Chapter 832: Begin (1/2)

Mo Yaoyao wore a fox fur coat on top of her thin silk dress. Her hair was decorated with several bright trinkets. She carried a cute pekingese, looking like a young noble on a tour.

Heavenly Witchcraft Goddess looked natural and spirited, gentle and beautiful. She had limpid autumn waters in her eyes and jade for her bones.

Luo Yu’er followed right behind her, looking bashful with a hint of fear when looking at Feng Feiyun.

Feiyun glanced at the girls and thought that nothing was wrong. He nodded in agreement: “Yeah.”

“Sigh, I had a bad feeling about this.” Ningshuai sighed then said: “My ten-year training is about to be over anyway, my cultivation will return so I’ll leave Jin, all of you can do whatever then, I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you.”

He clearly didn’t think much of these helpers.

“Don’t be afraid, I can deal with anything.” The turtle somehow made it to the top of the citadel wall. It took on top of a boulder and looked up straight at the sky, unmoving like a statue.

“Please, you can only do something every millennium.” Ningshuai got up there and lifted the turtle up by its tail, spun it around twice then threw it.

Little Demoness couldn’t communicate with Feng Chi. They have lost communication after his fourth transformation. This disappointed Feiyun because that’s one fewer master.

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The Evil Woman and Yao Ji finished the platform after three days.

The atmosphere became tense. The powerful cultivators could sense mighty auras crossing through the citadel. Strange figures appeared above.

This fifth transformation was known to everyone in Jin. After all, a corpse king of this level was horrifying. Both the royal clan of Jin and Sacred Spirit Palace would never let this threat come into being.

“Is she starting?” Feiyun asked while standing on the wall.

The area was filled with third-transformation corpses along with a great army. Their evil auras reached the horizon.

“Mmm.” Little Demoness brought a chair over and smiled at Feiyun: “Bro, have a seat.”

“Good girl.” Feiyun gently patted her head. The little girl has grown so much, only a little shorter than him now.

He sat down and flames appeared in his eyes as he gazed at the gray sky. He suddenly snorted: “Got here quite fast, huh?”

He shot out two crimson rays, aiming 300 miles away from the citadel. A black figure was forced out. It paused in the air for a moment before running away with haste.

It had a ghastly miasma with images of hell and the golden river. Its chilling aura created a layer of frost everywhere.

“That’s a fourth-tribulation ghost king, are you suicidal?!” The turtle stood straight up and shouted at Feiyun with a duck-like tone.

The weakest ghost king at this level was comparable to a first-level Nirvana cultivator. Feiyun was only at peak Heaven's Mandate and shouldn’t be a match.

“Boom!” Feiyun took out the solar treasure and activated its divinity. It burned everything around him.

The ghost king stopped after realizing that Feiyun was the only pursuer. It let out a twisted grimace: “You’re finished!”

“Rumble!” It summoned ghost clouds that eventually took the form of a fiendish diagram.

Feiyun easily destroyed it and sent the creature flying. This was Feiyun’s own power. He didn’t need to use the stone coffin.

“How can this be?! You’re not at the Nirvana realm!” The chilling aura of the ghost king was being destroyed by flames.

“I can take you down all the same.” Feiyun used the Blood-being Exalted Pot. Its power turned the world into a shade of red.

On the other side, the solar disk resembled a burning mountain, turning the world into a cauldron.

Feiyun used two fourth-ranked spirit treasures at the same time with incredible finesse. Mountains and rivers were torn asunder.