Chapter 94

Bai Xianyin saw the change in Zhang Jian's brows and expression, her heart stirred, and she instantly guessed his thoughts. She was about to speak, but in a flash she closed her mouth, waiting for Zhang Jian's decision.

Faced with such a tremendous temptation, Zhang Jian's expression was difficult.

But he also knew that if he added the Soul-Fusing Seal to it, when the phoenix underwent Nirvana rebirth, it would likely resist violently, possibly causing unexpected complications.

He could imagine.

Ordinary spirits and monsters, once branded with a curse seal, would resist fiercely.

Not to mention the phoenix soul, which is of noble and pure nature, extraordinarily proud and divine beast.

"Perhaps this is the test?"

Zhang Jian's eyes flickered with rising and falling light.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Jian quickly still decided to give up.

To tell the truth, the temptation of controlling a divine beast is truly too great.

What kind of existence is a divine beast?

If one could control it in hand, it would be like having an extra trump card in one's hand.

The benefits are too great.

But he still made up his mind.

Firstly, the success rate is not high.

Secondly, what Zhang Jian desires more is longevity; being able to successfully control a phoenix would certainly be good for him, but failure might cause him to miss out on longevity, and Zhang Jian is unwilling to bear such a loss.

Giving up such a temptation is because the temptation of longevity is even greater.

Seeing Zhang Jian give up his intention, Bai Xianyin's jade countenance also showed some surprise. She glanced at Zhang Jian, knowing that cultivators who can restrain their own greed and desires are not many.

"Young Master has a firm and resolute nature, skilled at avoiding misfortune and seeking fortune, understands taking and letting go, indeed he is a seed of immortality, no wonder the master sent me to receive and guide him!"

Bai Xianyin's face showed an inexplicable joy.

On that side, Zhang Jian hesitated slightly, then decisively threw the Phoenix Soul Pearl into the Feng Ling Ghost King's body to merge with it.

Only seen, the Phoenix Soul Pearl merged into the Feng Ling Ghost King's body, instantly like injecting a strong heart stimulant, the originally dim black flames on the Feng Ling Ghost King's body surface began to expand outward.

Through the Spirit-Tying Seal, Zhang Jian faintly felt that the Feng Ling Ghost King's soul was rapidly expanding.

It was originally a colossal being.

Now it is like a mountain.

An invisible, vast pressure emanated, filling the entire interior of the mountain's phoenix cave.

Zhang Jian and the other person also had to retreat more than ten zhang!

At the same time, through the感应 of the Spirit-Tying Seal in the Phoenix Soul Pearl, Zhang Jian clearly sensed that after merging with the Phoenix Soul Pearl, the Feng Ling Ghost King's originally dark soul now seemed to have gained a thread of seven-colored light at this moment.

"Perhaps this is the phoenix's true nature?"

This thought arose, Zhang Jian did not dare to be slow, taking advantage of the moment when the phoenix's true nature emerged, he again produced a seven-colored feather in his hand.

This seven-colored feather emitted seven-colored brilliant light in his hand.

Phoenix feather!

Enduring the reluctance of the treasure leaving his body, Zhang Jian casually transformed the seven-colored feather into a seven-colored ray of light, shooting it into the Feng Ling Ghost King's body, which was slowly rising into the air.

The seven-colored feather entered the body, and the black phoenix in the air immediately let out a loud cry, faintly carrying joy!

The ferocious and mournful aura around it dissipated!

"Cry!"

And at the moment the seven-colored feather merged into the phoenix soul, the golden light within the phoenix soul also continuously expanded, even beginning to penetrate the Feng Ling Ghost King's soul within.

It even caused the Feng Ling Ghost King to let out a miserable cry.

Seeing this scene, both of them realized the seriousness.

The Feng Ling Ghost King still looked like it would perish.

Bai Xianyin's expression was also extremely shocked: "Young Master, what is your family's treasure, that it is so domineering, even the phoenix soul's natal divine fire cannot dispel or refine it?!"

"I don't know either..."

Zhang Jian, seeing this scene, also frowned.

