Leaving

Han Tian's body was torn into pieces, blood spraying in every direction. Lei Chong flew toward one of the fragments and snatched the Divine Illumination Lamp from its hand.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless figures shot forward, crossing the Flame Fish encirclement and flying toward Han Tian's remains.

The piece containing his waist and abdomen drew the most pursuers.

Han Tian's Qiankun bag was there, with a piece of Kunpeng rune bone beside it.

"You scoundrels, how dare you!" Grief-stricken shouts rang out.

They came from the Flame Fish Clan's cultivators. When Lei Chong had killed Han Tian just now, they had all been stunned, their minds going blank for a moment.

By the time they came to their senses, they discovered that Han Tian's body was being snatched away.

There were many treasures on his body: not only the Kunpeng rune bone, but also the Flame Fish Clan's war spear and the bronze Divine Illumination Lamp.

More than a hundred thousand Flame Fish cultivators flew into a rage, vowing to recover Han Tian's belongings.

After Han Tian was killed, the Flame Fish had become a tray of loose sand. Only when a middle-aged fish spoke did they gradually settle down.

Whoosh!

Several flashes of light came at Lei Chong, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.

Unable to seize Han Tian's remains, some people chose to attack Lei Chong instead.

Whoosh!

Lei Chong remained unhurried. He raised the Divine Illumination Lamp in his hand and gently blew a breath at the endless runes.

A mass of runes poured from the Divine Illumination Lamp's wick, turning into terrifying flames.

"Ah!" Screams rang out as swathes of cultivators were reduced to charcoal.

Holding the divine lamp, Lei Chong nodded in satisfaction. As expected of something the Kunpeng had used, the divine power it contained was astonishing.

The Flame Fish who had been about to attack were instantly frightened out of their wits.

Under Lei Chong's gaze, the Flame Fish quickly retreated.

Meanwhile, the Flame Fish had recovered most of Han Tian's remains and dispatched most of their clansmen to escort the rune bone.

Only after doing all this did the Flame Fish surround him again.

"Hand over the Divine Illumination Lamp. It belongs to our clan," a middle-aged fish from the Flame Fish Clan shouted, though he made no further attempt to seize it.

Lei Chong's expression darkened. Even now, these Flame Fish were still unafraid of death and actually wanted to snatch the Divine Illumination Lamp.

So he raised the Divine Illumination Lamp and blew a breath at them.

Whoosh!

Raging flames soared into the sky, engulfing the Flame Fish in an instant.

Black smoke rose amid the stench of burning flesh as Flame Fish fell in droves. Under the Divine Illumination Lamp's terrifying might, they could not even scream.

Only the middle-aged fish leading them was still resisting with all his might.

Half his body was charred black. Clearly, he could not hold out much longer.

Pfft!

Lei Chong struck like a bolt of lightning, splitting the charred middle-aged fish in two.

The charred half fell to the ground, while Lei Chong put away the undamaged half.

Lei Chong killed the middle-aged fish in an instant, and the Flame Fish completely fell apart. Some of their leaders failed to escape in time, and he robbed every one of them.

"Run!" The remaining Flame Fish scattered in a panic.

Even those watching in secret scattered whenever Lei Chong's gaze swept over them, terrified that he would rob them.

Lei Chong withdrew from the center of the battlefield and retreated toward the hall's exit amid the crowd.

The struggle for the rune bone grew ever more brutal, with cultivators falling in droves. Hoping to increase their strength, some turned their attention to the Divine Illumination Lamp again.

Lei Chong was not afraid in the least and eagerly robbed several more clans by force.

By the time the fighting ended, some clans would tremble at the sight of him. It was truly too miserable-he practically wanted to scrape off even their fish scales.

The greed of intelligent beings was sometimes truly incomprehensible. After those clans quieted down, some venerables began dealing with him.

They still wanted the Divine Illumination Lamp to serve as a bargaining chip in their hands.

