Heavenly Emperor of Myriad Realms

Sizzle.

A slight tearing sound could be heard as Zhou Qing pulled back from the attack. When he finally came to a stop, a strange, cold smile could be seen on his face.

As his soul rushed into the Fated Stone Spirit Bone, Old Man Feng staggered a few steps, a blank look appeared in his eyes for a moment, before he recovered his wits and glared hatefully at Zhou Qing.

"Tsk tsk, the nourishment of the soul is quite good."

Zhou Qing sneered and waved his palm towards Old Demon Feng. A strand of golden light was impressively held within his palm.

In that instant, Zhou Qing made his move and tore off a wisp of Old Demon Feng's soul!

"Return it to me!"

Old man Feng's face was pale, he let out a shrill scream and was about to pounce towards Zhou Qing.

"One more step, and your soul will be gone."

Zhou Qing's face did not change as he spoke coldly. Old man Feng, on the other hand, looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He immediately froze in place, not daring to move.

"Tell me, what would happen if I were to crush it?"

Zhou Qing licked his lips, smiling dangerously.

"Stop!"

Old man Feng was shocked. Even his breathing became sluggish.

If this wisp of his soul was crushed, his cultivation would plummet to the Soul Condensation Realm and he would never be able to regain his senses.

At the same time, his lifespan would also rapidly shrink. Perhaps in less than two months, he would die!

"I think we can have a good talk."

Zhou Qingzhen's spiritual force surged out, and in an instant, the wisp of Old Man Feng's soul disappeared. In the next instant, it reappeared at the side of the soul pill within his body.

As long as he was willing, he could completely erase it with a thought.

Seeing this, old man Feng's aura sagged, and his face drained of blood. He suddenly seemed much older.

At this moment, even if he wanted to hack Zhou Qing into a thousand pieces, once his mingmen fell into the hands of the latter, he would not dare to act rashly.

"About what?"

Old Devil Feng's voice was hoarse.

"Cooperate."

Zhou Qing smiled.

Although he could already kill Old Demon Feng, the latter's cultivation was tyrannical. Compared to death, he could use his life to its fullest extent.

Old man Feng coldly snorted when he heard this. He stared at Zhou Qing, the hatred in his eyes not diminishing in the slightest.

Zhou Qing frowned and said coolly.

"There's no need to look at me like that."

"That True Blood Lotus is not yours to begin with. I obtained it through skill."

"The Meridian Forging Pill was also obtained from Gu Canghai, so it has nothing to do with you."

"As for the destruction of your sect …" If you didn't have greed in your heart and pursued me relentlessly, how could this have happened? Besides, you should hate the Lan family, not me. "

Zhou Qing paused for a moment, before shaking his head slightly. "There was originally no hatred or grievances between us."

"What cooperation."

Old man Feng's expression was grim, and he once again lapsed into silence. After a long moment passed, he let out a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, Zhou Qing gave a faint smile and a blood-red Bodhi Fruit appeared in his hand. The rich fragrance of the fruit, along with the vital essence of life, instantly permeated the air.

"Didn't you always want the Bodhi tree? I have an ancient Bodhi tree here, and I still have some left over from the mature Bodhi tree."

Old Demon Feng looked at Xue Puti, a hint of fire appearing in his eyes.

Zhou Qing toyed with Blood Bodhi. With a smile that wasn't a smile, he said, "If you cooperate with me … I am in a good mood. Perhaps I will bestow you with a Blood Bodhi."

"Speak."

Old man Feng did not hesitate at all.

"First of all, the Lan family also has enmity with me. I want you to help me deal with them."

"Second, keep an eye on Elder Dong from the Crimson Nimbus Sect. Don't let him find out where he is. If there is any movement, report to me."

"Third, help me find a medicinal herb or medicine that can repair my meridians."

"If you agree to all these conditions, you will have a chance to acquire Blood Bodhi. If you don't, …"

The smile on Zhou Qing's face gradually disappeared, and he retrieved Xue Puti back into his Life Stone. Within his pitch-black eyes, a trace of killing intent appeared.

Old man Feng stared at Zhou Qing for a long time. After a while, he said hoarsely, "After you destroy the Lan family, return your soul to me. "Also, if it was not an emergency outside, this old man would not have interfered."

"You don't have the right to negotiate with me right now."

