Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming

Undoubtedly, the power of the Netherworld Water was extremely potent, especially against these ordinary Undead; it was truly a deadly weapon that proved unstoppable.

Even the Ghost that was comparable to the Dharma Image Realm, out of greed, failed to retreat in time. As a result, once the Netherworld Water washed over its Soul Body, it immediately got swept into the Netherworld, leaving no suspense.

Unless this Ghost had become a Death God, it would be virtually impossible for it to break free from the Netherworld’s pull, even if this stream of Netherworld Water wasn’t particularly large. Moreover, in the water, numerous vengeful spirits were reaching out to drag every soul they could accompany them. Searᴄh the ηovёlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

However, Qin Feng’s attempt to rescue was a little too late.

Or one might say, he hadn’t expected this Vine Demon to be so popular. In just a moment, tens of thousands of Undead had gathered around the Soul Devouring Vine Demon, and many couldn’t squeeze through. Desperate for vitality, they started fighting and biting each other.

Additionally, with the presence of Dharma Image Realm Ghosts and many Undead of the Purple Mansion Realm, the Vine Demon was gravely injured in a short time. Not only was its body severely damaged, but its Origin was also nearly depleted. Were it not for the presence of the Life Principle giving it incredible tenacity, it would have been siphoned dry by the many Ghost Items.

Qin Feng frowned and waved his hand, drawing the remaining part of the Vine Demon back in front of him. His hands emitted a white glow as he deployed his Healing Divine Power on the Soul Devouring Vine Demon, trying to restore vitality within its body to help it recover.

However, his potent Healing Divine Power only made the Soul Devouring Vine Demon slightly more comfortable for a moment, and then, like a stone sinking into the ocean, it was unable to restore much of the Vine Demon.

He understood that this Vine Demon had been drained by too many Undead; its Origin was too severely damaged to be restored by his Healing Divine Power.

After all, the Soul Devouring Vine Demon was proficient in the Life Principle and excelled at Regeneration Divine Power. Compared to its Innate Divine Ability, his healing techniques had a fundamental discrepancy, making it of course difficult to fully recover it.

At that moment, Qin Feng felt helpless about the Vine Demon’s injuries. He was still engaged in combat with numerous Undead and it wasn’t the time to ponder how to heal it, so he had to set aside the Vine Demon for now and concentrate on manipulating the Netherworld Water to attack other Undead.

As for the other Spiritual Beasts, it might not be a problem, but the situation with the White Dragon was very precarious. He did not want the White Dragon to end up in the same predicament as the Soul Devouring Vine Demon, so he decided to first focus on the immediate situation and deal with these Undead.

The constant sound of gushing water rose, as Netherworld Water controlled by Qin Feng continuously flowed through the Void, sweeping up all the Undead that couldn’t escape in time.

No matter how large the form of the Undead was, once covered by the water, they would immediately vanish without a trace, disappearing into the Netherworld Water.

This display of might instantly made countless Undead wary, with the intelligent ones beating a hasty retreat. Even the mindless Undead would instinctively sense fear.

Even if some powerful Undead didn’t believe in the threat and tried to use Spells to shatter this stream of Netherworld Water, their spells could only cause a few splashes. Ultimately, they were unable to stop the flow of Netherworld Water, and the Death Qi within their spells would quickly assimilate into the Netherworld Water upon entering, rendering their efforts useless.

Thus, before long, the Netherworld Water swept across the entire valley, resolving the crisis for the White Dragon, gathering the other spiritual Beasts, and with the assistance of the Netherworld Water, even the Hellhound utterly routed its opponents and killed a powerful Monster soul.

The only disappointment for the Hellhound was that after the Monster soul was entangled by the Netherworld Water, it disappeared into the Netherworld without a trace, giving the Hellhound no chance to devour it.

However, it did not dare to rush into the Netherworld to fight for the feast and even kept a considerable distance away.

Living in the Undead Realm year-round, the Hellhound harbored a profound dread of the Netherworld Water, sensing the might it contained and the spite and power emanating from the countless wronged souls within. This innate fear prevented it from daring to come close.

Had it not been under the newly acknowledged mastery of Qin Feng, it would have long since fled this place.

However, it was precisely this that intensified the Hellhound’s already fervent devotion to Qin Feng. It seemed the master possessed not only an immensely powerful Divine Artifact, but also such formidable abilities to effortlessly annihilate so many Undead—truly an overwhelming force!

Looking up at its owner with adoration in its eyes, the Hellhound felt utterly fortunate.

It was exceptionally sensitive to souls and could feel that its master was very young, both in body and soul.

Youth meant boundless possibilities.

This indicated its master had tremendous potential for future growth. If all went well, just with that Divine Artifact and the currently rampaging Netherworld Water that was exterminating the Undead across the valley, the master would quickly become an overlord of this Undead Realm.

Together with its help and that of other Spiritual Beasts, the Hellhound believed the day when its master would reign supreme over the Undead Realm was fast approaching.

With this thought, its canine eyes squinted slightly, filled with longing for the day when it would become the most devoted of its master’s minions, conquering far and wide, majestic and commanding, receiving the worship of countless Undead.

Then, it could do nothing and, when hungry, a queue of Undead would willingly walk into its mouth one after another…

Just imagining such a scenario excited it!

This Hellhound, having grown up in the Undead Realm and never seen the outside world, was aware of its limited experience and merely hoped for Qin Feng to dominate this land, never considering anything beyond.

Qin Feng had no idea that his newly acquired Fierce Beast harbored such an intricate inner drama, aspiring to be his most faithful lackey.