Lei Chong was delighted and had intended to make a big show of it, only to discover that they were all spirit bodies carrying nothing good. This left him deeply depressed.

The battle lasted more than ten days. Mountains of corpses and seas of blood filled the great hall, a sight too dreadful to behold.

The hall had been split apart by the fighting. Ninety percent of the cultivators who had fought for the rune bones died in the battle, including many heaven's chosen from the various clans.

Even Mo Shang, a descendant of the Sea God, powerful as he was, abandoned one of the rune bones after being besieged by countless cultivators, then took the opportunity to escape.

The other five rune bones all fell into the hands of major powers.

The great battle for the rune bones thus came to an end, and the surviving cultivators withdrew from the Kunpeng Nest.

Having left the Kunpeng Nest safely, Lei Chong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Heavenly Desolation, I'm leaving now. I'll certainly do my utmost to fulfill what I promised you," Lei Chong whispered toward the Kunpeng Nest.

Buzz!

A faint fluctuation came from it, as though answering Lei Chong.

Lei Chong nodded slightly, then turned and flew out over the North Sea.

Seeing Lei Chong leave, those who remained let out long sighs of relief.

Some still wore lingering fear on their faces, unable to forget the earlier slaughter.

"Who exactly is this boy? How could his strength be so terrifying? Though I am a venerable, I was nowhere near his equal in the Spirit Transformation Realm," an old man with an imposing presence said, shaking his head.

"To possess such strength at his age, I wonder which great sect raised him?" someone else said, eyes burning.

"He always fought alone, so he probably wasn't raised by a great sect. Perhaps he's a venerable reborn through nirvana," another speculated.

When these speculations were voiced, everyone present changed countenance.

If these guesses were true, then the matter would be intriguing indeed.

The people present exchanged glances, then left one after another.

After emerging from the great hall of the Kunpeng Nest, Lei Chong was completely dumbfounded.

The vast sea stretched all around him, and there was no way to tell which direction was which.

Moreover, he had been inside the Kunpeng Nest the whole time and knew nothing of the routes or conditions outside, so he could not find his bearings on his own.

He had intended to ask the other cultivators, but he had killed so ruthlessly that day that they fled in terror as soon as they saw him approach.

With no other choice, he transformed into lightning and swiftly caught up with some members of the sea clans. After questioning them, he finally learned the way.

Once he had a definite direction, everything became much easier.

During the fighting in the Kunpeng Nest, he had robbed several races of everything they had and killed quite a few of their leaders, obtaining many Qiankun bags.

One of those Qiankun bags contained a power boat.

This kind of boat was very unusual. It could absorb energy on its own, convert it into power, and travel to its destination by itself.

Of course, if someone operated the boat and supplied it with a certain amount of energy, it would travel faster.

On the vast and magnificent North Sea, a large boat sailed leisurely along.

Lei Chong sat cross-legged on the giant boat and began inscribing array patterns inside his body.

The array patterns he was inscribing now were all made from his own runes. Once he found an array in the future, he could simply replace them with other array patterns.

He had obtained the large boat three days ago, and it had long since left the area around the Kunpeng Nest.

Without the Kunpeng Nest's suppression, his strength had returned in full.

On the deck of the large boat, Lei Chong took out a Flame Fish corpse. Though only half remained, it was still the size of a small mountain.

This was the last of his spoils; he had already checked everything else.

His gains were considerable: hundreds of kinds of artifact-refining materials. However, they were all basic materials and could only be used to refine low-grade magical artifacts.

He had obtained dozens of spiritual herbs as well, most of them from the sea clans.

Pfft!

The runes in Lei Chong's palm formed a blade, which slashed at a spot on the Flame Fish.

Immediately afterward, a blue light flashed, and a fish-skin bag flew toward Lei Chong, who grasped it tightly in his hand.

This was Han Tian's Qiankun bag, and now it had fallen into Lei Chong's hands.