The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

The cruel aura that it had harbored was evaporated into nothingness, leaving only the purest Yin Qi, which was swallowed by the tree like a whale absorbing water.

Coo coo~

Coo coo~

The familiar sound of a pigeon echoed as fiery birds took flight from Feng Qing’an’s chest, one after another. They then expanded in the wind, spreading their wings over thirty feet wide. Wherever their flame feathers scratched, even the fiercest of Ghost Creatures melted away just like ice under a scorching summer sun.

This was a massacre, a massacre of Ghost Creatures. Even the immense Ghost Creatures that were tens of feet tall, or the enormous meat mountains formed by dozens, sometimes hundreds of Ghost Creatures devouring each other turned to ashes before these sun birds, as if they were made of paper.

This was a suppression based on the nature of their power. A chasm-like gap in the quality of these powers was the cause of this overpowering. The sunflower that could assist the Ghost King in transforming from Yin to Yang, had an unusual origin.

If it were as Feng Qing’an had discerned, and this sun tree was a grace left behind by a supreme deity of the netherworld, then it made perfect sense that this power was restraint for the Ghost Creatures.

Woosh~

A gust of both cold and hot winds swept by, stirring the hundreds of jade-like leaves on the sun tree that Feng Qing’an had transplanted, making a clear and pleasing sound of golden jade colliding.

The space around Feng Qing’an and above his head had cleared significantly. However, the remaining Ghost Creatures, in disregard of life and death, and despite the terror of the sun tree, rushed towards Feng Qing’an, utterly desperate.

Boom——

As Feng Qing’an was watching the reaction of these creatures in the face of him, a terrifying ghost claw suddenly extended in from outside the Cave Sky. The formidable arm, over thirty feet long, tore through any Ghost Creatures that tried to block its path—reducing them to shreds.

A Ghost King!

The Ghost King outside the Cave Sky!

This layer was not entirely closed and isolated. Under Feng Qing’an’s control, it had a connection point with You Huang Ghost Country. The frenzied Ghost Creatures in You Huang Ghost Country would be sent to this layer.

Even when Feng Qing’an descended to this layer, the connection remained unsealed. Meaning that those in You Huang Ghost Country, who were close enough to the connection point, could not only sense the disturbance just now, but also catch the energy he emitted.

To handle the frenzied Ghost Creatures, You Huang specifically assigned two Ghost Kings. At this moment, Feng Qing’an looked at that ghost claw extending from outside, and the familiar energy made him immediately sure that it was one of the two Ghost Kings assigned by You Huang.

However, this Ghost King that You Huang trusted with the mission was clearly greatly agitated. Not only did one ghost claw reach out, but an ugly, terrifying skull followed suit.

“Back off!”

Feng Qing’an cast his gaze and chastised.

The Ghost King, who had seen Feng Qing’an and knew his origin and identity, stared at him with blood-red eyes.

“Prince, Your Highness?!”

“Get lost!”

Feng Qing’an took flight from the ground, wrapped in thunder and howling winds. A terrifying energy erupted from him, resonating throughout the Cave Sky layer, with boundless power bestowed upon him.

“Master, shall we crush this bug?”

The voice of the spirit of the Cave Sky rang in Feng Qing’an’s ears. A mere Ghost King, or even a Ghost Immortal that dared to intrude the Cave Sky without permission can be obliterated easily.

“No need.”

Feng Qing’an rejected the words of the Cave Sky spirit, he was observing the reaction of this ghost king. Because this ghost king was different from the others, especially those ghost creatures that had long lost their sanity and plunged into chaos, it still possessed a complete mind, and even recognized his identity.

Therefore, Feng Qing’an wanted to see what kind of choice this rational ghost king would make when confronted with him undisguised, and when feeling the temptation of the supreme body?

“Hee hee hee, Your Highness, I finally understand why the monarch chose a mortal from the world of the living. So this is the secret of the monarch’s ascension.”

Under the gaze of Feng Qing’an, the ghost king, half of whose body had already squeezed through the passage he’d left, looked up at his figure, emitting a dry and hoarse voice that could not hide his joy.

“You Huang is right behind you. With one call from me, you will be crushed to ashes in the next breath. What makes you so bold and confident that you dare covet me?”

“Hee hee!”

Hearing Feng Qing’an’s puzzled and perplexed voice, the ghost king, whose half body had already squeezed through, laughed madly,

“Your Highness, in the vast and boundless underworld, the monarch you rely on is just a mere Ghost Immortal who has not yet passed the heavenly tribulation. The true ghost lord I serve is a Ten Tribulations Ghost Immortal. Killing your queen is as simple and easy for him as your monarch killing me!”

“I didn’t expect you to have other origins.”

Feng Qing’an’s face was expressionless, and his heart was not too surprised, because the spirit of the Cave Sky had already explained to him what a Ten Tribulations Ghost Immortal was all about.

The cultivation of ghost creatures goes from being ethereal to real, from Yin to Yang.

From ethereal to real, the pinnacle is the most powerful ghost king, and from Yin to Yang, is the path that You Huang is currently walking. Although other Ghost Immortals are not comparable, they are not far behind after reaching this step, and their methods of ascension are extremely similar.

Crossing the heavenly tribulation!

Utilizing the most masculine and rigid power from the heavenly tribulation, inch by inch, they refine their original Yin Qi into Yang Qi.

For Ghost Immortals, the more times they cross the heavenly tribulation, the stronger their strength becomes. Because the heavenly tribulation is still a gamble for Ghost Immortals. No matter how powerful they are, they may vanish in smoke in the next heavenly tribulation.

Ten Tribulations Ghost Immortal!

This means that after ascending, that ghost immortal has crossed the heavenly tribulation ten times without falling. Naturally, this kind of strength doesn’t need further explanation. Normally, Ghost Immortals like You Huang who have just crossed the heavenly tribulation are simply not their match.

However, the spirit of the Cave Sky assured Feng Qing’an that as long as he stayed within the Cave Sky’s range, even if that Ten Tribulations Ghost Immortal dared to make a move, it would still be able to suppress him. Let alone a mere Ten Tribulations Ghost Immortal, even if it had crossed a hundred tribulations, it wouldn’t dare cause trouble here.

Of course, Feng Qing’an thought that the latter sentence was purely boastful. If there really was a Ghost Immortal who had survived hundred tribulations, unless this Cave Sky was intact, Feng Qing’an thought that it would be shattered.

He had seen the power of the heavenly tribulation after all. If the strength of the heavenly tribulation kept increasing with the strength of the one crossing it, and if the one crossing it survived a hundred times in a row, who knows what kind of terrifying existence that would be.

“Your queen is too young, including my master, there are many big shots who are very interested in your queen. There are quite a few guys like me who have mixed under your wife’s command with special intentions, and I’m just one of them.”

“You’re very confident?”

Feng Qing’an looked down at the ghost king who had completely squeezed into the Cave Sky. A strong Yin Qi emanated from this ghost king, even those stacked ghost waves were pushed back under the pressure of its momentum.

“You’re confident that you can capture me here, so you dared to boldly reveal your origins!”

“Your Highness is indeed insightful. But before I capture you, would you be kind enough to let me taste you? Your flesh and blood really make me salivate.”

The burly ghost king, whose ghost body was nearly a hundred feet tall and seemed to be made of black iron, stared greedily at Feng Qing’an.

“The monarch must have ascended in such a short time because of you. If I swallow you alive, will I be able to do the same?”