Zhou Qing stared at Old Ghost Feng's eyes and said with a playful sneer.

Old man Feng's breath paused. His eyes were full of hatred, wishing that he could cut him into a thousand pieces.

Zhou Qing didn't want to bother with this old fogey anymore, so he turned around and walked towards the Corpse King.

The Corpse King's intelligence had been erased by Old Feng's Soul Extinguishing Needle, he only needed to insert a few Corpse Controlling Curses to easily control it.

However, just as Zhou Qing was about to draw out the Corpse Controlling Curse, Old Devil Feng's voice suddenly sounded out.

"I know of a Spirit Transformation Pool. Soaking in it will not only repair damaged meridians, but also strengthen the body."

Zhou Qing stopped moving and turned around to look at him. "The Spirit Transformation Pool …" "The entrance to the Ancient Tablet?"

"You know quite a lot!" Old man Feng was surprised and smiled sinisterly: "Moreover, the Hundred Family Ranking Tournament is coming soon. This old man has heard that the Sect Leader of the Ancient Tablet School, Su Mu, may have the intention of bringing down the Lan Family."

While Old man Feng was speaking, he was secretly observing Zhou Qing's expression.

What he said was true. The Ancient Tablet Sect did indeed have a Spirit Transformation Pool that could repair the damage to the meridians. And Sovereign Su Mu, in order to surpass the Lan family in the ranking competition, was also looking everywhere for experts of the same cultivation level.

There was only one point that Old Devil Feng did not mention.

When Su Mu was young, his family was massacred by a demonic cultivator. Both his parents were killed by a demonic cultivator.

This person hated demonic cultivators to the extreme!

If this little bastard really wanted to go to the Ancient Tablet Gate, Su Mu would definitely die if he was discovered!

Hearing this, Zhou Qing raised an eyebrow and said, "Continue."

Old man Feng was secretly delighted, but he maintained his composure and said in a hoarse voice: "You should be clear about the ranking tournament, but separate the Spirit, Spirit Condensation, and Spirit Realm matches."

"The Four Great Clans have a deep foundation, and their disciples have a solid foundation. The Ancient Stele Clan cannot be compared to them. Thus, in the Opening Spirit Competition, the Ancient Stele Clan has no chance of winning, and the Condensation Realm is the same."

"The only victor of the Ancient Tablet Gate is that old man, Su Mu." His combat power is very strong, and he might even have a forty percent chance of killing the Lan family in the Spirit Realm competition. "

When Zhou Qing heard this, his heart was moved.

When he was at the peak of the Spirit Opening Realm, he had once represented the Zhou Family and swept across people of the same level.

"In the ranking tournament, you'll need to obtain two victories in the competition of the three great realms."

Old man Feng stared at Zhou Qing and sneered: "Brat, if Su Mu is lucky and wins the Spirit Stage competition, if you can help the Ancient Tablet Sect surpass the Lan Clan in the Soul Condensation Stage competition, the position of the Lan Clan's four great clans will be replaced by the Ancient Tablet Sect."

"At that time, Su Mu won't have any complaints even if you soak in the Spirit Transformation Pool for three days and three nights."

As Old Ghost Feng's voice faded, Zhou Qing's face was expressionless. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad, but he could only sneer in his heart.

He had long heard that the Sect Leader of the ancient monument, Su Mu, hated demonic cultivators.

If Su Mu found out that he was a Demonic Cultivator, no matter how powerful his battle prowess was, he wouldn't be able to escape death.

Old man Feng hated him to the extreme, yet now he had answered every question he asked. His purpose was obvious!

However, he never would've thought that with the "Ten Thousand Spirit Curse", a heaven-defying technique, the aura of death would be able to transform without a gap with his spirit energy.

If Su Mu was able to hide even the Heaven's Eye Formation of the Wan An Merchant Guild, how could he have seen through it?

However, the words of Old Devil Feng was indeed a great opportunity.

The Spirit Transformation Pool could repair the damage to one's meridians, and once the position of the Four Great Clans was lost, the resources allocated to the cultivation of the Mysterious Sky Sect would be greatly reduced. It would also be a fatal blow to the Lan family.

However, there were also a lot of variables.

He was just an outsider, how could he make the placings for the ancient monument be handed over to him?

