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While completing this side mission, Feng Qing’an received a new mission, which was extremely rare. The moment it was released, it was completed by Feng Qing’an.

[Heavenly Beast Master·Side Mission: Dominating One Side]

[Requirement: Possess the combat power above six lord levels]

[Reward: “Primordial Spirit Sacrifice Skill”]

It is also a secret skill of a beast tamer to enhance the potential of the pet beast. However, compared to the characteristics of the Supreme Body of Ten Thousand Spirits, it seems quite weak. But unlike the Supreme Body of Ten Thousand Spirits, these secret skills can be performed in front of others without any hesitation, without worrying about anything.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of rushing rivers and streams echoed. The scene surrounding Feng Qing’an as he trained, standing atop the peak of the Heavenly Beast Master realm, was starkly different from his initial stages.

At this moment, the phenomenon around Feng Qing’an was the same as when he was practicing the “Six Yin Netherworld Immortal Scripture”. The cold spiritual Qi in this netherworld, like many rivers converging into the sea, cheerfully rushed into his body, eager to be refined by him, becoming part of the soul power that enhances his own foundation.

“The method of soul refining!”

Dong Huang gazed at Feng Qing’an, now enshrouded by a deep soul light, and felt a unique rhythm, murmuring softly.

For most cultivators in the cultivation world, although the soul truly exists, it is neither tangible nor visible.

Even with the gradual advancement of their realm, they can sense the existence of their own soul, but there are hardly any cultivators who dare to meddle with their own soul.

Even when it comes to nurturing and enhancing the soul, it involves only taking various rare resources or spiritual pills made from them. The most outrageous approach involves using a special cultivation skill to indirectly enhance the foundation of the soul.

However, the cultivation skill Feng Qing’an was practicing at this moment directly plundered various spirits from the world, refined them, and enhanced his own soul. Such a bold and direct way of cultivation, she could recall, when she first met Feng Qing’an, he was already practicing the soul skill.

“Ah!”

Feng Qing’an, who had fully mastered the five Soul Skills and wielded them freely, began to accumulate his soul power. Then he felt an invisible barrier— the barrier between the Heavenly Beast Master and the Beast Kings.

This was an extraordinarily novel experience for Feng Qing’an. He had never been stuck in a realm for such a long time, although he had expected this.

As he stepped into higher realms, his soul power transformed in quality and accumulated in his sea of consciousness, as vast as a large lake. Naturally, his cultivation speed gradually slowed down, and with each session of cultivation, he could hardly sense any noticeable growth.

Although he had obtained the “Primordial Spirit Holy Soul Skill”, a long time had passed and he had yet to step into the Beast Kings’ realm or condense the eleventh Soul Contract.

During his recent cultivation sessions, he had only been refining his soul power, strengthening his already condensed ten Soul Contracts.

However, thanks to his accumulation during that period, he was now daring to boldly claim, in front of Dong Huang, that he would break through on the spot, or, at the very least, break the Mysterious Phoenix Seal.

Otherwise, the constant suppressing of his vitality, preventing his abundant energy from being dispersed in his cultivation, was to avoid wasting his innate energy and delaying his cultivation. But what was he lacking now? He had plenty, and there was no need to worry about running out.

“I’ve been blocked for so long, it’s time to break through! If I keep getting blocked like this, it will be too disrespectful to my Supreme Body.”

Crack~

With an inaudible cracking sound only Feng Qing’an could hear, as if a seemingly immovable palace eon or an unbreakable fortress that had stood for a thousand years, its cracks appeared at this moment due to the unbearable pressure. The momentum of fragmentation could not be stopped and began to spread.

Boom!

The intangible barrier that had trapped Feng Qing’an for a long time, upon reaching its critical point, shattered with a loud thunder. The long-accumulated soul power, which was deep and nearly purple, ascended to the sky like a confined dragon at this moment.

