The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 290: Black Mountain Demon King, Demonic Chaos

"Isn't that enough?"

Wisps of gray-black haze surged into his body. Feng Qing'an looked at the many stunning ghosts in front of him with satisfaction. Their eyes were bright and their faces were respectful.

Netherworld
When this vision unfolds, not only will a realm similar to the underworld be formed with him as the center, but all the ghosts and spirits within this vision, as long as they are not as strong as him, will be forcibly refined by him. As long as he thinks about it, they will become his vassals and submit to him.

These stunning ghosts raised by the young sect master have become tools for Feng Qing'an to test and grasp the pulse of immortals. The result naturally makes Feng Qing'an very satisfied. He hardly encounters any resistance, and these ghosts become his possessions.

"By the way, the effect of this vision of mine is somewhat similar to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"

Feng Qingan, who had easily conquered nearly a hundred ghosts, couldn't help but have this thought in his mind. What he had was not just like the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but actually billions of Soul Banners.

However, the difference is that the supernatural powers that can evolve from his visions cannot be simply encompassed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which is only part of its effect.

The pulse of immortal grade is not so simple. As Feng Qing'an's realm improves, more mysterious things will be revealed. However, this is a matter for later, so there is no rush now.

"Xiaojun Yan, I know you are angry. Now I will give you a chance to vent your anger. Do you want it?"

After subduing all the ghosts and gorgeous zombies in this cave, Feng Qing'an looked at the little black cat on his shoulder, who was caught by him and not allowed to run around. The cat was now full of patience.

meow~
The Demonic White Tiger, which had been patient for a long time, raised its head. Its shining golden eyes were filled with desire and the tyranny that had been suppressed for a long time, and it was in urgent need of venting it.

Just now it wanted to swallow two ghosts to satisfy its craving, but it was stopped and not allowed. It finally got out, but it was not allowed to do this or touch that. Even its movements were restricted. What's the difference between this and staying in that dilapidated palace?
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. What you need to do now is to implant your existence into the memories of all the cultivators in this sect."

meow~
The little black cat, who was originally full of expectations, suddenly lowered his head and continued to lick his paws as if nothing had happened, and was no longer anxious.

Is it stupid? When it came in, it saw how many people there were in this sect. A casual glance showed that there were tens of thousands of them, maybe even more.

Although I don't know why this cultivation sect wants to recruit so many disciples, but, allowing it to disrupt the souls and memories of so many people at the same time, does it think it is a formless demon?

It's just a little kitten that has mastered the power of the devil by chance. If you want to tire it to death, you can just say it directly. Why beat around the bush and torture it like this?

"Those numerous outer disciples, no matter what they do, they are just consumables."

Feng Qing'an's expression was very cold. Although he looked down upon a sect with only three human immortals in charge, such a force was already a colossus, whether in the human world or in the underworld.

However, such sects still recruit a large number of disciples with cultivation qualifications every year, keeping the number of outer disciples stable at 100,000.

And its purpose is naturally obvious. The strict sect rules do not apply to outer sects. Only those who have passed the screening and stood out from the life-and-death fights of intrigue and robbery can become true members of the Yinhun Sect.

As for those who lose in the competition, their flesh, blood, and souls will become the nourishment for maintaining the Yinhun Sect's dominant position in the area of ​​thousands of miles.

"Your target is the sect elders and the true disciples, all those who know my identity. If you have the ability, you may try to make those three human immortals possessed by demons."

meow~
A cat's meow filled with sorrow was heard.

Seduce a human immortal into becoming a demon? You think too highly of me. Do you want to take a look at my current state?
"Don't be scared. If you are in danger, I will definitely save you. Just go for it."

Feng Qingan fooled the little black cat. Even if he was an immortal, the Heavenly Demon must be treated with caution. The legendary formless Heavenly Demon, even if he was a Buddha, must be dealt with with all his strength.

meow~
I'll try my best!
The little black cat's gaze became firm. No matter what, the first thing it had to do now was to gain freedom. As long as the shackles on its body could be loosened, it would not take long for it to return to its original state.

Once it regains its original power, no matter what methods these hateful humans use on it, it will be able to tear it apart with absolute strength.

