46 God of Earth (2/2)

Feng Hui would have a harder time facing enemies at his realm, however. Fortunately, his foundation was unparalleled: no one could defeat him within the same realm. Regarding this, he was even confident in ending the life of the half-step Immortal Tian Changming, but it would be extremely difficult.

Seconds passed. Feng Hui serenely watched the eyes of the cultivators turn lifeless. The first to collapse in a pool of tears was Lan Ping.

”Stop… who am I?” Lan Ping sniveled on the concrete while crawling around like a baby. Following the dead inquiry, his soul was ruthlessly wiped out.

Similar scenes were occurring with the rest of the cultivators. Feng Hui continued observing while sitting on his throne.

Soon, Feng Hui stood up while clearing every leftover trace of the dead cultivators from the world. With a satisfied look, he thought, ”Mom, this is only the beginning.”

Closing his eyes, Feng Hui perceived the shocked looks of countless survivors. Nearby, Bao Jing was looking at him with amazement; the little brat was admiring him a bit too much.

While Feng Hui was about to wipe out all of the remaining monsters, the little Bao Jing suddenly joyfully ran up to him.

”That was amazing, Master!” Bao Jing laughed while running toward her amazing master; her cute eyes were twinkling in excitement.

”Who's the master of this brat?” Feng Hui thought while looking at the little body tightly attached to his right knee. In the Eastern World, he had not taken a single disciple. As the leading master of the world's laws, countless genius cultivators would beg him to be their teacher.

Rolling his eyes, Feng Hui stated, ”Get off, brat. I'm not your master.”

”You are! Master made me a cultivator!” Giggling, Bao Jing retorted while not letting go.

Speechless, Feng Hui understood the little girl's thought process. Since he had saved Bao Jing by imparting her a cultivation technique, she was now straightforwardly acknowledging him as her master.

”Whatever.” Seeing Bao Jing's fervent worshipping, Feng Hui forced a smile. Sighing, he stated, ”I won't help. So what master am I?”

”I don't care! Master is master. I won't ever have another master.” Suddenly, Bao Jing paused. Thinking for a little bit, she cutely smiled, ”I don't need master's help! I will become strong on my own, then I will become master's trusted assistant.”

”For that to happen, your strength has to be greater than mine. That's not possible.” Feng Hui's voice was stern, but his handsome face showed some amusement with this little brat.

”Just wait and see then!” With an extremely cute smirk, Bao Jing giggled. One day, she would prove her master wrong!

”Don't count on it. If that impossible day ever comes, we can exchange names.” Creating a phenomenal light, Feng Hui lifted his hand high up into the air.

”Boom!” This magnificent bright light began enveloping the entire stronghold to form a spherical shape. Very soon, this light began locking onto every monster residing inside the dome. Their monstrous bodies swiftly began fading away along with the light.

Beneath his exquisite mask, a drop of sweat formed. To annihilate the souls of thousands of intelligent monsters at once was a tiring matter. Feng Hui brightly smiled, however. This would be the start of reclaiming his homeworld.

For the thousand survivors of the stronghold, this tall magnificent silver-cloaked man would forever be imprinted in their hearts. This was the masked savior of their home. Alone, this man would carry Earth back to a bright future!

This was the start of a new era. In the distant future, the survivors would unanimously crown this unknown silver-cloaked man as the God of Earth.