Battle Through the Heavens: The Soul Emperor's Only Daughter, I Am the Young Master of the Soul

Chapter 28 The First Killing Formation in My Memory

The amethyst winged lion king's cave, like its master's, was inlaid with sparkling purple crystals everywhere, making it extremely beautiful.

Inside the cave, Hun Qinghao stood with his hands on his hips, surveying his surroundings. He nodded in satisfaction. "Although it can't compare to my palace in the Soul Realm, it's still quite nice. The Great Lion certainly knows how to enjoy himself!"

When Hun Qinghao saw the purple spherical object on the amethyst platform in the center of the cave, her eyes lit up and she ran over, whispering, "This is the companion amethyst source..."

"This pure energy isn't bad at all!"

"A companion amethyst source?" Upon hearing this, Yao Chen quickly approached, looking at the purple sphere in front of him with surprise in his eyes. "It really is a companion amethyst source! Good heavens, I didn't expect this Amethyst Winged Lion King to have something like this!"

Hun Qinghao naturally knew how the accompanying amethyst source was generated, which was why she was particularly curious.

So, she tilted her head and looked at Yao Chen, asking with great curiosity, "I'm very curious, this Amethyst Winged Lion King sounds male, so how did it generate the accompanying Amethyst Source?"

"Uh...maybe he's hermaphroditic." Yao Chen's smile froze, and he answered vaguely.

The little girl's focus was truly unique; no one in the entire Dou Qi Continent had ever paid attention to this.

"Don't worry about that. Who cares how it's produced? Just know that this stuff is good." Yao Chen rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "Back then, I raided eight Amethyst Winged Lion King caves, but I couldn't find any Amethyst Source. I never expected that such a small place as the Northwest Continent would have one!"

Just when Yao Chen thought that Hun Qinghao would take all of the accompanying amethyst source, he saw her step down from the amethyst platform and asked in surprise, "Little Qing'er, this accompanying amethyst source is a rare and precious thing. Aren't you going to take it?"

Hun Qinghao smiled and explained, "The Amethyst Winged Lion King is already my mount, and his child is considered one of my own. What good things haven't I seen? I wouldn't stoop to coveting the food of someone else's little magical beast."

The Amethyst Winged Lion King, who had just entered, heard Hun Qinghao's words, and his resentment towards her forcibly enslaving him dissipated considerably.

Just then, the little lion king, who was sleeping in the pile of amethyst stones, woke up.

The little guy, still half-asleep and not quite understanding what was going on, instinctively looked towards the Amethyst Winged Lion King with a bewildered gaze.

The Amethyst Winged Lion King walked up to his child, nuzzled him affectionately, then looked up at Hun Qinghao and said in a deep voice, "The symbiotic Amethyst Source is extremely important to my child. Thank you for not taking it!"

The Amethyst Winged Lion King knew that if Hun Qinghao truly wanted to monopolize the symbiotic Amethyst Source, then he, being controlled by her, would absolutely be unable to stop her.

Hun Qinghao snorted lightly, saying arrogantly, "I didn't think much of it, it wasn't specially reserved for you!"

"I intend to take the Transformation Pill, so I'll trouble you to take care of this child." The Amethyst Winged Lion King pushed the little lion in front of Hun Qinghao.

After entrusting the child to Hun Qing, the Amethyst Winged Lion King went to a corner, lay down, and then took the Transformation Pill.

Before the amethyst stone, only the Little Amethyst Winged Lion King and Hun Qing stared at each other.

Although the Little Amethyst Winged Lion King is only a cub, its size is still enormous compared to that of Soul Lord.

The little boy blinked, very curious about this beautiful girl whom even his own father treated so well.

Looking into the little lion's clear, innocent, and slightly foolish eyes, Hun Qinghao couldn't help but want to tease him.

Without hesitation, Hun Qinghao grabbed the little amethyst winged lion king's head and began to rub it vigorously.

Little Amethyst Winged Lion King: "..."

Because of his father's good attitude towards Hunqing, the little guy dared not speak out in anger, and his expression was very aggrieved.

After kneading for a while, Hun Qing rested his chin on one hand and began to seriously try to fool the children.

"Little one, I'm your father's new master, so naturally I'm your master too."

"Master will give you a name. How about you call yourself Little Purple from now on...?"

The newborn lion cub was easily fooled by Hunqing and quickly became completely disoriented.

Having witnessed the whole process, Yao Chen stood aside, his shoulders shaking as he suppressed a laugh.

The little girl has really grown up; she can now fool even more naive children without batting an eye!

Hun Qinghao suddenly turned around, glared at Yao Chen with her beautiful eyes, and said, "What are you laughing at? You're always so idle. I have important things to do. I'll leave Xiao Zi in your care for the next couple of days."

Yao Chen protested, "...How could I be free? Don't I refine pills for you every day?"

But Hun Qinghao ignored him, turned around and sat down cross-legged to the side, waved her hand, and a two-meter-long picture of unknown material appeared in front of her.

One half of the image is blank, while the other half is engraved with intricate patterns, resembling two ancient and mysterious swords, filled with endless malevolent energy and aura of slaughter, inspiring awe in those who behold them.

Upon seeing this picture, Yao Chen knew what Hun Qinghao was about to do. He sent the trembling little amethyst winged lion king aside and then hurriedly braved the overwhelming aura of ferocity to come to Hun Qinghao.

"Qing'er is going to draw this picture again." Grabbing her hand as she was about to put pen to paper, Yao Chen voiced his confusion: "I don't understand, what exactly is this picture? Why would you expend all your soul power to inscribe it?"

When she was at the Xiao family, I saw her use her soul power to inscribe this ominous diagram several times, and afterwards she would fall into a state of weakness for several days because her soul power was exhausted.

Upon hearing this, Hun Qinghao paused slightly, looked up at Yao Chen, and her purple eyes sparkled with starlight.

After a moment, she smiled gently and slowly said, "This is something from my inherited memories, a... world-destroying killing formation called the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!"

She is the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, so she has naturally seen the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and more than once.

This number one killing formation in the heavens was thus firmly memorized by her original form, the World-Destroying Black Lotus, through instinct. Now that her original form is sealed, she can still use the memories of her original form and the power of her soul to inscribe the formation diagram.

As for the Four Swords of Zhuxian, she had already begun to forge them. Although they were just imitations, and with the array diagrams she had drawn, their power was probably less than one ten-thousandth of the original Zhuxian Sword Array. However, in this world, they were still a formidable weapon.

"Although the Soul Clan stands at the top of the Dou Qi Continent, it's always good to prepare for the future and have more trump cards up my sleeve."

Hun Qinghao had a strong intuition that this Dou Qi Continent was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and that there must be an even more terrifying force hidden in the deeper shadows.

The Linglong brother she met in her childhood is the best example.

"No matter what, I must draw the diagram of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation."

"I've been working on this drawing for ten years, and there's absolutely no reason for me to give up!"

Hun Qinghao's eyes were exceptionally firm, and her clear voice revealed an unwavering determination that no one could change.

She has been painting for ten years and has completed half of it. If she gives up, it means that her ten years of hard work will have been in vain.

This is absolutely unacceptable!

(End of this chapter)