One force can defeat ten skills. No matter how you change, you cannot defeat infinite magical powers.

"Go ahead and don't let me down."

The demon white tiger that his elder brother had been keeping by his side and never letting it out of his sight was thrown out by Feng Qingan. Before throwing it out, he did not forget to give some instructions.
"You can eat ghosts, but you are not allowed to eat humans."

Jun Yan, who was rolled into a ball by Feng Qing'an and thrown out like a fur ball, rolled on the ground. Just as he was baring his teeth and preparing to vent his dissatisfaction, he heard this warning and immediately curled his lips in disdain.

Taking off your pants to fart is a waste of time.

It just doesn't believe that the human race can't see that in the environment here, any living being with spiritual intelligence will be infected after death, and eventually turn into something like a wronged spirit or an evil ghost.

You are not allowed to eat people, but you can eat ghosts. In this place, there is no essential difference between the two. It's just a matter of waiting a little longer. To put it bluntly, you just kill the person, wait for the soul to float out and turn into a ghost, and then eat it.

waste time!

But there is no way, the cat is under the eaves and has to bow its head. Now it is not as skilled as the man, so it can only let the other party manipulate it and do whatever the other party says.

“This is too easy.”

Feng Qing'an, who had successfully established himself in the Yinhun Sect, could not help but ponder whether his plan was too smooth, or whether it was because someone was playing tricks on him behind the scenes?

But it doesn't seem right when you think about it. The most important reason why he can achieve what he has now is the power of the devil. How many people in this world can predict the existence of the devil?
The Heavenly Demon is invisible and formless. Sometimes, when a cultivator is infected by the Heavenly Demon, even his fellow cultivators who are nearby cannot tell what is going on. They may not even know that the person next to them has been possessed by the Demon and that his or her core has been replaced.

This is the terrifying thing about the devil!
"This clever little ghost!"

Feng Qing'an focused his attention on Jun Yan, watching this guy use the various characteristics of the Heavenly Demon that can extremely restrain cultivators to select his prey, and then take action to hunt.

This little thing killed nearly half of the monks he met after he went out - well, they were all outer disciples, the kind that no one would care about even if they were completely dead. This guy is not stupid.

Moreover, he followed Feng Qing'an's instructions and did not swallow people directly, but quietly waited for the souls of these people to float out. In the surrounding yin environment, under the urging of resentment and evil spirits, they turned into wronged ghosts and evil spirits. At this time, this guy was not polite, opened his bloody mouth and swallowed these ghosts one by one. Feng Qing'an watched all this quietly and did not say anything, because now the little cat he raised was eating ghosts, not people.

As for the outer disciples of the Yinhun Sect whom it slaughtered, he didn't feel the slightest bit. Among the cultivators in this sect, there were no good people in the eyes of ordinary people. If he killed them all, there might be some innocent people, but if he killed every other one, there would inevitably be a lot of omissions.

"Be more restrained and don't go too far. Once you're full, go and do the work I told you to do."

The little kitten, who had swallowed several newly born ghosts with a look of satisfaction, was stunned when he heard the words echoing in his heart, and then his soft black hair exploded again.

"Don't get so jumpy about nothing. You're my cat now. Don't embarrass me in public like this. Show some self-possession."

meow~
Jun Yan, who thought he had gained some freedom, suddenly became dejected. The joy he had just felt from tasting the delicious food suddenly disappeared, and his mood became extremely depressed.

"If you don't want to do anything, then come back and I'll do it myself."

meow~
The little cat, which originally had a decadent look on its face, suddenly turned into a ray of mysterious light, rushed into the sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared among the mountains.

"Ah!"

Feng Qing'an chuckled. He knew exactly what this little guy was thinking. All the thoughts in this little guy's mind were transparent to him.

oooo~
Just as Feng Qing was quietly thinking about how to destroy the Yinhun Sect and make this sect become history, a long wolf howl sounded in his consciousness.

Along with the sounds of wolf howls, there were also sounds of thunder booming in his consciousness. Although the thunder seemed to come from a very far distance, it still made people feel nervous and uneasy, as if a disaster was about to happen.

"Montenegro!"

