Demon Taming: Start by synthesizing a Lantern Ghost with Divine and Demonic Talents

Chapter 225, Sections 234: The King
As the talent of the Burning Lamp advanced, its spell seeds were also synthesized and elevated to a level they should not have existed before—supernatural powers.

The biggest changes are undoubtedly the same few things.

The highest level of the Earthly Fiend Divine Power is only the eighth rank, which corresponds to the eighth or ninth level of the Earthly Fiend Divine Power.

The 'Phantom Clone' technique has reached the top level of the Earthly Fiends. Although the number of clones has not changed qualitatively, the control over the laws of clones has reached a point of complete mastery.

His mastery of the Phantom and Doppelganger rules has reached its peak; he is just one step away from condensing the Heavenly Gang Dao Fruit.

'Beacon Fire' needs to be used in conjunction with 'Phantom Clone', and it is not just for warning and reconnaissance.

Once unleashed, it becomes an overwhelming array—the Curtain of the End.

A continuously spreading curtain of darkness will appear, covering an entire area or a specific target. The area covered by the curtain will become a zone of absolute silence, where sound cannot travel, senses are confused, movements are slowed, and life force seems to be frozen and gradually dissipates. Within this curtain of the end, all vitality and life force, the speed of movement and thought of all living beings, will be greatly reduced. If they cannot transcend this state for a long time, they will all fall into silence.

During the period of giving back, the team's journey did not stop.

While secretly capturing the Lantern Ghost, he had already discovered the whereabouts of the high-ranking undead, so this time he went straight to his destination.

War was imminent.

It was a sixth-tier zombie king, with a bear's head and body, yet it walked upright like a bear-human hybrid—its former human form. It rode a two-headed black giant wolf king, and commanded a massive army of 100,000 zombies, all in beast form, and none of them were below the fourth tier.

"attack!"

The war of the undead is a major event in the Ghost Realm, but in the Death Realm, it's nothing.

'Beacon fires and smoke signals!'
The curtain of darkness parted, transforming into a vibrant black mist that rapidly expanded, with countless lantern ghost clones flickering within. Li Chunfeng's three hundred undead servants led an army of tens of thousands of undead, clashing head-on with the zombie army.

For Li Chunfeng, war was a form of spiritual practice.

In the cultivation of the soul, there is no faster way than directly 'devouring the soul'.

The zombie army fell into the darkness, like falling into an asphalt pool, the more they struggled, the deeper they sank.

The sixth-tier Corpse Bear King was extremely angry, howling loudly. The two-headed black giant wolf king it was riding also roared and charged forward with all four hooves flying.

When they merged, they resembled an invincible tank cavalry, rampaging and crushing all the undead forces in their path.

Ordinary undead are far weaker than the Corpse Bear King, and even when trapped in the darkness, it is not afraid of being ganged up on. Black light rises around its body, easily blocking all attacks without causing any harm to itself.

"Since it's a sixth-order rank, we should naturally show it respect."

Li Chunfeng could also see that this Corpse Bear King was quite powerful. The black light on its body that made it impervious to blades and spears was obviously at the level of a supernatural power. Therefore, he did not send the fifth-order undead servant that he had just managed to summon to its death.

The undead army's defenses were suffering heavy casualties and were on the verge of collapse when, at the critical moment, a chubby little man in purple appeared above them.

The chubby little boy had a round head and a big belly, looking incredibly adorable. With his clumsy hands pulling in front of his chest, a jet-black 'Spear of Night' was drawn out from his fair little hands.

Infinite shadows appeared on this spear, then slowly emerged.

"Buzz!"

The earthquake shattered the earth, and the Corpse Bear King ceased its roar.

Its powerful black light defense was broken, and a hole was pierced in the Corpse King's body. The shadow power in the hole was like a venomous snake, drilling into the depths of its body.

"Roar--"

The Corpse Bear King was furious.

Finally unleashing its power, although its body did not appear particularly robust, the strength it contained was astonishing. Its two-headed giant wolf leaped up and charged towards Ran Deng.

It was just a small test with the lamp, but the Spear of Night worked quite well.

Despite the approaching Corpse King, it showed no fear, its eyes flashing with purple lightning that eventually transformed into a crescent moon like a hook.

The Corpse Bear King's large hand was about to land on Ran Deng, but for some reason, he suddenly shuddered.

In an instant, an immense pressure descended. The soul fire within the Corpse Bear King's skull jerked violently, as if it had encountered an extremely terrifying nemesis, its very thoughts nearly freezing. It tried to escape, but found its body somewhat out of its control.

"Buzz!"

