Yang Feilong held Wulan Xiuwei tightly.
At this moment, the two of them felt as if they were traversing a time tunnel, a wondrous sensation!
"Husband, will we die?" Wulan Xiuwei's trembling voice echoed.
"No!" Yang Feilong's tone was calm as he smiled to comfort Wulan Xiuwei.
Hearing Yang Feilong's steady voice, Wulan Xiuwei's expression became serene. She mused that as long as she was with her man, she wouldn't fear death!
However, she still wished to be with him for a long, long time, to have children with him, and she felt a tinge of regret at the thought of not fulfilling that.
Not long passed.
The next moment, Yang Feilong felt solid ground beneath his feet.
Looking around, they appeared to be in a mountain range. Tilting their heads to look up at the sky, the heavens were awash with blood. The sky of the demon realm was not the sun they were accustomed to, but a massive sphere formed from countless congealed blood.
In the demon realm, the demons called it the "Blood Sun."
The Blood Sun emanated endless crimson light, bathing the entire demon realm as if it were submerged in blood. Furthermore, ever since its birth, the Blood Sun had hung in the sky of the demon realm, never setting.
"The air here feels… uncomfortable!" Wulan Xiuwei frowned slightly and said.
"It's normal to feel uncomfortable," Yang Feilong nodded. "I don't feel comfortable either!"
The air here was permeated with dense demonic energy. Of course, in addition to demonic energy, there was also spiritual energy, and it was quite abundant. However, to cultivate, one would need to strip away the demonic energy. Otherwise, prolonged exposure to demonic energy would cause the body to transform into a demon.
Yang Feilong scanned their surroundings but could not see any swirling portals or passages.
"How do we get back?" Wulan Xiuwei also surveyed their surroundings.
"I don't know," Yang Feilong frowned. "I originally thought there would be some kind of portal where we appeared, but there isn't. This is too strange!"
Just then.
"En?" Yang Feilong's expression shifted.
"Brother Yang, what is it?" Wulan Xiuwei asked softly, a hint of worry on her face.
"Demons are coming!" Yang Feilong said.
"Demons?" Wulan Xiuwei's complexion changed. "What should we do then?"
"Kill them first," Yang Feilong stated gravely.
Before long, dozens of figures appeared. Some of these demons had weaker auras, while others were stronger. Of course, even the stronger ones, according to Yang Feilong's perception, were only at the Xiantian realm. The weaker ones were not even at that level.
The demons charged forward with howls.
He couldn't understand their language, not knowing what they were screaming. However, Yang Feilong noticed that these demons weren't attacking them with the intent to kill.
"These demons might be here to capture us!" Yang Feilong voiced his speculation.
"If that's the case, could my tribesmen possibly still be alive?" Upon hearing this, Wulan Xiuwei's face lit up with joy.
"En," Yang Feilong nodded. "But now we need to figure out what these demons are saying!"
"If we can't communicate, it will be difficult to inquire about the whereabouts of my tribesmen!" Wulan Xiuwei furrowed her delicate nose.
"Let's kill these demons first!" Yang Feilong said. "No, let's leave two alive to inquire about your tribesmen."
"En!" Wulan Xiuwei nodded.
With her current cultivation, facing these dozens of demons, whose strength did not exceed the Xiantian realm, was not a difficult task.
Soon, all the demons were killed by Wulan Xiuwei, except for two who were clearly leaders.
Yang Feilong began interrogating the two demons, using a bit of his Golden Core power to invade their bodies, causing them to cry out in pain.
"Did you capture those four humans before?"
The demons chattered in their language, which Yang Feilong couldn't understand, nor could Wulan Xiuwei. However, through the demons' body language, they could vaguely grasp some meaning.
"It seems my tribesmen were captured by them," Wulan Xiuwei's brow furrowed. Her mastery of Gu Dao had reached the peak of the Xiantian realm. The language of demons was different from that of Gu worms, but there were some similarities. Having interacted with Gu worms for twenty years, she could glean some information if she concentrated.
