Spirit Vessel

The ancient stone coffin incited lightning bolts and thunder along with nether gales. This seemed to be an artifact from hell.

The King of Abnormalities felt danger and opened its gigantic eyes, looking like two burning stars.

It immediately pulled back its hand and summoned a stone pillar for defensive purposes. This pillar was made from a fallen meteor.

Characters of this level had an acute sense of awareness. It knew just how dangerous the coffin was and didn’t wish to be reckless.

“Don’t you want the trigram, why are you backing off now?” The floating Feiyun laughed.

There were more than a hundred million cultivators present. Most didn’t know who the king was but given its gigantic figure, they thought that it was a reclusive master.

Of course, a few older ones have heard about the legends of the king - a monster capable of destroying an ancient sect alone.

They wondered why this being was afraid of Feng Feiyun. Could it be that this twenty-year-old had reached a level capable of threatening the great masters?

Could he destroy an ancient sect or clan alone?

Farther away was a special group of cultivators. Among them was a little girl with pink lips and white teeth, looking very cute.

She angrily said: “This pervert got so much stronger! So infuriating! He can actually fight against that old abnormality.”

“Little Princess, don’t say anything crazy. An expert like Feng Feiyun can hear you from ten thousand miles away. Watch it or he’ll catch you again for a spanking.” The second Venerable of Yang laughed.

“You stole the seal of the blood king last time and gave a false order to pursue him, he’ll definitely remember this.” The fourth Venerable added.

The princess was actually afraid. She bit her lips and nervously asked: “Is he really that capable?”

“The King of Abnormality is ranked fifth in the Yang World. The blood king would need his weapon in order to suppress it, thus, this battle is indicative of Feiyun’s abilities.” The second Venerable explained.

“Before coming here, the blood king told us to make amends and play nice with Feng Feiyun, he’s a special character.” The fourth Venerable added.

“Why should we…” She didn’t like this because she thought of him as a wretched pervert.

Our Young Master Feng had left a terrible impression on a future flower of Yang.

“This is the intention of that being deeper in our worlds.” The second Venerable was afraid that the princess would cause more trouble and told the truth.

She looked around eight to nine years of age but in reality, she was far older. It’s just that her kind took longer to grow, hence her appearance. It would be a mistake to view her as a child.

“What? Even the Worldcrosser knows about him?” Her eyes widened in disbelief.

Jin only knew about the Yin and Yang World, or at least a corner of them. As one delved deeper, they would find that the territories were boundless on top of being extremely dangerous. Even the Yang King and the Yin Mother didn’t dare to go too far lest risking death.

Rumor has it that these worlds were connected to a majestic realm but no one had a clear detail.

A certain being used an incredible method to open two mysterious portals to this area. The lands under the jurisdiction of the Yang King and the Yin Mother could only be considered the entrances. This being came to be known as Worldcrosser.

Only the two leaders could contact the being but this was quite rare. The being was usually nowhere to be found.

“But, but he still has Father’s Blood-being Exalted Pot.” The princess wanted to cry on top of biting Feng Feiyun.

“That’s a disaster, not a blessing.” The second Venerable smiled.

***

“Just an evil spirit coffin, you probably can’t even control it!” The king thunderously scowled.

It was right. Feiyun wouldn’t have been able to subdue that evil spirit without all five divine garments.

Suddenly, someone took this opportunity to ambush Feng Feiyun. A massive slash with nether energy on the surface came straight at him.

Feiyun grimaced and used the power of the fire formation. The thirty-six oceans shot out the same number of pillars. They looked like rivers of flame flying outward.

His cultivation was higher than the Solar Sect Master on top of being better at formations. Thus, he could exert this formation to its limit.

“Boom!” The sword slash was pushed backward.

Space was torn asunder by the thirty-six pillars, revealing a massive grave the size of a mountain. To the front was a large tablet with flashing runes. It was turning red, nearly melting from the flames.

It eventually dispelled the flames and cooled back down.

There seemed to be a phoenix shadow in Feiyun’s eyes. He stared at the grave and laughed: “The old ancestor of the Beiming, I see, can’t believe your clan has fallen to this level, resorting to such despicable tactics.”

The ambusher just now was Beiming Qiujian, a fourth-tribulation Ghost King.

Feiyun naturally despised the Beiming since they were the ones who refined the Divine King’s mansion to nothingness. Everyone there, both young and old, died with the exception of him and Long Cangyue. They then trapped and killed Nangong Hongyan next with the same fire formation.

This was unforgivable, hence the need to bury their entire clan to appease his vengeance.

Now, one of them dared to ambush him? Time to settle both the old and new scores.

He activated the formations again and shot out thirty-six beams straight at the Beiming’s camp. Thousands of disciples wailed in horror as they were being incinerated alive.

A furious scowl came from the grave. The giant sword came out again to unleash another slash.

A few elites from the Beiming also came out to form numerous formations in order to trap Feiyun.

These were their clan secret weapons - five elemental formations - fire, water, metal, earth, and wood. When combined, it was enough to chase away Enlightened Beings.

He hated them but they also hated him. They considered him to be the butcher of their clan and have been wanting to kill him for a long time now.

Meanwhile, the King of Abnormalities took advantage of this and wanted to suppress Feng Feiyun. Alas, the stone coffin stopped it.

A tenth-ranked spirit treasure could automatically perform in battle without its master’s control. It was just that it couldn’t exert its maximum power.

The powerful treasure sent the king flying and gave chase.

Feiyun knew how strong it was and that it wouldn’t have any problem dealing with this king. No need to worry.

On the other hand, seeing the fire formation infuriated him. “I will erase your clan today.”

He shot another set of beams towards the grand formations on the other side.

“Whoosh!” At the same time, Beiming Qiujian’s next slash managed to hit Feiyun, pushing the guy below the clouds and destroying the Solar formation.

The survivors of the Beiming were ecstatic. No one should be able to survive their ancestor’s slash.

Alas, their expectation was betrayed.

“Boom!” Feiyun got out of the hole. Not even a single wound could be seen on his jade skin. He laughed and said: “This shell is extraordinary.”

“Obviously, it’s the toughest in this region, no doubt.” The turtle smiled.

“Ahem, just remember to change the name next time…” Feiyun said.

His opponents became frozen and their scalp tingled. How could that slash not leave even a mark on him?

How were they going to kill him now? The being inside the grave also trembled.

Suddenly, strands of ghastly energy condensed into a supreme beauty - Yao Ji. She came close and watched the fight between Godfiend and Supreme.

“Be wary of her.” She said.

Feiyun frowned and wanted to ask why. However, Yao Ji has already left.

She summoned her ghost bottle and said: “Leave this old geezer to me, take care of the five formations yourself.”

The being inside the grave could feel the aura of the bottle. This was a soul-calling artifact, wanting to devour it.

“Yin Mother!” It bellowed in fear.

The grave immediately flew towards the horizon in order to escape.

“I’ve been wanting to catch you for a while now. Don’t run.” Yao Ji was even faster. She soared through the sky while leaving a bright trail.