Spirit Vessel

Ten thousand "Sen Luo Black Robes" guarded this place on top of sixteen Supreme Elders sitting the floating black palace. Their body was resplendent like sixteen gods in a temple.

There were also six Giants, evident by their faint aura. This was the reason why the Feng seniors didn't dare to do anything. The slightest mistake would result in their clan's demise.

A group of pretty girls was led out this time just like Feng Qingyu. They were from the direct branch, daughters of city lords and leaders. The once pampered ladies were now prisoners.

Their fathers and uncles were all dead. They were only spared because they were pretty girls.

There was 136 of them total. Half were around twelve to sixteen. They were pale and trembling with fear. Each of them was as pretty and charming as a flower.

The heretics here became excited with perverted laughter. Their eyes peered at these beautiful girls and wanted nothing more than to rush up and have their way with them.

Wan Xiangcen smiled again: "Feng seniors, as you can see, our cultivators are salivating at the sight of your daughters…"

Someone couldn't help but shout from inside the ancestral ground: "Demoness, touch them and we'll fight to the very last man."

She covered her mouth and laughed: "Don't be angry now and no need to fear about not having descendants. Even if all your men die, our several thousands of cultivators will help you pass on the seed. Haha, what are you waiting for, strip their clothes."

Xiangcen smirked. She knew that these ancestors could handle a slaughter but not this humiliating rape. Otherwise, even if the Feng were to survive this disaster, they wouldn't be able to lift their head again in the cultivation world.

She already had the psychological advantage in the beginning.

"Haha, we've been waiting for the order!" A group of heretics howled like wolves and rushed for the girls.

"No, no, ancestors, save us!"

"Grandpa, save me!"

"Boom!" The celestial formation was finally opened. A door made from light appeared and an old man came out. He unleashed a ray from his finger and directly blew those heretics flying with blood spurting out from their mouth.

They helplessly drifted like the leaves during autumn. More than twenty heretics were killed on the spot with blood flowing from their seven orifices. The others were seriously injured and unable to stand up.

Xiangcen didn't become angry since the big fish had finally bite.

"Haha, Feng Hanyao, you old turtle has finally shown your face. Come, let me send you off to the afterlife." A Giant flew over from the darkness. This person had a bright red armor and unleashed a palm strike at the old man.

Feng Hanyao was one of the three ancestors of the Feng. He has lived for more than eight hundred years so he didn't have much vitality left. Nevertheless, he was still a Giant.

He took out an exquisite cauldron with two handles and four corners, engraved with ancient words and endowed with great spirituality. This was one of the clan's three spirit treasures with the name "Jin River Cauldron". It was excavated from the river and had been rotten to an indiscernible shape.

It contained the power of the earth after being taken out by an old ancestor. He then refined it into a fist-sized cauldron.

Feng Hanyao fluttered in the wind like a leaf and attacked with the cauldron, killing many heretics.

The Giant's bloody palm strike finally struck the cauldron, creating a loud explosion.

"Pluff!" Hanyao was too old so this palm strike made him vomit blood. He turned in order to escape.

A second palm strike came about and stained the sky red with waves. Each attack made Hanyao cough out blood.

"Haha! You're too weak. Even a spirit treasure won't do save you from me today!" This Giant was one of the Seventh Hall's protector with the name, Lu Jun. He had cultivated for five hundred years and was among the top five in terms of power.

The battle between two Giants was devastating. Mountains shattered with boulders running everywhere. The trees shattered into pieces from the deathly shockwaves.

Hanyao couldn't stop Lu Jun's barrage. Even the crest on his head broke so his white hair draped down in a messy manner.

Feiyun watched indifferently. He had no love for the three ancestors of the Feng; they were three greedy bastards. In order to seize the gown, they expelled him from the clan on top of imprisoning his grandfather and trying to catch his father.

In order to refine the gown, they even wanted to kill him. He didn't forget about this feud just yet. Even if the Seventh Hall didn't kill these three dogs, he would do so later given the chance.

So what if it was unfilial? They were the ones to start this mess. However, he didn't have the same hatred towards the other children of the clan and would even help them at times.

"Lu Jun! Your Seventh Hall is going too far, you only want the Nine Doves Gown, right? Why did you have to kill our prodigies too?" A yellow light came from the ancestral ground. The second ancestor of the Feng joined the fray and fought against Lu Jun with Hanyao.

The two of them barely stopped Lu Jun.

Lu Jun became increasingly fierce as the one-versus-two battle waged on. His aura materialized into physical clouds as he laughed wildly: "Geezers, you're not any better than us since you wanted to kill your own junior just to have the gown."

The Feng Giants' expression soured. They used their spirit treasure and attacked Lu Jun at the same time. The soil on the ground was flipped over like a tsunami.

This was a high-level battle, causing spectators to palpitate. If anyone interfered without being Giants themselves, they would be killed in a matter of seconds.

The scene outside the Celestial Paradise was a mess now.

Feiyun's eyes became serious. He saw a girl running out from the ancestral ground. She was around fourteen years of age with a pretty face. Her eyes were round and shiny like two crystal grapes.

He didn't recognize her at first until he saw the white kitty in her embrace. That confirmed that this beautiful girl was Little Demoness.

After two years, the little girl that used to follow him has grown taller. Even her breasts were bigger now. After hitting adolescence, she turned from a little loli into a beautiful maiden.

Who would expect that this elegant maiden was the evil Little Demoness?

She took out a purple pouch with gold inlays. A group of purple cloud flew out and enveloped the girls from the Feng.

"Return!" The clouds receded like the tide back into the pouch. She tied it up and put it back on her slender waist and shouted, "mission accomplished!"

"How bold, you dare to save them? Come back here!" Wan Xiangcen turned into a rain of flower and rushed towards Little Demoness.

Twelve old men at Heaven's Mandate followed her like twelve black fogs sweeping over.

"Haha, come then! I'll give it back if you can catch me. Wow, you smell so good, I can't take it!" She licked her lips and stared at Xiangcen for a bit before escaping.

"Meow!" The white kitty jumped out from her chest with a white light. When the light dissipated, the white kitty became as big as a tiger with nine tails with the word "king" on its forehead.

"Beauty, bye bye now!" Little Demoness sat on Whitey's back. Four fiery plumes ignited on the beast's legs as it flew to the sky. The girl even turned back and waved at Xiangcen.

Whitey's speed was unbelievable. Even someone like Xiangcen couldn't catch up and could only watch Little Demoness run away.

"Little Demoness, I'll wipe that smile off your face one day." Xiangcen landed on top of a hill and stared coldly at the escaping kitty.

Her black hair was fluttering in the cold autumn wind. Even her hair was full of fragrance. Her complexion was shining like jade beneath the moonlight. Her sculpted brows belonged to the heaven.

When she was about to head back, a cough came from behind. It was a very rough and hoarse sound as if the guy was about to cough out his organs.

"Who?!" She was startled. Someone had actually managed to come this close to her undetected.

A sickly man slowly walked out from the darkness with his sleeve covering his mouth. He was still coughing all the same but his eyes were especially bright, just like two stars.

The smirk on his face would scare any woman in this world.