The two demons glared at Yang Feilong with hatred, chattering and screeching.
"What are they saying now?" Yang Feilong wondered. "I feel like they are threatening me!"
"They seem to be threatening you," Wulan Xiuwei couldn't help but chuckle. "It seems they belong to some boss, and their boss is very powerful! What should we do next?"
"Let me control these two demons first," Yang Feilong's eyes flickered. "And then we'll decide."
"Control these two demons? How?" Wulan Xiuwei asked in surprise.
"I'll tell you later," Yang Feilong said. "I need to cultivate a technique first!"
Wulan Xiuwei watched as Yang Feilong took out something resembling a sheepskin scroll, her heart filled with curiosity about this technique.
The technique Yang Feilong intended to learn was from this sheepskin scroll.
Yang Feilong had obtained this technique about a year or two ago. Back then, when Mia was tricked into a haunted house in the suburbs of Blue Sea City, Yang Feilong encountered many ghosts there and eventually killed Lin Wudi, who controlled many of them, thus acquiring this technique called "Ghost Taming Art."
This Ghost Taming Art also went by the name "Soul Taming Art," which allowed one to control and command the souls of others. Yang Feilong had not practiced Soul Taming Art, nor had he discarded it. However, every time he changed his storage ring, he would bring this cultivation method with him.
The reason he dared not practice it was his fear of straying onto an evil path.
Moreover, controlling people's souls made Yang Feilong feel uneasy. But now, he wanted to practice it. While he had psychological barriers and resisted controlling human souls, it was different with demons.
This was because demons were brutal, and the demons of this world were constantly seeking to invade Earth.
Furthermore, controlling demons could help rescue Wulan Xiuwei's tribesmen. Coupled with the absence of psychological burdens, he decided to take it out and cultivate it.
Yang Feilong had sensed earlier that this Ghost Taming Art was no simple matter. Upon examining it now, he couldn't help but gasp. His previous intuition was indeed correct.
This cultivation method comprised a total of nine stages.
The first three stages could be cultivated when the soul realm was at the Mortal realm. The middle three stages required the soul realm to be at the Transcendent realm. The final three stages required reaching the Nascent Soul realm or above.
In the extreme case, the first stage allowed control of three ghosts or cultivators whose soul realm was one level lower than one's own. If controlling those at the same soul realm as oneself, one could control at most one. Of course, if controlling ghosts or cultivators significantly weaker than one's own soul realm, the weaker they were, the more could be controlled!
The second stage allowed control of two souls at the same realm, or six ghosts or cultivators one level lower than one's soul.
The third stage allowed control of three souls at the same realm, or nine ghosts or cultivators one level lower than one's soul.
And so on.
The ninth stage allowed control of nine souls at the same realm, or twenty-seven ghosts or cultivators one level lower than one's soul.
The taboo of Ghost Taming Art was: do not control cultivators or ghosts whose souls are stronger than your own, as it can easily lead to backlash!
Of course, it wasn't entirely impossible. If such a ghost or higher-level cultivator was severely injured, there was a certain chance of successful control and subjugation.
Moreover, such beings, once their souls recovered, would exert significant pressure on the host controlling them.
"It's just the soul," Yang Feilong mused inwardly. "If a cultivator's soul is relatively weak but their physical body is strong, it is entirely possible to control them. For instance, some Nascent Soul stage cultivators have much stronger physical bodies than me, but their soul realms may not necessarily be stronger than mine!"
Yang Feilong's current soul realm had reached the seventh level of the Transcendent realm. According to the description in the "Ghost Taming Art," he could cultivate it to at most the sixth stage.
This meant he could control six individuals at the same level, or eighteen cultivators with souls one level lower. In other words, he could control eighteen cultivators whose soul realms reached the sixth level of the Transcendent realm.
Of course, this was considering the extreme. According to the introduction of Ghost Taming Art, it was best not to do so, as it would also place a burden on the soul.
"Let's successfully cultivate the first stage first!" Yang Feilong thought to himself. "And then control these two demons."