With a wave of his hand, Ran Deng conjured two purple crescent moons, each splitting into one and falling into the bodies of the Corpse Bear King and the Two-Headed Black Wolf Corpse King, respectively. Strangely, these two crescent moons caused them no harm whatsoever; they vanished the instant they touched them.

The two sixth-tier corpse kings trembled and could not maintain their flying posture, crashing to the ground from the sky.

The two-headed black wolf zombie king was already in a state of delirium and unable to move.

The Corpse Bear King was no ordinary creature to become a Corpse King in the realm of the dead. Despite such a bizarre attack, it struggled and refused to yield, its stubborn head held high.

Ignoring the angry look in Ran Deng's eyes, he then saw Ran Deng pulling on something with all his might, as if he were in a tug-of-war with someone.

After a brief stalemate, the hand suddenly loosened, and the two crescent hooks were pulled out again.

Along with them were two sixth-tier Yin spirits who were also pulled out.

It immediately opened its mouth and swallowed. The two powerful sixth-order Yin Gods showed fear on their faces. The Yin God of the two-headed wolf king was swallowed whole without any resistance.

He didn't swallow the other one. With a flick of his hand, a chain appeared out of thin air, binding the Yin spirit of the Corpse Bear King and dragging it into the mist. In the next instant, it arrived in front of Li Chunfeng.

"Master! Eat!"

Li Chunfeng smiled and patted Randeng's round head.

He did not give such an order to Ran Deng. A sixth-tier corpse king can naturally summon necromancy, but it is just a little more difficult.

But we've already eaten them, so what's the big deal?

Li, of course, wouldn't be polite to Ran Deng's offering. He opened his mouth and swallowed the terrified Corpse Bear King's Yin Spirit in one gulp, just like Ran Deng. The Yin Spirit seemed to taste alright; he chewed it a few more times as if savoring the memory, and then his soul power surged.

With a little trial, he easily subdued two sixth-tier corpse kings.

The power of the 'Great Soul Devouring Technique' and 'Soul Pressure' is terrifying.

Sweeping through the enemy ranks, Li Chunfeng's forces remained small, numbering only a little over 100,000 undead. Often, just as one wave of casualties was about to fall, new troops would immediately join, and the number of fifth-tier undead minions gradually accumulated.

time flies.

He unknowingly entered the heart of the territory.

Suddenly, they sensed a powerful surge of divine soul energy rushing towards them, seemingly filled with rage, its strength far exceeding that of the sixth rank.

Li Chunfeng sensed the intensity of this divine thought and was startled.

The distance of the other party's spiritual perception was far greater than his own, and his own spiritual perception was also dissipated with a bang when it encountered this spiritual fluctuation.

Even his undead servants seemed to be terrified, their fear no less than when they faced him.

Although he had a premonition, Li Chunfeng was still taken aback by the scene he actually faced. On the vast battlefield, the undead legion, which had been fighting fiercely just moments before, was now completely devoid of upright figures. They were all prostrate on the ground, trembling under a powerful pressure.

Even his undead servants were powerless to resist. Although they didn't prostrate themselves like the other undead legions, their bodies were forced to shrink by half, teetering on the verge of collapse. And all of this was caused by a mere fluctuation of divine soul.

In a daze, Li Chunfeng seemed to see a tall Bone Spirit Lord in the far distance, wearing a crown of thorns and white bones, sitting high on a throne covered with bone spikes.

Having spent so long in the realm of the dead, all the undead I've seen are either naked or covered in rotten flesh. Even the Corpse Bear King, a thousand-year-old corpse king, only has a two-headed black wolf as his mount, and his equipment is pitifully meager. This is the first time I've seen a bone spirit dressed in clothes and wearing a crown. Judging from its attire and the aura it exudes, it resembles an invincible emperor.

Thorn Bone Spirit Lord.

Although he did not turn his head to look in this direction, Li Chunfeng could feel that the other party's divine sense was observing him, and the powerful fluctuations of his divine soul were constantly impacting and pressuring him, attempting to weaken his will and make him submit.

Fortunately, Li Chunfeng's Yin spirit had been refined to its limit, and he had also begun to grasp the laws of the soul.

Although it lacked the means to retaliate, it was still able to barely contend with it, standing there calmly with a normal expression, lest it make a fool of itself on the spot and be subdued by its tyranny.

After an invisible contest, the Thorn Bone Spirit Lord's soul pressure had no effect on him, a Yin God Realm cultivator. With a muffled groan, the surging soul shockwave receded like a tide.

In the far distance, the ancient Thorn Lord, who had stood for ten thousand years, slowly turned his body to face him across the vast void.

Although the two were far apart, Li Chunfeng sensed something and Yao Yao met his gaze.

