The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 569: Chapter 333: Beheading the Arrogant, Gaining Another Immortal Device_2

“Hahahaha!”

Seeing the terrified expressions on the faces of those talented individuals, Feng Qing’an could not help but laugh triumphantly. Then, he swooped down and placed his hand on the rapidly shrinking bronze tower, which had lost its master.

As a unique soul power of a beast tamer, it invaded the divine tool within. The bronze tower, which was originally resisting, twitched suddenly. The layered divine light converged, allowing Feng Qing’an to drive his divine thoughts into its core and leaving his unique divine thought imprint.

“So obedient!”

On this rapidly changing battlefield, there was simply no time to refine an Immortal Treasure that far exceeded one’s realm. After confirming the ownership of the Immortal Treasure, Feng Qing’an pat the bronze tower, and the Flame Banner, which had just been engulfed by the tower, fell out from the base of the tower. Feng Qing’an caught it in his hand.

“You… ”

Upon seeing Feng Qing’an snatch an Immortal Treasure in such a short amount of time and leave his own imprint inside, even the experienced and knowledgeable geniuses were shaken and trembled.

“What a good treasure, thank you all for bestowing Immortal Treasures upon me today, I thank you in advance!”

Crowned with a divine bronze tower, adorned with cascading ethereal green light, the Nine Yang Spiritual Banner in his left hand, the Thunder Sea Divine Weapon in his right hand, and clad in golden dragon armor, Feng Qing’an was jubilant.

If he was angry just a moment ago because these talents considered him as prey, his gaze towards them now was that of a hunter looking at his prey.

For those who possess Daoist weapons, they might disdain Immortal Treasures, yet, for Feng Qing’an, any treasure with the word ‘Immortal’ in its grade was a valuable treasure. He could never have enough of them.

Clink!

The sound of metal collision rang out, and the iron chain stretched across the sky. A pitch-black chain, even with blotchy rust spots, snaked around Feng Qing’an like a black serpent.

“Retreat!”

Although they were all at the same level, Feng Qing’an had no sect or master, and he didn’t even have a decent Daoist divine skill.

However, for cultivators, Daoist divine skills are not absolute. If one has sufficient resources, a high-grade Immortal Treasure can determine the outcome.

“Too late!”

Watching these geniuses attempting to retreat, Feng Qing’an certainly didn’t know when to stop, pursuing relentlessly. Each one of these geniuses represented at least one Immortal Treasure, and the wealthy ones even had more than one.

“Fellow daoist, show mercy when you can!”

Accompanied by an angry phoenix crow, a youthful figure wrapped in layers of golden rope descended from the sky. His ancient eyes, which sharply contrasted with his youthful appearance, softly looked at Feng Qing’an.

“Senior, are you a Buddhist turned Daoist? Why are your words so annoying?”

Despite the celestial being blocking his way, Feng Qing’an had no intention of backing down. There was even a look of anticipation in his eyes, because the arrival of the celestial will couldn’t fundamentally resolve any problem.

The only thing the celestial will could control was everything that the body it descended upon possessed, nothing more.

“I simply can’t bear to see a young daoist continue to kill and make enemies. You have killed two already. If you kill more, you may become an enemy to all. Please rethink, fellow daoist, don’t let your anger cloud your judgment.”

Despite appearing very young, Tao Baibai now seemed like a gentle senior, advising the seething Feng Qing’an.

“In life, it is inevitable to face disappointments. Stepping back, you may see a broader perspective.”

“Well said. Senior, I presume you are aware of the cause and implication of this matter. As long as you call them back, make them kneel before me, apologize and admit their faults, this matter will be over. What do you think about that, senior?”

Feng Qing’an asked with a beaming smile.

“Fellow daoist, are you really unwilling to step back?”

“Senior, there is a chasm thousands of feet deep behind me, I can’t retreat!”

As he spoke, the electrifying Thunder Sea Halberd, swirling with thunderbolts and torrents, slashed towards the Taoist prodigy whose body was controlled by an immortal’s divine will.

