The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 319 The boy who regained his confidence

crunch~
A dull and heavy sound of metal friction was heard, and the old, weak and sick people trapped in the cages raised their heads.

At the end of the corridor, white fog filled the air and gloomy energy filled the air. In the deep darkness, a flame appeared. The old, weak, sick and disabled people who were imprisoned in cages were suddenly awed and looked up.

Suddenly, I saw a pair of blood-red lanterns floating in the air, as if someone was holding them in their hands, swaying in the air. Behind the two lanterns, there was nothing at all.

"What tricks are these ghosts trying to play?"

"We've been beaten up like this, and you're still trying to scare us with this trick!"

This eerie and strange scene did not scare anyone. Those imprisoned here were all Taoist geniuses with distinguished origins, but most of them were in a very miserable state. Only a few of them looked intact.

"Don't worry, everyone. Even that ghost fairy wouldn't dare to kill all of us."

Despite such an embarrassing situation, some people are still fearless. When they see a lantern made of some unknown leather, emitting a strange red light and slowly floating in front of them, they are even interested in blowing at it.

"Don't dare to kill them all? Hey, I think killing half of them is no problem."

"We underestimated the Netherworld. Even though it was shattered, it was once a complete world that should not be underestimated. We have ended up like this now, and it is all our own fault."

"Who would have thought that even the incense bestowed by the ancestor has lost its effect, and it can still be effective even if you step into the restricted area. What kind of suppression is there here? Is there a Taoist weapon?"

Some people couldn't help but lament, thinking that it was unfair for them to be captured alive by ghosts and imprisoned in cages.

"One, two, three... fourteen. Everyone is here. I just want to ask, how are we going to get out now?"

"Still want to go out? It's lucky that these ghosts didn't kill us."

"If they really wanted to kill him, they would have done it long ago. Although we are all more miserable than each other now, at least we are all alive. This shows that the ghost fairy is still afraid of us and dare not take action."

"If that's the case, then I'm afraid we won't be released."

"What? Are we going to be locked up until we die?"

"Hard to say."

"Hiss~ I don't want this. I haven't even formed the elixir yet."

The geniuses acted recklessly, ignoring the red lanterns floating in the aisle. This seemed to have angered the patrolling ghosts, because after the two lanterns, another pair of lanterns floated out, followed by the third pair, the fourth pair...

Pairs of lanterns stretched out in rows, like a giant scarlet snake slithering around waiting to devour its prey. A cold and eerie aura filled the corridors of the underground palace.

The geniuses who had the leisure to discuss the matter suddenly fell silent and stared intently at this unusual scene.

Click~
The spiritual light shattered, and a cage opened. The lanterns that were originally arranged in pairs swarmed towards the open cage like sharks that smelled blood, and soon filled the cage with only one vacancy. In the middle of the cage, there was a female cultivator with an icy temperament and a jade-faced woman who looked like she was lying on a snowy ridge. She sat cross-legged and stared coldly at the strange leather lanterns in front of her.

"What a pretty little girl! I, an old man, am envious of her!"

The blood light overlapped and intertwined, and a figure with a hunched back, skinny body, and like a rotten wood emerged. With undisguised greedy eyes, he stared at Su Qingying, the true disciple of the Ice Palace.

"Are you the guard here?"

Looking at the skinny old man in front of her who had nothing in common with humans except for the human figure, Su Qingying suppressed the murderous intent in her heart and asked.

When the Ghost Immortal noticed their group of five, all the agreements they had reached with the Ghost Kings were naturally invalidated. Facing a Ghost Immortal, they had no qualifications or ability to bargain. Like the other true disciples, they were all thrown into cages, their magical powers and forbidden techniques were sealed, and they became lambs to be slaughtered.

"Hey~ I am the guard here. All the people thrown here are hopeless. I didn't expect to see a living person with such a fresh breath today."

The old ghost, whose body was skinny and shriveled, like a shadow, but whose whole body was glowing with an ominous bloody light, stepped forward and stretched out his ghost claws, which were as skinny as branches. He just touched the girl's neck lightly, and a drop of scarlet blood dripped from her neck.