The originally deeply dark and nearly purple soul power, at this moment, completely transformed, turning into a faint purple mist like cloud smoke, lingering around Feng Qing’an. It seemed as light as a feather, yet bore the weight strong enough to command over a thousand mountains.

At the very moment when the soul power thoroughly transformed, the eleventh Soul Contract that Feng Qing’an had always been longing for, took shape. There was no need for him to consciously condense it. It naturally formed, like a dazzling purple star, shimmering in the sea of his consciousness.

Clang, clang

The phoenix chirped again, but this time the sound of the phoenix was not as high-pitched as the previous two times, but carried a sense of determination. The ice-blue phoenix circled around Feng Qing’an one last time.

The magnificent yet imposing body then shattered in mid-air, turning into a rain of ice-blue light, and without a drop left, sprinkled onto Feng Qing’an, soaking his body and soul, giving Feng Qing’an a refreshed and invigorating feeling totally unlike before.

“Hahaha, I did it!”

The moment the Soul Contract was successfully formed, Feng Qing’an suddenly opened his eyes and laughed triumphantly. The purple soul light shone in his eyes, adding a bit of charm to his aura, making him seem less like a righteous figure.

“Dong Huang, I did it!”

“Hmm!”

You Huang Ghost Country’s lord responded. The youth’s wild laughter abruptly stopped, his eyes still shining with purple spiritual light, widened, and stared unblinkingly at the breathtaking sight before him, even unconsciously holding his breath.

At this moment, everything in the world had lost its color. Everything seemed non-existent in Feng Qing’an’s eyes, because a woman born of earth’s spiritual beauty and formed by the essence of the sun and moon, was standing bare before his eyes at this moment.

Her eyebrows were like ink paintings, her eyes were like stars, her neck was elegant, her skin was as white as snow, like jade, and her black hair reached her waist. This was a perfect beauty that should not exist in the world, so much so that even when beheld up close, it gave people a sense of utter surrealism.

Everything in the world had lost its color because of her, only she was bright and beautiful. Even the presumably experienced Feng Qing’an was dumbfounded at this moment, not knowing how to react.

“Heh!”

Seeing Feng Qing’an’s stunned posture, Dong Huang couldn’t help but chuckle lightly. Her demeanor seemed calm and composed, betraying no hint of abnormality, but the hand she stretched out was trembling slightly.

Dragon Prison!

A divine power cultivated not long ago was unleashed. The young man fell into the lord’s hands without resistance, then with a turn, as Feng Qing’an had done when he first came in, he was pressed down onto the soft couch.

The shock from his back made Feng Qing’an come back to his senses. Seeing the You Huang Ghost Country’s lord who had already come close, the young man’s expression changed and he hurriedly counterattacked.

Although he had been expecting this moment for a long time, and even guessed that the lord had long been prepared, and might even be looking forward to it more than he was, he didn’t expect it to be so straightforward…

The misty purple air floated in the spacious hall at some point, and the blood turbulence like a baby dragon on the soft couch was palpable. It was a spectacle naturally manifested after a young man, whose physical body could be compared to that of a big monster, invoked his intensely blood-vigour.

Hiss~

Despite the intense blood vigour burning around his body like a furnace, even with blood flames raging on, as soon as Feng Qing’an entered, he couldn’t help but shiver, and a bone-chilling cold ran through his whole body.

His body, now comparable to a powerful monster and could rival a warrior at the Mixed Element Realm, barely held up. Fortunately, the lord quickly noticed the young man’s anomaly, her head down, a soothing warmth like early spring spread out.

Gurgle! Gurgle!

Feng Qing’an quickly found a strategy. He drew the flame power from the Burning Sun Tree, circulating his vigorous blood, quickly dispelling the coldness that had invaded his body, and the near-frozen stiff body regained vitality.

But just when Feng Qing’an tried to go on the offensive, attempting to gain the upper hand, a wave of bone-chilling coldness surged like a tide and crushed all his resistance and struggle mercilessly.