“I can only move forward. Since you want to block my path, Senior, I will have to level everything in front of me, including you!”

“Good lad, such big words! Come, let’s see what you’ve got!”

Seeing Feng Qing’an waving his divine weapon, the immortal who had apparated his divine will, smiled lightly, using some unknown method to cause Tao Baibai’s aura to skyrocket in a short amount of time. Wielding a Binding Immortal Rope that possessed neither offensive nor defensive capabilities, he engaged in a face-off.

Competing with a prepared immortal in the same realm was so difficult for Feng Qing’an that he began to cede control, allowing Ming Long to take the lead while he played a supporting role. And yet, it was proving to be extremely tough.

The fierce martial arts combat style of fighting open-handedly and charging resolutely was simply unsuitable for fighting against this immortal. His power could crumble mountains and evaporate rivers, yet was effortlessly dismantled by the ever-changing rope in the hands of the immortal.

However, after an intense back-and-forth, Feng Qing’an quickly found a clue. He had a Qilin Beast of the demon king caliber as his backup. Any injury he sustained could be rapidly healed by harnessing the Ethereal Wood Green Qi.

But what about Tao Baibai? He might have some secret treasures, but maintaining combat strength a realm higher for a long time had a cost. Could a true disciple of Taoism truly afford such a price?

“They’ve all fled, continuing this fight is pointless, young fellow Daoist, shall we each take a step back?”

Not more than a quarter of an hour had passed since the battle started when Tao Baibai, who looked innocent yet spoke with the wisdom of age, proposed a truce, unwilling to be drawn into a protracted battle with Feng Qing’an.

“Senior, you can’t keep it up anymore, can you? In that case, hand the Binding Immortal Rope over to me and you can flee for your life. Perhaps you could even spare the life of your sect’s direct disciple.”

Feng Qing’an uttered with a wide grin on his face.

“Impudent youth!”

The Binding Immortal Rope was more suited for trapping rather than killing. Against Feng Qing’an, who had a myriad of divine weapons and immortal treasures protecting him, even a vestige of an immortal’s divine will could do little. Indeed, the immortal had no solution for Feng Qing’an.

Clang, clang——

The angry cries of a phoenix resounded, echoing endlessly. Youyou, temporarily bound by the divine will of the immortal using the Binding Immortal Rope, overflowed with malevolent intent upon hearing what Feng Qing’an had said.

“Ah!”

Under such circumstances, even the immortal couldn’t help but sigh. He could easily crush everything in sight when there wasn’t much of a gap in power thanks to his knowledge and experience across several realms. However, in the current situation, he was at a loss.

He didn’t know what was going on with the young man who claimed to be a wandering cultivator, but he knew one thing – Feng Qing’an’s physiognomy was exceptional, and he had other extraordinary secrets. It was astounding enough that he could subdue an Immortal Treasure instantly; even he would need some time to do the same.

“The Immortal Treasure and the disciple, Senior, please choose one. If you don’t want to let go of either, you will lose both. I trust you, Senior, you’re brave enough to face it!”

Feng Qing’an said cheerfully. At that moment, he was so laid-back that even an equal level Black Tortoise would have to call him big brother on sight.

“Impudent youth, if you have the guts, stay in this Cave Sky forever!”

The face of the true disciple from the Three Saints Village, who looked as innocent as a child, was now full of wrinkles. The immortal who descended his divine will didn’t dare to delay any longer. The gleaming golden Binding Immortal Rope in his hand was thrown out. Stretching thousands of meters, one end was entangling the Undead Nether Phoenix while the other was targeting Feng Qing’an.

“Tsk, how unfortunate!”

Seeing the plummeting life force of the true disciple, Feng Qing’an came to understand how the immortal was able to pin Youyou down with his mortal-shedding level cultivation. It turned out that when one doesn’t cherish one’s own life, they wouldn’t feel any heartache, either.

“Senior, if you have the guts, you can stay at the entrance of this Cave Sky forever!”

Feng Qing’an immediately retorted, though he had an unsaid sentence,

Let’s see, who has the longer lifespan!