"Humph!"

Su Qingying let out a muffled groan. Although it was just a drop of blood, it seemed to have drained all the energy from her body. Her jade-like face was lifeless and turned pale, like new rice paper, without a trace of blood.

“It tastes really good.”

The old ghost just hooked his skinny finger lightly, and the drop of blood containing vigorous vitality flew towards it and was swallowed by it. In an instant, more than a hundred lanterns around it glowed with blood, as if they were filled with lamp oil.

"Mmm~ It's really the most delicious food! I've lived for so long, and this is the first time I've tasted something so delicious. Even if His Majesty the King blames me and my soul dies, I'll die without regrets!"

"Evil ghosts, what do you want to do? Come to me if you have anything to say!"

Sensing that the true teachings of the Ice Palace were withering and weakening in an instant, a young genius's eyes became bloodshot and he roared like an enraged beast.

"how dare you?!"

The rest of the Taoist disciples all felt something was wrong at this moment. Even though the ghosts took their identities into consideration, they did not dare to kill them.

However, it is acceptable to raise them as blood cattle and extract their vitality and blood from time to time. But if they end up in such a miserable end, they would rather commit suicide on the spot than suffer such humiliation.

"I have lived for nearly eight hundred years. What else can I be afraid of? If I cannot break through the realm again, my life span will be over. If I swallow you, I will be able to survive another heavenly tribulation!"

The old ghost turned around. Even though there were many lanterns around him, they could not illuminate the dark shadows on his skinny face. The cold and mysterious aura reached its peak at this moment.

Even though it hadn't come in front of them yet, the Taoist geniuses in different cages felt as if they were pricked by needles all over their bodies, and their entire bodies were icy cold. It was hard to imagine what it felt like to face this evil ghost head-on.

“Little kids, don’t be anxious, come one by one. You are all top-quality blood food to me, so don’t be too scared. I won’t hurt you. I will just extract a tiny bit of blood from each of you. You will recover after a period of time, and I will come again then.” The old ghost laughed strangely, and his sinister, cold and strong aura was like towering mountains, pressing down on all the Taoist geniuses. This was an unrivaled ghost king, the strongest among ghost kings.

However, this old ghost, to whom any ordinary ghost king would have to bow down, now exuded a hysterical madness from every part of his body.

"Hua Qingyu, when will the prince you mentioned come? This old ghost is crazy!"

The genius who had originally vowed that the ghost immortal would not harm their lives could no longer bear it.

Not to mention these ghosts with congenital problems, even among the human cultivators, there are so many who have done all kinds of crazy things in order to break through and make further progress in their cultivation that they are too numerous to count.

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of crazy actions the top ghost king whose life is about to end will do. And the ghost immortal who threw them to such a ghost king would be afraid of their background?
"Feng Qing'an, if you don't come out, we'll all die, and you'll have to stay in this damn place for the rest of your life!"

Xin Fu cursed and swore. He would never accept himself becoming a blood bag for an old ghost to break through.

"It's coming, it's coming, don't shout!"

Raging flames started from the entrance where the old ghost first appeared, and then surged in like a tide, engulfing all the leather lanterns floating in the aisle wherever they passed.

Along with screams and wails, a bright light like the sun filled this dark and cold dungeon. All the gloom and ominousness were instantly swept away under the shining of this light.

There was only one prison cell left, and the thick blood light was still shining, like a surging sea of ​​blood. The ominousness and resentment in it not only did not weaken under the light of the scorching sun, but became even more intense. A pair of eyes filled with extreme malice and resentment fell on the figure walking slowly at the entrance of the corridor.

"Greetings, His Royal Highness!"

A dry and hoarse voice sounded, as sharp and harsh as sandpaper. There was no respect in it at all, and it seemed more like some kind of perfunctory response.

"Old ghost, you are so brave! You dare not obey the order of the king!"

