Spirit Vessel

Chapter 962: King Zhuanlun

Chapter 962: King Zhuanlun

Eighth’s body was stripped of its flesh in many places; bones were possible. Blood and vitality gushed outward.

“Raa!” The roar of a blood qilin inside him could be heard. Hot blood healed the wounds and created more flesh.

He became more and more like a qilin instead of a human.

“Rumble!” His legs looked like two red pillars. He ran forward and opened his mouth, wanting to devour Feiyun.

“Whoosh!” Four phoenixes flew out, tall and proud as if they were the real things from time immemorial.

One of them flapped its wings and incinerated flames. His hair and scalp turned to ashes, then the rest of his body.

This was the power of the phoenix domain - a flame hotter than anything else in existence.

Feiyun used both the key and the weapon essence at the same time. The key pierced Eighth’s left arm while the essence pierced the right.

He activated their power and sent a destructive wave into Eighth’s body, intending to reduce him to dust.

Eighth was aware of this and decided to pull back hard, tearing off both limbs. He then leaped out of the weapons’ area of effect.

“Qilin hands!” He grew a new pair of qilin arms covered in scales and flames.

“I’m even stronger now!” He unleashed a punch with full confidence.

“Hmph, Phoenix Tailfeather.” Feiyun snorted and created a feather in his hand before performing a downward slash with it.

The slash cut off Eighth’s qilin hand from the center. Blood streamed down from the wound.

Eighth felt an agonizing pain. Something hot seemed to be burning his entire body. He would be paralyzed on the ground and screaming if it wasn’t for his formidable willpower.

This development caught everyone off guard.

“How can this be?! Three domains?!” Liu Suhong waved her head repeatedly in disbelief.

The other geniuses were left speechless. The guy had three domains and all of them were so strong. Just one alone was more than enough to dominate.

Many kept on wiping their eyes.

Ninth, Huang Yuchang, and Young Master Yu thought that they were top prodigies once. Now, they found themselves rather mediocre compared to Feiyun.

“A phoenix domain… can his mother be a phoenix?” Liu Suzi murmured; her voice became quieter and quieter while staring at Feiyun.

Others still heard her despite her hushed tone. Their expression soured right away, especially the men from the Gu.

“I heard his blood couldn’t be examined at the half-demon alliance, the experts there believe that it belongs to an immemorial sacred tribe.” An old man from a medial clan said.

“I received the same information. Kong Hou and Fu Ying have brought his blood to their main branch, it’s probably to check up on this.” Another ancient cultivator appeared, looking as old as can be. His white hair touched the ground.

“If this is true, it’ll shock the entire dynasty!”

Feiyun’s bloodline caused quite a stir. Everyone started thinking about the potential consequences.

Phoenixes exceeded even the sacred demons. This noble bloodline forbade mingling with the humans. But now, there might be a half-demon with a phoenix bloodline.

Firmament Fairy’s real name was Jiutian Yanyu. She stood on top of a pagoda and had an amused glimpse in her eyes while watching the fight.

On top of a different palace was Xuanyuan Yiyi. She embraced her sword beneath the moonlight. Her reflection looked otherworldly.

“No wonder why the deity wants to see him, so he has a phoenix bloodline and three domains. This is unprecedented.” The big shots hiding in the shadows were shocked.

They understood the significance of this event. This could potentially provoke the phoenixes, resulting in the massacre of everyone in the know.

They kept on hiding, not wanting to be dragged into this mess. The old men from the Gu felt the worst. Why did they have to mess with a half-demon carrying this bloodline?

Anyone who had met Feiyun before started to run to the territory lord’s mansion to ask for advice.

“Don’t be alarmed, the deity surely knows of this already and will take care of the consequences. Of course, we need to keep our mouths shut on this before a clear conclusion. If anyone dares to mention this matter, I will exterminate their clan.” This was the territory lord’s decree.

The medial clan masters started fleeing back to their places. They asked wisdom masters to hide any divining attempt.

The decree of the territory lord became known throughout Crimson Leaf. Of course, this was happening in the upper echelons. Weaker cultivators had no idea.

***

Feiyun’s three domains had unique powers and started crushing Eight’s single domain. His key broke Eighth’s new qilin arm again.

“I told you, half-demons can be unbeatable at the same level but today, I shall cross above and kill you.” He channeled all of his power and used all of his arsenals to send Eight flying more than ten times.

His opponent’s body was on the verge of breaking down into several pieces.

“Too early to brag, Feng Feiyun, I will kill a phoenix today!” Eighth sat back up; his eyes turned red as an energy of death came from his dantian.

Purple rays spread from his belly button and condensed together into an ocean of energy. Inside was an old man sitting in a meditative pose. He wore a daoist robe and still had a young face despite his white hair. A white crescent mark could be seen on his forehead.

Despite his stately appearance, he had a frightening aura of death at the Heaven’s Emergence level.

“What is going on? Why is there an old man in Eighth’s dantian?” Even the members of the Gu were startled.

The old man looked like a messenger from hell. Feiyun knew of this old man since he was nearly killed by him back at the grave. Fortunately, the fruit saved him and he obtained a rebirth cycle from it.

‘Wait, the old man is even stronger than before.’ He had a bad feeling about this.

‘That grandpa has the legacy of the qilin!’ The fruit’s voice sounded in his ears.

Wait, Eighth doesn’t have it? Why would the old man have it? Did Eighth only get the bare minimum?

“That’s Zhuanlun! He has been hiding in Eighth’s dantian.” An old cultivator shouted.

The crowd became shaken again. Liu Suzi became emotional: “Zhuanlun, one of the ten kings of the Yin World. Rumor has it that he died on the Myriad Race Battlefield ten thousand years ago along with Yama and Qinguang.”

Eighth’s face became twisted as his death aura intensified. He unleashed a wave of purple smoke containing the power of Zhuanlun.

Feiyun commanded the four phoenixes to create four volcanic mountains in retaliation.

‘Bam!” Eighth vomited blood as his body was cracking.

As for Feiyun, he was invaded by Zhuanlun’s death energy. He nearly froze as his internal organs were churning and breaking down. Nonetheless, his battle spirit surged as he was determined to kill this dangerous foe right here and now.