The creature was about five meters tall, not much larger than other zombies or bone spirits, but its skeleton was extraordinary, and when clad in armor, it looked remarkably human. If it wore a mask, there would be no trace of its undead nature. At this moment, its eyes, glowing with soul fire, emitted boundless light, which was extremely terrifying.

Arrogant and proud, with unparalleled strength—that's how Li Chunfeng described it.

A seventh-order existence.

"Fourth-tier versus seventh-tier? You're kidding."

Li Chunfeng knew he was quite capable, but he was also self-aware.

Even with the Heavenly Gang Dao Fruit in hand, it is not enough to rely on fighting across three major realms.

Strictly speaking, since Randeng and Taiyi are both fifth-order, he himself can naturally be considered a fifth-order as well.

But a fifth-order opponent against a seventh-order opponent is nothing short of a joke.

He's capable of fighting a sixth-tier opponent, but a seventh-tier opponent is already a powerhouse in the upper three tiers.

It's not something you can easily challenge beyond your level.

"The matter of the Bone Plains can only end here."

Just as Li Chunfeng was thinking this, he was about to tuck his tail between his legs and run away.

"I am Gahasan Angulo, the Fifth Thorn Bone Spirit Lord." This message suddenly echoed in his mind.

The fifth Bone Spirit Lord means there are at least four more Bone Spirit Lords who are ten thousand years old.

"I am the Immortal Wind, the Sovereign of the Soul Path."

Unable to ascertain its intentions, Li Chunfeng could only try to make his tone sound as firm as possible. When traveling, one's identity is determined by oneself.

"They," the Bone Spirit Lord slightly raised his chin towards the prostrate undead, "are all your subordinates?"

"Yes," Li Chunfeng replied somewhat nervously.

"Then I, Gahasan Angulo, the Fifth Thorn Bone Spirit Lord, challenge you on behalf of the Ten Lords!"

The words trailed off.

That thought then dissipated.

Li Chunfeng's movements were also extremely fast. In an instant, he gathered his eight hundred fifth-tier undead servants and instantly stored them into his dark aperture with a single scroll of his inner world.

Immediately, the purple divine chains flashed in his eyes, and the laws of the soul fluctuated, instantly clearing away all divine sense information.

After doing all this, he disappeared into the void.

The space where they had just stood collapsed, completely erasing even the last traces of spatial travel.

A few breaths later, a giant skeletal hand descended from the sky, slamming the battlefield of bones into a cloud of dust.

When the smoke and dust cleared, there was no longer a single intact corpse in the scene.

The hundreds of thousands of undead soldiers who were just prostrate on the ground were all crushed by the skeletal hand.

Only wisps of soul fire remained, drifting aimlessly from the ashes scattered across the sky.

half an hour.

A pair of ghostly eyes appeared in the sky, shooting out two beams of light that swept across every corner of the battlefield, but found no trace of anything.

Ghost Eyes closed slightly, then reluctantly scanned the area once more, finally focusing on the location of the collapsed space.

After finding nothing, the pair of ghostly eyes completely disappeared into the sky.

Fairy Cave.

A black dot appeared out of thin air, then spun and expanded into a vortex.

The vortex vanished instantly as Li Chunfeng's figure emerged from it.

Li Chunfeng stepped out of the cave, his eyes thoughtful.

That region wasn't ruled by five lords, but by ten.

He did escape quickly enough, but the Bone Spirit Lord also sent a mental message when he declared war at the last moment.

The challenges between Bone Spirit Lords also have their own rules.

"Since ancient times, according to the laws of the Netherworld, only ten lords can exist in a single Netherworld, each leading their own undead legion. In this Netherworld, any newly emerging lord-level powerhouse must challenge one of the ten lords. The victor succeeds as the new lord, while the loser loses everything and is banished from this Netherworld by their soul fire, awaiting rebirth."

This challenge doesn't care whether you agree or not.

Although the realm of the dead is vast, it has already been claimed by forces of all sizes.

Newcomers either face challenges step by step according to the rules, or they get ganged up on and beaten.

What interested Li Chunfeng was...

The other party clearly regarded him as another lord-level being.

Is it because he is believed to have the strength to become a lord, or because his contract with undead servants fulfills some kind of challenge condition?

Regardless of which one it is, be more careful next time you enter the realm of the dead.

It might be attacked by several seventh-tier undead as soon as it appears.

The undead minions were not fully recruited; eight hundred fifth-tier undead minions were still an extremely powerful force.

This power was something that could only be hoped for but never attained in the previous life.

With such a powerful undead army, even without Ran Deng by his side, he is undoubtedly a summoning-style soul cultivator.

(End of this chapter)