The young man has a slender and well-proportioned figure without appearing rough, his eyes are clear, and as he looks around, there are flashes of lightning and fire in the void, and he has a natural majesty, and a unique temperament that is detached from the world and out of touch with the world.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Haha, in the past few hundred years, I have lost all memory of the enemies who wanted to kill me. If this was said by your majesty, I would be ready to die. But, Your Majesty, I am afraid you do not have the ability to take my life."

The seemingly respectful tone actually carried undisguised contempt. In the perception of this old ghost, although the young man in front of him was quite good, and even slightly better than the many human geniuses imprisoned here, he would have no chance of winning if he faced it, and was no match for it at all.

Even if there are secret techniques and the skeleton giant is used, it is still the same. It is not a piece of trash. Even the ghost immortal king is quite courteous when facing it. He will not be as rude as this ignorant human child.

It just tasted a few drops of blood, which was no big deal, and it didn't take their lives. It thought it had enough respect for the king.

The reason why the king placed all these human geniuses in the prison under his charge was to reward and hint to him, using the essence and blood of these geniuses to give him a last chance to fight.

"Feng Qing'an, why are you still wasting time talking to this old man? Go find your lover and kill him."

Seeing the young man finally appear, Xin Fu, who was frightened by the old ghost's unusual behavior, shouted immediately.

In his opinion, Feng Qing'an naturally did not have the qualifications and means to fight against this kind of ghost king. Even his sister could not do that. His status alone might not be enough to subdue the old ghost. In this ghost country, the only one who could scare this old ghost was probably the ghost fairy king.

"shut up!"

Feng Qing'an looked towards the only prison cell that could not be illuminated by the red sun fire. As time passed, the blood there became more and more boiling, and a sea of ​​blood could be faintly seen evolving in it. In the sea of ​​blood, a pale-faced woman could be seen sitting in it, like a candle flame swaying in the wind, which could be swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood at any time.

"Old ghost, at your age, why don't you just wait for death? Why bother?"

Under the gaze of many Taoist geniuses, flames rose from under Feng Qing'an's feet. That was the power of the Blazing Sun Flower. The geniuses imprisoned here also recognized it.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, don't be too confident. He is a top-notch ghost king. The Blazing Sun Flower cannot kill him!"

A genius saw Feng Qing'an preparing to take action himself and hurriedly reminded him that the power of the Blazing Sun Flower was a fatal blow to ordinary ghosts, and even the Ghost King did not dare to touch it.

But for the Ghost King who is about to break through, this power might even help him to reach a higher level. This situation would be too bad.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoists. This old ghost will die today."

Feng Qing'an's eyes shone with divine light and he strode forward with his head held high. Facing an extremely powerful ghost king, he was still full of confidence. His current state had reached an unprecedented peak.

Even though he had just finished a great battle and rushed here from the battlefield, that battle made his whole body energy and spirit reach a higher level and he benefited a lot.

As the younger sister, Nan Ge naturally could not compare with her elder sister, because the gap between her and Dong Huang was too big, so the Yuan Yin power obtained from her could only be sealed temporarily. But Nan Ge was different. Feng Qingan refined it on the spot, and the qi of the two people entangled and became one, with yin and yang complementing each other.

Therefore, after the battle, Feng Qing'an not only suffered no losses, but was full of energy and vitality, and his overall condition could not be better.

And it's not just the changes in essence and blood, what's more important is the transformation in mentality. Through this battle, Feng Qing'an regained his self-confidence. The self-confidence that was destroyed and trampled in the battle with Donghuang was picked up again.

It’s not that he is weak, but that his sister is too strong.

In comparison, his younger sister is different. Although she is upset, she is obedient and willing to cooperate with him no matter what he thinks. As long as he coaxes her a little, even if she says she doesn't want to, her body will be like water, changing according to his wishes.

When he arrived, the enemy troops he had defeated were still lying on the battlefield, unable to get up again, without any power to resist or fight back. All their previous resentment turned into tenderness.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an is now like a young general returning victoriously, full of fighting spirit and confidence.

(End of this chapter)