It was dark and desolate, full of murderous intent.
Outside of the princess' mansion, evil gathered. Experts from the Yin and Yang Worlds surrounded this place. A few powerful auras melted the palaces and tore the ground apart.
A white shadow with a long tail tore off its robe and turned into a dark cloud that shrouded this area. The princess' mansion was dyed in the color of blood.
"Rawr!"
A Void from the Yang World stood on top of an old palace with a blood banner in his hand. He ferociously said: "You think we won't dare to chase you just because you ran to the gathering place of the royal descendants?
You underestimate the power of the Yin and Yang Worlds. Even the royal family will be erased from this world in the near future. "
On top of the pavilion, Mao Wugui climbed out of the pot and looked at the ghosts that constantly floated past the window. His mung bean sized eyes rolled around and he placed the pot on his head and said, "They are coming in menacingly!"
Long Cangyue's chilling aura permeated the bones. Her black and white eyes turned into two red moons. Feng Feiyun grabbed her shoulder and gave her the half-finished soup.
Feng Feiyun opened the dark purple window and stared at the ghosts outside. His brows were as sharp as swords as he asked: "Is there anyone I can talk to?"
His voice was as loud as a bell, suppressing the evil howls outside.
The Yin World's Eighth Venerable, Li Bashan, floated in the air. Black fog covered his feet, corroding the soil on the ground. He sneered, "I am White Skin Ghost King's Eighth Venerable, Li Bashan.
"Oh?
I've never heard of the Eighth Venerable or the White-Skin Ghost King. "Feng Feiyun placed his hands behind his back and gently rubbed the Infinite Spirit Ring on his thumb.
"The White Skin Ghost King is an old ghost that has gone through four lightning tribulations. His cultivation is very powerful. I heard that he was killed by the Mother of the Yin World in the Yin World's Yellow Spring Mountain three thousand years ago. I didn't expect him to still be alive." Mao Wugui was like a living fossil. He knew a little about the secrets of the Yin and Yang Realms.
Long Cangyue said: "It was the one that killed Maitreya."
The Void being, whose body resembled a pair of yin and yang fishes, pointed at the blood banner and said, "I am a subordinate of the Yang World's First Venerable, Ji Rou."
Feng Feiyun stared at the Woolly Turtle with the wok on its head.
The Woolly Turtle thought for a moment and said, "There are three major races in the Yang Realm. The largest race is naturally the Anomalies, followed by the Void and the Formless.
This Ji Shen is one of the most powerful beings in the Void. He can absorb the Yin Yang Qi of the world and convert it into his own power. "
Feng Feiyun spread his hands and raised his voice, "Still haven't heard of it."
"Why are you wasting your breath on this kid?
Seize King Yama's left eye and end the battle quickly. "
A Corpse Evil Venerable from the Yin World angrily roared and opened its withered mouth to spit out a black divine chain that stretched for thirty miles. It completely wrapped around Feng Feiyun's pavilion, wanting to crush it to pieces.
Feng Feiyun flicked his finger. A scorching flame landed on the divine chain and burned it red. A tongue of flame flew along the chain towards the Corpse Evil Venerable from the Yin World and instantly ignited it. It turned into a red lantern that rolled around on the ground while howling.
Eventually, it was burned to ashes.
"Whoosh …"
A group of ghostly shadows rushed forward at the same time. They were all powerful specters with more than ten blue ghostly flames.
However, before they could get close to the pavilion, they were refined by Feng Feiyun's Minor Change Art and turned into smoke.
"He is also a Treasure Seeking Master." A Yin World venerable said.
Feng Feiyun smiled in response: "That's right, I am a Treasure Seeking Master. My treasure-seeking arts can suppress the heretics. I will kill as many people from the Yin and Yang Worlds as they come."
"Such a big tone!"
A gigantic claw slammed down from the sky. It was full of sharp teeth with a murderous glint.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun unleashed a palm seal that turned into the shape of a giant palm. It directly tore the claw apart in the sky. Blood rained down along with pieces of flesh with evil energy.
"Since you're here, don't leave!"
Feng Feiyun summoned his Heaven-raising Rod and activated its spirit treasure's power. It turned into a gigantic black mountain. A smooth spirit energy shot out and directly knocked back the six Void Existences flying in the sky.
"Boom!"
Another spirit energy ray flew out and pierced through the two howling corpses at the same time.
"Pluff!
Pluff! "
…
Experts from the Yin and Yang Worlds fell down in droves. Even Venerables comparable to Giants couldn't handle one attack from the rod. They turned into ashes in an instant. This was a one-sided massacre.
Feng Feiyun was a Historical Giant at the ninth level of Heaven's Mandate, also known as a Supreme Giant. In fact, he was stronger than other Historical Giants.
He could easily take on three or four Historical Giants at the same time. Ordinary Giants could be killed with a wave of his hand!
Unless an Enlightened Being came out, no one could stop him.