If that golden light does not disperse, wouldn't he have wasted his efforts?

Seeing the phoenix pierced through by the golden light, about to burst apart.

Zhang Jian's heart leapt, holding a trying attitude, he shouted loudly.

"Please, Ancestor, withdraw your divine power!"

Boom—!

Amid the mournful cries, in midair, the Feng Ling Ghost King's body was still burning with intense golden light, which did not cease but instead continued to expand.

"Useless!"

Zhang Jian frowned, but after a moment his expression shifted, yet he saw that the intense golden light expanding around the Feng Ling Ghost King's body suddenly underwent a drastic change in an instant.

It began to gradually contract, and in just a moment it turned into a golden light and vanished.

"This also works!"

Zhang Jian stared at this scene, somewhat dumbfounded.

Beside him, Bai Xianyin also gazed at this scene with doubtful uncertainty.

At the same time, her gaze showed surprise as she looked at Zhang Jian.

What background does this Young Master of our family have, that a single shout could cause that terrifying golden light to retreat?

And in midair, having freed itself from the suppression of that terrifying golden light all over its body, the Feng Ling Ghost King's body interior gradually began to flow out a layer of seven-colored light, countless seven-colored lights transforming into surging fierce flames.

The seven-colored light enveloped, Zhang Jian clearly felt that deep within the Feng Ling Ghost King, that cluster of intense darkness seemed to be slowly fading, losing its color.

The power of resentment against heaven and earth was retreating, replaced by a layer of holy, intense power.

That should be the power of the phoenix itself.

"Success!"

Sensing this scene, Zhang Jian took a deep breath at this moment, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

It seems that this time bomb inside and outside Fengyang Prefecture has really been defused by him.

Only to see the boundless seven-colored divine light gradually enveloping the true form of the Fengling Ghost King, and the seven-colored divine flame gradually turning into a giant egg.

The spiritual energy deep within the Shuangfeng Mountain Range gradually gathered toward this zhang-high phoenix egg.

And almost at the same time, invisible omens began to appear deep within Fengchao Mountain.

The boundless resentment light pillar filling the interior of Fengchao Mountain, after slightly stagnating, suddenly began to collapse, as if losing support.

The resentment river flowing deep within Fengchao Mountain seemed to gradually lose its source of pull, beginning to disperse in all directions.

Moreover, boundless auspicious clouds and propitious vapors gradually began to condense deep within Fengchao Mountain.

These were various omens manifested by the continuous condensation of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy.

And at this moment, within the prefectural city.

In the Weiwei Daoist Temple, Dongming Laozu was still feasting with numerous guests in the temple, and during the banquet, some guests took the opportunity to seek instruction on the classics of the Dongshen Guan and part of its marvelous methods; Dongming Laozu, seizing the chance, also casually pointed out a thing or two.

But in an instant, his expression suddenly changed, his figure sprang up from the seat, his gaze turned toward the direction of Fengchao Mountain in the Shuangfeng Mountain Range, he stepped out of the main hall and arrived before the Yunlou of the Daoist temple.

Numerous Daoists inside the main hall watching this scene were momentarily startled; Yuhé Daoist sensed something amiss and quickly rose to follow.

But after just a glance, Dongming Laozu's expression suddenly sank, and he shouted at Yuhé Daoist, who was hurrying over from behind.

"Is that not the old nest of the Fengling Ghost King?"

Seeing what he pointed to with his hand, Yuhé Daoist quickly nodded and said.

"Grandmaster Uncle, indeed this is the place; what has happened?"

Upon hearing this, Dongming Laozu's expression changed, and he angrily said.

"You have ruined my great affair!"

His figure transformed into a blue streak of light, instantly shooting rapidly toward the direction of Fengchao Mountain.

Yuhé Daoist was somewhat puzzled, but seeing the boundless auspicious clouds gradually appearing on Fengchao Mountain at this moment, he knew something must have occurred within Fengchao Mountain, causing Dongming Laozu's attitude to change so drastically.

He therefore hurriedly followed closely behind.