Chapter 246: The Day of the Rabbit
Oh oh oh~
When the winds and clouds were rising and shocking things were happening one after another over the capital city of the Ghost King, in the ghost city, a divine bird with bright wings of distinct five colors appeared from an inconspicuous palace.
It looked at the ghosts on the street that were fleeing in panic, or kneeling on the ground and prostrating themselves before the terrifying ghost kings above its head. Disdain suddenly appeared in its dark eyes. Then it raised its head, and with its claws that seemed to be made of divine gold, it stepped on the broken streets, marching through the chaotic crowd of ghosts in a heroic and proud manner, approaching the source of destruction.
It was clearly a living creature with fresh blood and vitality, but when it moved among the ghosts, those ghosts not only did not cast covetous and greedy glances at it, but instead, they avoided it like mortals encountering snakes and scorpions, and diddged away from it.
Oh oh~
And seeing these ghosts showing such cowardly behavior when they met him, the divine bird with a golden halo behind its head, and the divine bird with a crown of fire on its head, raised their heads even higher, as if they were taking a walk in the yard, and leisurely approached the place where the Ghost King fell.
Its pace seemed leisurely and casual, but it was actually fast. It took only half a cup of tea to cover a distance of more than ten miles. During this time, it even ran to the edge of the huge palm print that fell in the city and looked at it carefully.
Finally, they arrived at the place where the headless ghost king fell, and examined the ghost king who had smashed into a tiankeng and lost his head, but whose body was still surrounded by raging fire, poisonous smoke and evil spirits.
The poisonous fire and evil spirit that even an evil ghost with a body of flesh and blood cannot withstand are like nectar to this five-colored divine bird.
Its slender and pointed beak opened slightly, just like a whale sucking water. The blazing flames that were originally scattered around the tiankeng, or the poisonous smoke and evil spirits that drifted into the sky, now turned into a stream, turned into a long snake, and continuously fell into the belly of the divine bird.
This extremely shocking scene was seen even by the Ghost King, who was extremely indifferent to the deaths and injuries of ghosts in the city. Many people watched it and cast their eyes over it. Then their expressions became extremely inexplicable and subtle.
Even for the most ordinary ghosts, the destruction of the head does not mean death, let alone the ghost king who has reached the extreme at a certain level.
Having his head smashed was certainly a considerable loss for the Ghost King, who had a body made of flesh and blood, but it was not even a serious injury.
At this moment, the headless ghost king was lying in the tiankeng he had created, just pretending to be dead. But now there was such a daring guy who came up at this moment and devoured the ghost king's scattered power unscrupulously.
At this rate of swallowing, if the headless ghost king does not react or if no one steps forward to stop him, it won’t be long before his fake death turns into real death.
"Hey, it's been a while since we last met. You've grown so handsome now?"
The changes in the city naturally attracted the attention of the people in heaven. The young man in white controlled the thunder and came on the wind, landing above the tiankeng created by the headless ghost king. He watched the divine bird that jumped into the tiankeng and devoured the ghost king's power unscrupulously.
He recognized it at a glance. This five-colored divine bird, which looked nothing like a chicken, was the big five-colored rooster that he and Heishan had thrown into the underworld to receive training and cultivation from Donghuang.
Although I haven't seen him for a few years, this guy's shape and appearance have been completely transformed compared to before, as if he had a new body.
The originally short and curled tail feathers have now become long and dense, similar to the drooping feathers of a phoenix. However, this guy jumped all the way, and his feet almost never left the ground for long. The gorgeous tail feathers were dragged by it at a height of several feet above the ground, floating back and forth.
Even though this guy's wings are now much better than before, and the colors are brighter, especially eye-catching in this dark underworld, Feng Qingan still recognized at a glance that this guy is the chicken he threw into the underworld.
There's no way. No matter how gorgeous and dazzling this guy looks now, his behavior and the subtle movements he reveals inadvertently always look cowardly.
One glance at the cock!
Perhaps this guy himself did not realize that even though his body had undergone a drastic transformation compared to the past, his behavior was still in the way he was most familiar with.
Oh oh~
Seeing the figure of the young man in white appear above his head, the body of the five-colored divine bird, which was gulping and drinking voraciously, froze slightly for a moment, almost unnoticeable, and then returned to normal the next moment, continuing to devour the power of the Ghost King as if no one was around.
