The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1411: Chapter 1411: The Tomb

At this moment, Beiting Huang felt as if enlightenment poured into him; within his spiritual platform, there had never been a moment as clear as this. This Ancestral Stone had once resided within the Creation God Earth Mother’s dantian. Since the Earth Mother had not been eroded by this Ancestral Stone, why shouldn’t he have the same confidence?

Moreover, no matter what kind of energy it was, as long as he refined it, it would be under his control and no longer possess divine senses. What, then, did he have to worry about?

The nine-colored flames retreated from the Ancestral Stone. However, although Beiting Huang had gained strong confidence, he was not arrogant. He did not become careless and still left a wisp of the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire nearby the stone, encircling this curious entity at a distance while withdrawing his divine senses from the dantian.

What Beiting Huang did not notice was that, at this moment, the little fuzzball in his arms had returned to his chest and transformed into a faint light, disappearing into his chest. And above his chest, the Soul Dan flickered with a ghostly light; a slight, almost imperceptible mist of black gas dispersed from Beiting Huang’s dantian and was absorbed by the Soul Dan.

Within the Soul Dan, probably due to the absorption of the black energy, Yan Ye’s figure also became clearer.

Since the little fuzzball had emerged, Beiting Huang had almost always been accustomed to dividing a strand of his divine senses to stay with the fuzzball. When the little fuzzball disappeared from his chest, he sensed it at the very first moment. He was certain that the fuzzball had vanished from within his body. Beiting Huang touched the Soul Dan on his chest, which seemed to be responding to him, emitting a bit of warmth, almost searing into Beiting Huang’s heart.

“Yan Ye, it really is you!” Beiting Huang’s eyes nearly welled with warmth; he gently held the Soul Dan, and the heart that had always been in suspense seemed to have slightly settled down.

The Ancestral Stone disappeared from the midst of the five peaks, and a massive amount of black fog was burned to nothing by the nine-colored Nirvana Fire. A Red Sun appeared above the Black Abyss Swamp, shining upon the accumulated bones above the swamp and glaring so brightly that Beiting Huang could hardly open his eyes.

Yet, the black mist still had not completely dispersed, and Beiting Huang dared not to release the people from Huang City. He flew alone among the mountains, heading toward the farthest peak from where the Ancestral Stone had resided, following the direction Agul had pointed out.

Here, it was quiet. After Beiting Huang subdued the Ancestral Stone, the uneasy feeling that had continuously shrouded the Black Abyss Swamp seemed to slowly fade away with the sunlight.

Agul poked his head out of Beiting Huang’s sleeve, stretching his snout just beyond the area wrapped by the nine-colored flames to relish the sensation of the clouds dispersing, “Master, Erwei and Qingjiu, they must feel the disappearance of the Ancestral Stone. They don’t know how delighted they must be!”

Just as Agul had said, beneath this mountain peak and within the underground palace below, when Princess Ninth Huang perished, and the news reached the Western Wilderness, they were “deeply grieved.” For Princess Ninth Huang, above the lands of the Central Continent, they had built a tomb for her.

This was originally the Crown Tomb of Princess Ninth Huang.

Before her death, Princess Ninth Huang had already dissolved the Demonic Beast Contract with all her magical beasts, except for her natal magical beast. She preferred to deplete her own strength rather than let any of her magical beasts suffer damage. What she had never expected was that the magical beasts she had been protecting with her heart would be cursed by Xi Feng using her divine blood.

And Princess Ninth Huang’s tomb became the Cursed Land, where all her surviving magical beasts were imprisoned.