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The cost of maintaining the power suddenly acquired by the once ordinary beings was evidently nothing other than their lifespan and soul.

“Please, immortal, save my life!”

The orphaned boy was mature for his age. As soon as he came to his senses, he immediately knelt and knocked his head three times towards Feng Qing’an.

The fact that the other party didn’t kill him on the spot and even pointed out the hidden dangers in his current state, implied a willingness to aid him. Regardless of what the other party wanted, what he needed to do now was to ensure his own survival.

“Sensible.”

Pure blackness spread across Feng Qing’an’s gaze, submerging even the whites of his eyes. An intimidating aura that even the black-armored Ghost General found terrifying pervaded from Feng Qing’an. It was a force that all wise spirit beings instinctively despised and feared.

The Power of Demons!

The authority wrested from the Heavenly Demon White Tiger; even though the little cat was not particularly cooperative, let alone willing, any resistance was futile against Feng Qing’an.

“Your name?”

When Feng Qing’an’s gaze fell on the kneeling boy, he instinctively looked up at Feng Qing’an, meeting Feng Qing’an’s strange eyes flooded with darkness.

The boy, who had been somewhat alert, was now completely controlled, all his consciousness lost, completely without free will. This was completely different from when he was controlled by ghost creatures previously.

“Cheng Ping.”

The boy with a blank expression mumbled, but his cognition was surprisingly lucid.

“How old are you this year?”

“Fourteen.”

“How many people left in your family?”

“Only me. My mother died of illness, and my father was taken away by the government…”

The boy rambled on about his tragic origin. Even the Ghost General beside him felt pity. The boy, who had lost his sense of self, seemed to have found a vent for his suppressed misery and resentment.

“Enough.”

Feng Qing’an had no interest in listening further, the unfathomable darkness in his eyes receded. He was merely trying to test the application of the Power of Demons and probe the boy’s background to see if he was worth saving.

“If you want to live, don’t resist.”

As he spoke, Feng Qing’an beckoned, and the boy’s body involuntarily floated upwards, a gap appearing beneath him.

When Feng Qing’an dropped his hand, the boy, who had not yet recovered from the shock, fell into the gap with a cry of fear.

“Young master, are you…”

Xu Wuding was somewhat baffled and puzzled. This didn’t seem to be the same kind of rift he had torn open between realms earlier.

“Have you heard of Blessed Land in Cave Sky?”

The Ghost General was taken aback.

“This is one of the remnants of Blessed Lands under my control. Throwing this boy out there, if he is clever enough, he should be able to survive.”

Feng Qing’an’s tone was nonchalant, but Xu Wuding fell completely silent, turning to what he considered most important at the moment.

How to eliminate all the monstrous ghosts in front of him, running riot, daring to harm lives brazenly in broad daylight, sinking the human world into chaos.

“Young master, may I know where is the rare treasure you mentioned earlier? Can you get it now?”

Xu Wuding had no interest in how many of the Human Race were currently suffering at the hands of the demons. He only wanted to find the extraordinary treasure mentioned by the young master as soon as possible and lure all the demons of the world with it.

“Naturally, it’s with me. I know that the Ghost King will inevitably be tempted by it, but I’m not sure how wide the attraction range is yet, having not fully explored it.

In these few short years, this treasure has undergone several changes, of which I can’t guarantee. I’ll need to test it. Wait for me a moment here, I’ll be back soon.”

While he was talking, without waiting for a response from the Ghost General, Feng Qing’an stepped forward and entered the Nine Lifes Cave World.

In the fifth level of the Cave Sky, the human-demon boy, Cheng Ping, looked around in bewilderment. Soon, he noticed a gaze fixed on him. As he abruptly turned around, he saw a creature with a dragon head, a horse-like body, golden scales, and wings, quietly watching him with eyes as mellow as carved jade.

The sky was filled with rosy clouds, auspicious vibes permeating the air. Seeing this magnificent creature that brought about anomalies wherever it went, the young boy did not feel panicked. Instead, he was filled with an unprecedented sense of tranquillity, and his previous panic and helplessness were soothed by an invisible force.

From high in the sky, Feng Qing’an glanced over but no longer paid attention. Sen Miao has already noticed the abnormal consumption of the boy’s life essence. Out of respect for Feng Qing’an, Sen Miao would definitely save the boy without needing any specific instructions.

“Master!”

A huge head, resembling both a dragon and a snake, descends from the sky. As soon as Feng Qing’an appeared in the Cave Sky, Jiuling immediately appeared to show concern.

“What you threw in here is a…”

“Can you control everything that happens in the Cave Sky?”

Feng Qing’an cut him off, asking directly without wasting time chatting.

“Absolutely.”

Upon hearing this, the spirit of the Cave Sky responded without hesitation, extremely confident.

“Hmm!”

Feng Qing’an lowered his gaze to look at his waist where a plain and unadorned jade pendant hung. Commoners who are particularly fond of gold and silver trinkets might find it interesting, but cultivators would not give it a second glance.

Yet as plain as this jade pendant appeared, when Feng Qing’an unhooked and withdrew it, a horrifying transformation occurred.

Down below, Sen Miao who had been assessing the demon boy abruptly looked upwards towards the master in the high sky.

Even the demon boy who was painfully aware of his life force being rapidly consumed by the awakening of his bloodline stopped worrying about his imminent demise. He too, looked up into the sky where an existence he could not perceive was looming.

Not only were Sen Miao and the demon boy drawn in, but also the numerous demon wolves that Feng Qing’an had brought from Qingmang Mountain and let roam this level. At this moment, they all stopped their activities and looked up towards where Feng Qing’an stood.

They didn’t know what was in the sky, nor did they understand what was happening. They felt a desire purely out of instinct.

At this moment, all the creatures in the fifth level of the Cave Sky were staring at Feng Qing’an, and he could feel their gazes, as well as the deep desire and… avarice emanating from the depths of their souls.

The fifth level of the Cave Sky only spans a few hundred miles, but when he removed the Hun Tian Jade Pendant, it drew the attention of all creatures in this level, even godly entities, all seemed wrong somehow.

“What are you trying to do?”

Feng Qing’an’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the spirit of the Cave Sky. If this entity harbored malicious intentions towards him, it seemed he had no means of resisting and could only be at its mercy.

“No, I didn’t want to do anything!”

Under Feng Qing’an’s scrutinizing gaze, the spirit of the Cave Sky, which had clearly developed a longing, could not help but step back, looking at him with some reverence.

“I just find you a bit odd!”

The spirit of the Cave Sky became careful and cautious when it spoke, as if it was afraid of angering Feng Qing’an. It was as though it was face to face with the ancient demon sage that had created the Cave Sky.

With more knowledge came more reverence. The spirit of the Cave Sky at this moment was no exception. Facing Feng Qing’an, who could provoke desire within it, once it suppressed the inexplicable greed it felt, all the spirit felt was fear.

What is it?

It is the essence born out of the Cave Sky’s desperate need for survival when it was on the brink of collapse.

It is a manifestation of the Cave Sky’s will. Its desire, its urgent need, was in truth, this Cave Sky’s desperate need for the existence of Feng Qing’an.

What kind of existence would a Cave Sky created by the Demon Clan’s Great Sage desperately need?

Could the reincarnation of the Chun Yang Immortal from the Human Race be so capable?

How could it not know?

This was not the Chun Yang Immortal!

It was an existence far above the Chun Yang Immortal, a more horrifying entity!