At this moment, Feng Qing'an focused all his attention on Heishan, and when he gained the vision of the first beastmaster, Feng Qing'an saw the rolling calamity clouds surging in the sky, and the purple lightning flashing in the clouds.

"Why didn't you tell me about the Heavenly Tribulation?"

Feng Qing'an felt Heishan's current state and couldn't help but frown. Although because he was blessed with the characteristics of Kun God, his demonic power was extremely abundant, and even increased steadily due to the breaking of the realm barrier.

But at this moment, the body of Black Mountain, which was as strong and towering as a mountain, was covered with scars. In some places, broken bones could be seen, and even the internal organs were slightly wriggling - it had just experienced an extremely tragic battle.

As for his opponent, it was a demon king who was attracted by the soul-blood jade he carried with him. At this moment, the demon king was lying dead at his feet. His ugly and hideous body, which exuded a foul and evil aura, had been torn to pieces by Black Mountain.

It was a golden toad, originally a fairy species, but unfortunately it had been contaminated by the evil spirit of the demon and turned into a ferocious beast of disaster. Now it was extremely aggrieved to be killed by a phantom wolf that had gained a foothold in the realm of a great demon.

This was not the first demon king that Heishan had killed. He had previously attracted a half-crippled demon king. After an extremely difficult battle, he finally bit off the opponent's head and won the victory.

The reason why they were able to achieve two great victories was that Heishan's strong willpower to face the demon king without fear and his courage to fight to the death played a very important role.

However, the main reason why Black Mountain was able to fight with the Demon King even though he was one level lower than the Demon King was the physical characteristics given to him by Feng Qing'an.

Kunshen, Yuanling

Thanks to these two physical characteristics, Heishan does not need to worry about the consumption of his magic power, and can use all kinds of powerful magic skills without any scruples.

At this moment, even though Heishan had killed a demon king, its demonic power was still at its peak, as if it had not been consumed. However, the miserable condition of its body told of the brutal battle it had just experienced.

oooo~
I can’t hold it in any longer!

Heishan whimpered, his voice filled with helplessness, it didn't want to break through at this moment, but its battle with the Demon King released a stream of energy and spirit, which unconsciously broke through the barrier of the realm, causing its demonic power to combine with its blood and energy, and was about to turn into a demon pill, which brought about a heavenly calamity.

“…Prepare to survive the catastrophe!”

Feng Qingan waved his hands with a bit of tiredness, but there was not much worry in his expression. Black Mountain's condition seemed miserable, but it was now at the peak of its life.

With the help of his physical characteristics, there will be no problem for him to survive the heavenly tribulation. This is the human world, not the underworld.

"I'll give you another helping hand!"

Physical characteristics: Conquering the gods

Strong winds arose from the void, and thunder fell from the sky. Wind and thunder entangled the giant wolf, whose body was surrounded by blue soul fire, causing its momentum to rise steadily. The strong aura even caused the calamity clouds above its head to begin to change, transforming into a slowly rotating vortex of air.

Crackling!

Lightning flashed with purple hues in the swirling clouds, and along with a bright lightning that illuminated an area of ​​a hundred miles, a lightning pillar as thick as a bucket struck down, and the heavenly calamity of the Black Mountain Demon King officially began.

"That's it?"

Feng Qing'an, who had witnessed the horror of the heavenly tribulation that Dong Huang had endured, did not show any worry even though he saw that the Black Mountain had been submerged by the waterfall of thunder that fell from the tribulation clouds, and his soft hair had been singed by the heavenly thunder and mixed with his flesh and blood, turning into charcoal.

Because he could clearly feel that Heishan's aura not only did not weaken under the heavenly calamity, but instead gradually became stronger. According to such changes, Feng Qing'an could not say that Heishan was 100% sure, but he had at least a 98% chance of success in getting through this heavenly calamity.

This is not only about confidence in Montenegro, but also about confidence in his own physical characteristics.

Under such circumstances, Feng Qing'an began to consider how to arrange for Heishan to survive the natural disaster.

"Jun Yan, please take care of it for a while. I should raise a Phantom Wolf King with my identity to modify the memories you have modified."

(End of this chapter)