How many Enlightened Beings did a dynasty have?
The heretics from the Yin and Yang Worlds were terrified. The aura of the spirit treasure in the sky was like a punishment from the gods. Every flash of light would cause someone to fall. Some would be turned into a bloody mist while others would be crushed into meat paste …
At this moment, they no longer looked at the smiling man in the pavilion with disdain, only fear.
A fiend wearing a green robe wanted to run but Feng Feiyun easily captured it with a ghost bottle. It didn't even cause a ripple.
"I told you, all of you should stay since you're already here. Do you think you can escape?"
Feng Feiyun casually threw out forty spirit stones. Each was the size of a fist and sparkled like forty stars. They landed in forty different directions in the mansion.
After the Spirit Stone fell to the ground, a pillar of light rushed out and turned into a trapping formation. Any Three Evils of the Yin World and Three Strange of the Yang World that wanted to escape would immediately turn into ashes the moment they touched the formation.
A fiend from the Yin World stared at the bottle in Feng Feiyun's hand with fear in its eyes: "That's the Heavenly Ghost Bottle, the Yin Mother, the Yin Mother …"
Feng Feiyun smiled in response: "That's right, the Heavenly Ghost Bottle."
The bottle flew out of Feng Feiyun's hand and floated in the sky. An incomparable devouring power erupted from inside. Countless fiends, corpses, gods, abnormalities, void, and formless were sucked inside. They let out heart-wrenching curses and wails inside the bottle.
In just one sweep, hundreds of powerful cultivators from the Yin and Yang Realms had been absorbed by the ghost bottle. There were only a few Venerable Realm cultivators left in the princess' residence, less than twenty of them.
They had some ancient treasures to protect them from the bottle's power, but they were still drenched in cold sweat.
Of course, this was also because Feng Feiyun launched a large-scale attack. If he only targeted a single fiend, none of them would be able to escape.
Moreover, Feng Feiyun didn't refine the bottle so he couldn't unleash its true power.
Feng Feiyun shook the bottle in his hand and smiled: "Quite useful, worthy of being a supreme treasure of the Yin World."
Yama's sinister laughter came from the bottle: "Such delicious food!
Thank you! "
Next, the bottle shook violently. The sound of flesh being chewed and even more horrifying screams came from inside.
Yama's bone-chilling laughter could also be heard.
"It still hasn't been refined yet!" Feng Feiyun's expression became gloomy.
The turtle's eyes were full of brilliance as it stared at the ghost bottle in Feiyun's hand. Drool continuously dripped from the corner of its mouth onto the table.
The Venerables of the Yin World were frightened by the bottle. Even the super experts like Li Bashan and Ji Shen were frightened and looked around. They weren't afraid of Feng Feiyun but the owner of the bottle.
The Yin World Mother had accumulated power for countless years. Even their masters, the White Skin Ghost King and the number one Venerable of the Yang World, were afraid of her. If she was nearby, they would definitely die.
Feng Feiyun could see what they were afraid of and smiled: "Don't be afraid, the Yin World Mother isn't here. You guys can make your move."
"Hmph!
Everyone, don't be afraid of him. As long as he doesn't have the chance to take out the bottle again, we will definitely be able to kill him. "
Ji Shen was the first to attack. He waved the blood banner in his hand and a blood-colored light flew out like a blood-colored river.
Ji Shen's cultivation was extremely powerful. He had cultivated for countless years. The blood banner in his hand was comparable to a third-grade spirit tool.
Feng Feiyun used the power of the Heaven Raising Rod and a killing light from the spirit tool shot out, directly shattering the blood-colored light.
Then, two red phoenixes flew out from Feng Feiyun's eyes. They were covered in flames and ignited the blood banner in Ji Shen's hand.
The two phoenixes flew around Ji Shen and wanted to refine him.
However, Ji Shen was a Void Being. He had a form but no body, so he easily escaped. He blew out a breath of yin energy to extinguish the flames on the blood banner. Then, he attacked Feng Feiyun again.
At this moment, a familiar aura rose in another direction.
"Red Luan Fiery Garment."
The eighth Sovereign of the Underworld, Li Bashan, suddenly burst into flames. He turned into a man of fire and his power rose. He was like a blazing sun that wanted to incinerate everything in the world.
Feng Feiyun touched his chin and said: "So you're the one who tried to assassinate Long Luofu for the Fiery Garment. No wonder why I couldn't find you all these years, you're the Specter Venerable of the Yin World."
On the day of her coronation, the Beiming hired a mysterious assassin to ambush outside of the Highest Shrine. The assassin used a spear to nail Luofu to a pillar.
This had always been an unsolved case. Even Long Luofu couldn't find the culprit, but now, this mysterious assassin came out on his own.
"That's right, I even dare to assassinate the Jin Emperor, not to mention a nobody like you."
Li Bashan held a spear with flames all over his body. A red phoenix flew around his body, giving him a monstrous power.