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At this moment, these two Demon Kings nervously watched the group of humans that had suddenly appeared, especially Feng Qing’an, who was holding the Golden Halberd and chatting and laughing with others.

On the body of this white-robed youth, who seemed utterly unfamiliar to them, they detected a familiar scent, one that filled them with fear. It was eerily familiar.

“Come here!”

Gently stroking the unhealed wounds on Black Mountain, Feng Qing’an used Sen Miao’s energy to form thin strands of Ethereal Wood Green Qi, which closed and completely healed his wounds. Watching the two wolf kings with amusement, Feng Qing’an gestured to them to come over.

“Feng Qing’an, those are Demon Kings!”

Watching Feng Qing’an call over the wolf kings, whom just until recently had been battling his spirit pet, even Hua Qingyu couldn’t help but remind him.

In reality, the group of talented individuals from the Taoist sect, who were brought here by Feng Qing’an, seemed nonchalant, but in truth, they were all tense and prepared to confront the enemy.

Not only were there these two relatively unharmed demon kings in the sky; even on the ground, apart from the heavily wounded wolf king, there were two other Demon Kings lurking.

The thickness of the Demon Qi in this dark land even surpassed the omnipresent Yin Qi, which was a truly curious sight.

“Don’t worry.”

Feng Qing’an dismissed the warnings nonchalantly and beckoned towards the two wolf kings, who hesitated, unable to confirm their next course of action.

“Don’t you recognize me?”

Seeing the awkward posture of the two wolf kings, after a moment’s thought, Feng Qing’an realized his mistake. The first time he had commanded these Demon Kings with the cultivators from the Ghost Soul Sect, he had taken an alias.

Clang~ Clang~

Blood-colored Sword Qi hovered around Feng Qing’an, later a series of long swords appeared, each brimming with an unparalleled sharpness. The familiar intimidation and oppressive aura made the two wolf kings confirm the identity of Feng Qing’an.

Everything is hard at the beginning. Once there’s a first time, the second and third times are much easier and considered a natural process. Consequently, the wolf kings who were subjugated by a group of independent cultivators led by Feng Qing’an after seven days and nights of struggle, instantly submitted once they recognized his identity.

Awoooo~

Awoooo~

They imitated the barking sound that domestic dogs made, tail between their legs, reduced body size, and scampered over to Feng Qing’an, trying to curry favor with him, just like Black Mountain.

“Alright, stand there and don’t move!”

Watching the two demon kings rush over, the corners of Feng Qing’an’s eyes twitched. Some of the members of the talented group at his side could not help but take out their magical weapons.

It was unavoidable. The reason these talented individuals were considered as such, is because they still had tremendous potential that was yet to be unlocked. In the face of real danger, potential meant nothing.

When facing a demon king, a tier higher than themselves, even an average Ghost Wolf forced them to be cautious. They needed to use magical weapons to compete, otherwise escaping alive would be considered a boastful feat.

Aw woo~

Under the incredulous gaze of the individuals with talent, these two ferocious wolf kings, tamely obeyed Feng Qing’an’s command. They stopped mid-air, squatted on the edge of the soul-fire river, wagging their tails at him just like domestic dogs in ordinary villages.

However, what the talented individuals found unbelievable was not just Feng Qing’an’s ability to command the demon kings with such ease, but also the blood-colored long swords that emerged beside him.

These were the Demon-Conquering and Evil-Subduing swords, using the accumulated power of the ancient families as a foundation and forged with the flesh and blood of demons and the bodies of evil human immortals.

Admittedly, each sword, when considered individually, could be described as rather coarse, and it was only their Demon-Suppressing and Evil-Subduing powers that were noteworthy.

However, when these identical demon-slaying swords reached a certain number and spontaneously formed a formation–a Sword Array–the power they burst forth with was tremendous, as evident from the behavior of the two demon kings who now thought of themselves as dogs.

“Feng Qing’an, where did you get this sword formation from? Was it a reward from the king?”

Seeing the thirty-six flying swords surrounding Feng Qing’an, Xin Fu was unable to hide his envy.

These swords were crude, but even he could see that they were clearly sword embryos, possessed amazing spirituality and, given the opportunity in the future, could even evolve into immortal swords.

“Can’t I have some opportunities of my own? Of course, she did play a role. Without her, I couldn’t have gotten this Demon-Suppressing Sword Array!”

Feng Qing’an admitted that the method of casting these swords was given to him by East Light. However, the materials for casting the swords were developed by him, and this was less related to East Light.

Even though his words were vague, the talented individuals naturally assumed him to be a freeloader who managed to procure this awesomely destructive sword array.

“Feng Qing’an, no, Brother Feng, do you know other Ghost Immortal kings from the underworld? If you do, Brother Feng, please don’t hold back …”

Xin Fu watched Feng Qing’an with envy. He was no longer polite. When it came to face and reputation, they meant nothing compared to the potentially transformative immortal sword. Who could defame his dignity when he finally became an immortal?