The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“But it had no effect on me?”

Feng Qing’an suddenly understood why the skull in the middle of Yinghai’s golden body suddenly exploded. It was because of the backlash from the Divine Power that inflicted heavy damage on him.

“Amitabha.”

Yinghai bowed his head, unwilling to answer. Feng Qing’an did not press for a response either, as he probably understood what had rendered this Divine Power, capable of instantly turning the tables on a battlefield, ineffective.

Body trait: Chun Yang

[Impenetrable to all evil, Unperturbed by illusions, An eternal soul, A spirit never at lost]

His body trait, usually inconspicuous and practically invisible, can instantaneously determine the outcome of a battle in critical times, causing his potentially devastating Divine Power be unsuccessful.

Spirits of ordinary cultivators, under the influence of this Divine Power, could undergo hundreds of lifetimes of reincarnation in an instant. Just thinking about it sends shivers down one’s spine. If carried out with malicious intent, what could the returning spirits have transformed into after hundreds of lifetimes of reincarnation?

“Six Paths of Reincarnation? Those monks still haven’t given up. They actually left their heritage behind. Incredible!”

At this moment, nine huge skulls peered down from the high sky, observing the monk held by Feng Qing’an from various directions.

Roar~

The illusory image of a Heavenly Dragon emerged from Yinghai in fleeting glimpses. At this instant, the pupils of the lone remaining head of the monk narrowed. He sensed something, but his vision captured nothing.

However, his intuition informed him a colossal entity was surveying him from nearby.

“You’ve heard of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?”

The Dragon Father Giant slightly tilted his skull as Feng Qing’an gazed at the spirit of Cave Sky who had come to join the spectacle.

“This little monk has sensed my presence.”

The spirit of Cave Sky did not answer Feng Qing’an’s question, but instead expressed wonder. Just as Feng Qing’an squinted slightly with evident dissatisfaction,

“Something is off with this guy’s True Spirit.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“There’s a familiar scent.”

As he spoke, a skull from the Dragon Father Giant drew closer, sniffed the air above its palm, and then sneezed distastefully,

“I knew it. It’s that rotten smell of those golden mud-loaches.”

“Golden mud-loaches?”

“They’re the Heavenly Dragons belonging to the Buddhist Gate.”

The spirit of Cave Sky immediately explained,

“In the era when the Great Sage roamed the earth, there was an accomplished bald monk who created a Dragon Pool. It was proclaimed as the Scaled Armour of Heaven and Earth. If you bathe in it, you can transform into a Heavenly Dragon.”

“That powerful?”

Upon hearing about the feats that happened in ancient times, Feng Qing’an showed a touch of interest. Notably, the content was indeed shocking. A Dragon Pool with such mystical effects!?

“It’s just for show. After bathing in the Dragon Pool, one would indeed grow Dragon Scales, Dragon Horns, and Dragon Skin. However, they merely mimic the dragon form. If they fought a real dragon, even ten Heavenly Dragons of the Buddhist Gate would end up eaten. The Dragon Clan does not acknowledge the hybrids who bathed in the Dragon Pool and assumed a form similar to real dragons.”

The spirit of Cave Sky was slightly smug as he narrated the secret tales from ancient times to Feng Qing’an, “The monk who built the Dragon Pool was too ostentatious, which led to his death. Not only was the Dragon Pool destroyed, but those mud-loaches who had Dragon Scales and Dragon Skin were all killed.”

“So, this monk is the Heavenly Dragon from the Buddhist Gate in the past?”

“Close enough. In the past, my master also devoured a few, and tasted the flavor of the Heavenly Dragons from the Buddhist Gate. I also remember the taste of Heavenly Dragons. I am certain, this monk’s previous life must have been a Heavenly Dragon from the Buddhist Gate. Moreover, it must have been an exceptional one, possibly capable of matching a real dragon.”

“Heavenly Dragon from Buddhist Gate? Dragon Zen Temple. Interesting.”

Feng Qing’an looked contemplatively at the monk in his hand, the expression in his eyes greatly changed.

Although the spirit of Cave Sky spoke in a disdainful tone, even going as far as to say that a real dragon could fight and defeat ten Heavenly Dragons from the Buddhist Gate, the comparison in this case was with real dragons.

“Sir, there’s something on this monk. Do you want me to extract his spirit for you? He should have the heritage of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. I can help you get it.”