"You can't eat like this, it's too slow. How long will it take you to finish it?"
While speaking, Feng Qing'an glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the headless ghost king who was still lying motionless pretending to be dead. Then he smiled faintly, stretched out his palm with five fingers spread out, as if summoning something.
Zheng Zheng~
The sound of a sword ringing like a dragon's roar was heard. Under the sky, the howling wind gathered towards a corner of the ghost town. Then, a green-scaled wind dragon with complete scales and armor, as well as hair and beard appeared. It let out a series of melodious and clear dragon roars, soared into the sky, circled around, and then pounced towards Feng Qing'an.
Chant
Along with the intimate sound of dragon roars, the green-scaled wind dragon took the initiative to wrap around the young man's bluffing palm, transforming into a magic sword with a green dragon wrapped around it.
Xunfeng Sword!
"Let me give you a hand."
The boy's tone was easy-going, and his behavior was calm and casual, but the Ghost King, who had been lying in the sky pretending to be dead, could no longer endure it. He had originally just wanted to preserve his little dignity, but now a fatal crisis was befalling him.
A raging fire ignited again on the lava-covered body. The sudden burst of power even knocked aside the five-colored divine bird that was stepping on it. It could tolerate its body being trampled, but it could not endure being killed by a human creature without any resistance.
"It's too late!"
Feng Qing'an sighed slightly, holding the Xunfeng Sword in his hand, and swung the sword down. A green dragon-shaped sword light leaped up from the sword tip and wrapped around the body of the headless ghost king that had already risen from the tiankeng. At the moment of contact, it split this powerful body into two without any hesitation.
Oh oh oh——
Just as Feng Qing'an's sword was swung out and the tip of the sword drooped slightly, a cry full of anger and annoyance sounded. Then Feng Qing'an was somewhat surprised to see that the colorful divine bird that was overturned to the side made a high-pitched cry.
The golden wheel that was already hanging behind his head became even brighter at this moment. Sharp golden lights shot out like arrows, aiming directly at the headless ghost king who was cut into two by his sword.
"Asshole!"
"stop!"
A ghost king fell from the sky and rushed over quickly, as if trying to stop him, but his speed was no match for the golden light that had already flown out . The golden light was like a red-hot iron piercing into the cold thin ice. The moment it came into contact, it melted the ghost king's flesh and blood, emitting a disgusting burnt and fishy smell.
Buzz——
The two ghost kings who wanted to stop them had not yet completely fallen, and the giant who had just descended into the underworld and stood outside the royal city stretched out his hand towards the city again.
As the giant extended his hand, the terrifying pressure like a mountain range thousands of miles long pressed down on them, causing the two ghost kings to change color with horror. Without anyone reminding them, they began to retreat frantically and keep their distance.
"If you cut off one of my arms, I will forgive your offense. Otherwise, this beast's fate will be the same as yours in a moment."
Feng Qing'an remained expressionless, and didn't even look at the two ghost kings who were frantically avoiding the giant's palm in the air. He just stared at the broken body of the ghost king falling from the sky. He raised the Xunfeng sword in his hand and added another sword, breaking it into pieces completely.
“…spare…my life…”
Intermittent divine thoughts came from the body of the Ghost King falling from the sky, but Feng Qing'an looked uncomfortable and indifferent. It was not enough to just show strength.
He must demonstrate his ruthlessness, and face off against anyone who offends him with a life-and-death fight. In this way, even the cruel ghost kings in the underworld, even if they dislike him, will be cautious when attacking him and will not dare to ignore his opinions.
It is useless to talk about etiquette and morality with the Ghost King. Compared with these ferocious kings who have risen step by step by fighting among hundreds of millions of ghosts, they can only be suppressed by absolute force. It depends on who is more ruthless and brutal.
This is the underworld, not the human world!
“It’s time for dinner.”
Feng Qing'an said with a smile, accompanied by a burst of cooing birds, which melted the Yin energy, and the icy Yang Yan Fire burned from his body. Then one by one, the Yang Yan Firebirds broke free from his body and flew out.
"Go, eat it!"
Feng Qing'an pointed at the broken body of the Lava Ghost King, and five Yangyan Spirits flew out from his body and immediately pounced on him.
