man who ate and dashed doesn't seem to have anything special about him!

"Perhaps this young man was in a good mood and simply took pity on someone passing by."

They thought to themselves.

At this moment, the waiter from the restaurant hadn't gone far. Hearing this, he turned around and sneered contemptuously, "Do you know where we are? Dushengju! The owner of Dushengju is the 21st young master of the Gong family! Daring to eat and dash at our Dushengju, we're already being lenient by not beating him to death. And you actually dare to dream of bringing him back?"

"Twenty-one years old? These guys are really good at having kids."

Feng Xia shook his head silently.

However, upon closer reflection, it's not entirely incomprehensible.

Since the great war seven hundred years ago, the Eastern Emperor and the Western Regions have been completely separated. The Western Regions, which was once the center of the Xuan Yuan World, has fallen into ruin, while the Eastern Emperor Continent, inheriting the last power of the earth's veins, still maintains a relatively comfortable life.