Also, his meridians were severely damaged. If he used too much spiritual energy, it could cause further damage. The only way to deal with this was to first enter the spirit pond to repair his meridians.

However, if he didn't help the ancient monument sect achieve victory in the Soul-Condensation Realm, what qualifications did he have to raise such a condition?

Zhou Qing pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered a piece of news about Su Mu.

If this was true, perhaps he would be able to obtain the opportunity to enter the Spirit Transformation Pool in advance …

However, this matter could only be confirmed after meeting Su Mu with his own eyes.

On the other side, Old Demon Feng's expression was also changing. It was unknown what he was planning.

Keeping these matters at the back of his mind for the time being, Zhou Qing asked him about the situation in the outside world.

When he found out that the entrance to the Ten Thousand Devil Cave was completely stable, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

If it was like before, then it was still a problem on how to get out of this damned place. But now, the Ten Thousand Devil Cave had returned to normal, so the large sects would definitely treat this place as a trial ground.

Once there were more people, it wouldn't be difficult to find an opportunity to get out.

While Zhou Qing was pondering, old man Feng had already walked to the side. He sat cross-legged and began to circulate his cultivation to heal his injuries.

With the death of the King Corpse, these corpse ghosts did not dare to enter the ghost fog core area, so this place was very safe.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing no longer hesitated, and drew out four Corpse Controlling Talismans one after another and inserted them into the Corpse King's body.

A moment later, the King Corpse's turbid eyes opened again, a flash of blood could be seen as it struggled to get up.

This scene once again alarmed Old Ghost Feng. He stared at Zhou Qing for a long time with a strange expression, but no one knew what he was thinking about.

Zhou Qing didn't pay any attention to him. When he felt the connection between him and the King Corpse, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

With the core of the Five Ghost Generals present, the following matter was very simple.

Controlling the King Corpse into the ghost fog, Zhou Qing's movements were very fast. One man and one corpse working together, he quickly captured four late stage Soul Formation corpse ghosts.

When he was in the Spirit Opening Realm, Zhou Qing could only control ghosts at the same level, but after breaking through to the Spirit Condensation level, he could even control ghosts at the same level.

However, he had to pay a corresponding price to control it.

Zhou Qing was at the mid stage of Soul Formation. Originally, he could control twenty mid stage Soul Formation corpse ghosts, but after controlling the peak of the Corpse King and the four late stage Soul Formation corpse ghosts, he had reached his limit.

However, once the Five Ghost Generals succeeded, their effects would far exceed that of twenty Corpse Devils. This was something Zhou Qing did not care about.

After gathering the five ghouls, Zhou Qing sat down cross-legged in the middle of the clearing and began refining the five ghouls.

Zhou Qing bit his tongue and spat out a drop of blood directly into the Corpse King's forehead.

The Corpse King was the core, so it required blood essence. As for the other four late stage Soul Formation corpse ghosts, they only needed ordinary blood.

As the blood entered the five Ghosts' bodies, Zhou Weiqing's Green Stone Spirit Bone emitted a faint black light, the Spiritual Energy in his body surged, and his hands quickly flew out in front of his body.

A moment later, a crimson corpse control spell was formed, and it was the size of a human head. It hovered in front of him, emitting a strange red light.

He took out another drop of blood essence and absorbed it into the Corpse Controlling Curse. The blood light became even more dazzling.

After continuously using two drops of blood essence, Zhou Qing's face had also turned somewhat pale. However, the corners of his mouth curved up in a smile.

The Corpse Control Curse, infused with blood essence, surged with spirit energy. After rotating slowly for a moment, it suddenly turned into five blood streaks that shot into the five corpse ghosts like lightning.

Ka ka …

The sound of rupturing came from the bodies of the four late stage Soul Condensation zombies. Their originally black skin began to crack and fall to the ground. Their new skin began to show a faint metallic luster.

The Corpse King did not change, but the red color on its body became more obvious.

In the next moment, Zhou Qing was struck by a thought.

These five specters had established a true connection with him, and could be used as if they were his hands.

The five Ghost Godly Generals succeeded!

Boom.

The five corpse ghosts' bodies were shrouded in the death aura. They opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes were as red as blood.

Five massive auras rose up and converged, their auras becoming even more shocking.

Old man Feng, who was sitting quietly at the side, also suddenly stood up, staring at Zhou Qing with a face full of shock.