He continued to control the Netherworld Water, and with the cooperation of a group of Spiritual Beasts, he swiftly slaughtered most of the Undead at the Ghost General level and above, also entangling numerous ordinary Undead within the Netherworld Water.

Ordinary Undead caught his attention hardly ever escaped the relentless chase of the Netherworld Water, so it didn’t take long for the valley to empty out.

Those Ghost Items with Spiritual Intelligence knew when they were outmatched and that they could no longer take advantage, so they chose to retreat one after another.

The oppressive force of the Netherworld Water was simply too great, not to mention the Hellhound and other Spiritual Beasts easily preying on several formidable Undead.

Although the Undead had already died once, deep down, they were unwilling to face death again. After all, if they were slain while only being a Soul Body, they would be left with absolutely no trace of their soul’s presence.

So, the powerful among the Undead retreated en masse.

With the powerful High Rank Undead all gone, the remaining ordinary Undead scattered like birds and beasts.

Qin Feng’s divine sense swept across, ensuring that no undead remained inside or outside the valley; even those ordinary undead that fled the valley subconsciously stayed far away. Soon, within dozens of miles around the valley, not a single wandering spirit could be seen—they had all hidden far away.

With a beckoning gesture, the Netherworld Water flowed into his sleeve with a gurgling sound and vanished from sight under the watchful eyes of the Hellhound!

The Hellhound was filled with adoration. The Netherworld Water, which was so powerful that even it dared not touch, was now being manipulated by its master. His master was truly formidable.

Perhaps, the master’s strength was far greater than what it had seen. It was possible that the master was concealing his power or had sustained injuries that made him appear weak!

Having transformed into a sycophantic dog, the Hellhound circled Qin Feng several times to express its adoration once the Netherworld Water was fully collected, paying no mind to the gazes of other spiritual beasts like the White Dragon and Qingluan, taking sycophancy to the extreme.

The other spiritual beasts, less powerful than the Hellhound, were pushed aside by its circling. Not only was the bulky White Dragon squeezed to one side, but the Ghost-Faced Spider’s body was swiped away with a paw and flung dozens of feet distantly, taking the act of sycophancy to the extreme.

But what is this underfoot? Why does it feel a bit uncomfortable?

The Hellhound instinctively wanted to kick away whatever was under its foot, but upon looking down, it quickly lifted its paw.

In its excitement, it had inadvertently stepped on the remains of the Soul Devouring Vine Demon.

The Soul Devouring Vine Demon, half-conscious and half-delirious, was jolted awake by its step and weakly glared at it, trying to lash out with its vine, but the demon was too weak to muster any strength, and the few remaining inches of vine only twitched before its eyes rolled back and it fell unconscious again.

Qin Feng promptly pushed the Hellhound’s paw away, telling it to go play and not disturb him as he tried to think of a way to treat the injured Soul Devouring Vine Demon.

He hadn’t expected this big dog to be so lively, behaving like a common domesticated mutt, circling around its master all day long.

If it were any other time, he would have taken some interest in playing with it, but with the Soul Devouring Vine Demon at the brink of death, he was not in the mood.

“Wu wu…”

The Hellhound, fearing that it had unwittingly offended its master, became somewhat frantic.

It wanted to find a way to make amends for its missteps, but was at a loss as to how to proceed, which left it downcast and filled with remorse. Its body slumped, its ears drooped, and it looked listlessly around, eliciting snickers from the other spiritual beasts.

Aside from the Spring and Autumn Cicada and the venomous snake, these creatures had all followed Qin Feng for a long time, enjoying many benefits from him that boosted their cultivation immensely. Naturally, they wanted to flatter their master, but they wouldn’t do it so blatantly.

Yet, this newcomer didn’t care about saving face at all, and despite being a powerful Dharma Image Realm creature at the peak of its power acted like a common dog, spinning around its master.

It would have been acceptable if it only did that, but this big dog also used its superior strength to forcefully push them out of the inner circle, leaving them to watch as it tried to curry favor with their master—an act that obviously drew their disdain and loathing.

So now that they saw it looking foolish, they all became excited.

Although they knew their master was concerned for the injured Soul Devouring Vine Demon and didn’t dare openly mock the Hellhound, a few exchanged glances and could tell the others felt as they did.

The Hellhound, with drooping ears and worried that it had angered its master, glanced accidentally at the half-dead Soul Devouring Vine Demon on the ground. Seeing its last breaths, it was struck by an idea.

“Master!”

It called out softly.

As it was only one step away from the Demigod Realm, the Hellhound could, of course, speak, although it seldom did before. After all, the Demigod undead it served had grown accustomed to silence and solitude, sometimes not speaking for decades. The Hellhound also preferred not to engage with him unnecessarily, almost forgetting it knew how to speak.

“What is it?”

Qin Feng glanced up at it, signaling for it to speak if it had something to say, or else to keep quiet, since he was worried about the condition of the Soul Devouring Vine Demon.

“Master, I know of a place that might save it,” the Hellhound said cautiously.

“Hmm?”

Qin Feng was momentarily stunned.

This big dog had lived in the Undead Realm since birth, in a place filled with death qi, and it claimed to know how to save the Soul Devouring Vine Demon, which had comprehended the Life Principle?

Could it be true?

It wouldn’t be planning to infuse the Vine Demon with a bunch of death qi, turning it into an undead, would it?

“Which place?”

Despite his curiosity, Qin Feng asked the question.

If there truly was a way to heal the Vine Demon, that would be for the best.

“The Life Spring!” The Hellhound spoke.