The Blazing Sun Tree that gave birth to them grew by absorbing Yin Qi. Of course, the most important thing was the soul power he provided. But even so, the Flaming Sun Spirit born under the influence of his soul power also had the ability to devour ghosts.
Originally in the human world, Feng Qingan couldn't find any high-quality evil ghosts to feed them, but when he arrived in the underworld, he just had to use the King of Ghosts as their first meal. He had raised them for so long but had never fed them much, which made him feel a little ashamed.
oh--
Originally, the gold saw several firebirds suddenly flying out of Feng Qing'an's body, and was surprised by these creatures he had never seen before. However, when he saw these creatures actually trying to share the body of the Ghost King that had been chosen by him, he immediately became anxious, let out a shrill cry, flapped his wings, flew into the air, pounced over, and fought desperately for food.
This guy didn't have much elegance and nobility to begin with, and at this moment, as if he would starve to death if he didn't eat a bite less, all of that was gone in an instant, and Feng Qing'an couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
[Race: Maori Mingluan]
[Attributes: Yang, Phoenix, Spirit]
[Potential Level: King, Lower]
[Combat Power Level: Lord·Medium]
It should be said that this guy was well raised by Donghuang in the Netherworld. I don’t know how many natural treasures from the Netherworld he fed him to make him so full of energy. He even awakened the more special bloodline of the Phoenix Clan.
However, this guy's strength has caught up, his racial bloodline potential has caught up, but his temperament has not, and he is still standing still.
Feng Qing'an felt ashamed when he saw this guy fighting with a group of flaming sun spirits for the body of the Ghost King. If you ignore this guy's gorgeous and noble appearance, demeanor, expression, and even movements, he looks like a chicken no matter how you look at him.
"Your Highness, spare my life!"
"Your Majesty, spare my life!"
At this time, a shrill cry for mercy was heard in the air. Feng Qing'an, who was originally controlling the giant to chase the Ghost King, pretended to look up at this time, and immediately saw that the Ghost King had been grabbed by half of his body by the giant under the interference and coercion of thunder and strong wind.
Seeing the tragic end of the Lava Ghost King before his eyes, the Ghost King, who did not want to be dismembered, quickly begged for mercy. In the underworld, all the ghosts who can ascend to the throne of king are capable of bending and stretching.
When they need to be tough, their attitude is stronger than anyone else, but when they need to be weak, their attitude is so humble that even the eunuchs in the palace would feel inferior to them.
"I already know my mistake, please spare my life, Your Highness!"
"Please calm down, my Lord!"
Another ghost king who was fleeing in the air also spoke at this moment, because he found that the king who had turned a blind eye to everything was looking at him with an indifferent and even cold expression.
Being stared at like this by a ghost fairy, even the Ghost King couldn't help but tremble physically and mentally. He didn't dare to have any intention of resistance and quickly expressed his obedience. If the king took action, even with so many ghost kings present, it would all depend on who ran faster.
"His Majesty……"
"I've crippled half of your body, do you have any complaints?"
The ghost king with a pair of blue-black wings on his back stopped in the air, looked tremblingly at Donghuang who was already planning to attack, and fell down in mid-air.
"It's all up to your majesty."
Faced with a ghost immortal, no ghost king would have the intention to resist.
"Seeing him is like seeing me. If any of you dare to go against his will in the future, you will end up like this."
Donghuang stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the ghost king who was kneeling and crawling in the air. Silently, the ghost king's feet, arms, and even the wings on his back were all shattered, leaving only his head and torso.
"If anyone dares to hurt him, ha!"
A cold look appeared on Dong Huang's face. In her eyes, all the ghost kings who surrendered to her were not even a fraction as powerful as Feng Qingan. Even if Feng Qingan had the ability to kill them all, she would not think it was a big deal. She could even applaud from the side.
He is just the King of Ghosts, where else can we not look for him?
Standing in the ghost town, the Lord of Youhuang clearly stated his attitude, causing all the ghost kings who witnessed this to lower their heads and look at the human boy who was surrounded by the scorching fire of the sun, their expressions full of fear.
Some ghost kings looked at Feng Qing'an with a little more awe, because they recognized the origin of the flame. That was the power that the strongest king would pursue, but now it appeared so obediently on the young man.