As Feng Qing’an thought, the spirit of Cave Sky offered itself enthusiastically. However, his unusual eagerness immediately aroused Feng Qing’an’s suspicion.

“Are you very interested in the Six Paths of Reincarnation?”

“When the master of Cave Sky was still alive, a powerful being had already brought up the Six Paths of Reincarnation. I didn’t expect it to still exist. I want to see what kind of progress it’s made. Maybe I can use it as a reference to repair the Cave Sky.”

The spirit of Cave Sky didn’t hide anything and answered honestly. It was indeed a win-win situation. By getting the inheritance, his old master wouldn’t lose anything.

“Hmm, let’s give it a try!”

After the spirit of Cave Sky confessed, Feng Qing’an thought for a moment and agreed.

Although the Heavenly Dragon monk claimed to be acting for his own good and wanted to guide him back to the so-called right path, Feng Qing’an didn’t want to accept this favor or kind intention.

“Alright, you can rest first. Leave this little monk to me. I will interrogate him thoroughly about the Six Paths of Reincarnation.”

Hearing Feng Qing’an’s approval, the spirit of Cave Sky was excited, and the giant accordingly let go of his grip. The mighty power that the spirit of Cave Sky possessed within the Cave Sky was enough to compete with Donghuang.

The completely restrained Yinghai suddenly regained his freedom, however, the giant’s release didn’t bring him any joy, but rather a creeping sense of crisis. Next moment, as expected.

Ah——

Even the Buddhists who had been practicing for many years couldn’t help but howl. An invisible and unknown existence was forcefully prying into the newly acquired Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Relying on their divine power, they treated his soul like a book, forcefully reading it. The pain Yinghai felt was like his soul being stripped away layer by layer.

“Interesting… Not bad, not bad. Waiting for so many years was worth it… This could perhaps be used for the Grand Cycle of Cave Sky…”

While ensuring that Yinghai’s soul wouldn’t collapse, the spirit of Cave Sky took great pleasure in reading his soul. His moods soared as he read more.

Seeing this happen, Feng Qing’an’s gaze falls on Yinghai. Staring at him intently, a hint of curiosity about the Six Paths of Reincarnation aroused in his heart.

Even though the divine power associated with the Six Paths of Reincarnation had no effect on him, it didn’t mean that it was useless. After all, he was somewhat unique.

However, even though he was interested, Feng Qing’an didn’t interrupt the spirit of Cave Sky but patiently waited. Yet, accompanying an almost unnoticeable sound of breaking, the previously excited spirit of Cave Sky suddenly changed colour.

“Damn it!”

“What did you do?”

Feng Qing’an’s face also suddenly changed at this moment, sensing the impending crisis.

“There was a seal left in his soul, I didn’t notice it, and triggered it!”

The spirit of Cave Sky realized something was wrong and quickly warned Feng Qing’an. It had been a bit overconfident just now.

“Damn!”

Feng Qing’an had just cursed when a golden hand abruptly tore through space and stretched out from the distant shore. It instantly grabbed the half-dead monk, Yinghai.

“Amitabha!”

A chant reverberated with boundless anger. The golden lotuses fell from the sky, and the world was filled with golden lights. A phantom figure of a Buddha appeared with the fluctuations of chanting, materializing in this layer of Cave Sky.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light dyed a crimson color, the falling golden lotuses ignited, about to transform into red lotus karmic fires, burning everything to ashes.

An overwhelming pressure came with the appearance of the figure of Buddha, striking Feng Qing’an’s heart. It made him unable to maintain the state of fusion with the Dragon Father Giant, and he appeared on top of the giant’s skull.

The Buddha, about to transform into an angry look, paid attention to the youth perched on the giant’s head. Especially when he saw the boy’s face, the raging karmic fire paused. Then, he didn’t say a word, and the Buddha light faded. Taking the Heavenly Dragon monk, he disappeared into the cracks of the void.

“What just happened?”

The Cave Sky spirit, ready to send Feng Qing’an away, was taken aback when he saw the Monk’s elder suddenly pulling back, not understanding what had happened.

With the situation just now, even if he was furious and directly destroyed this layer of Cave Sky, it would understand. It knew how outrageous its action towards the young monk was.

Feng Qing’an remained silent and reached out to touch his face.