Chapter 158: News of Qixuan and Bailangen

Facing a deity whose true strength remained unknown, Feng Tianling did not actually have any practical or effective countermeasures for the time being. However, current circumstances dictated that he needed to lure the entity out first in order to assess its true capabilities.

In any case, he would take things slowly; he was not in a rush anyway.

The real reason he had come to the Saint Lord's domain this time was because the Evil Queen of Poison had sent someone over, supposedly bearing a matter of great importance.

Eager to meet the envoy sent by the Evil Queen of Poison at the earliest possible moment, Feng Tianling had headed straight for the Saint Lord's territory.

He was actually quite curious about what vital news the Evil Queen of Poison could possibly have for him.

He had not waited long at the Saint Lord's place before all the eerie entities present cast their gazes toward a particular direction, where a strange entity carrying an immensely powerful aura was approaching.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this should be the subordinate dispatched by the Evil Queen of Poison.

A short while later, the sound of something crashing to the ground echoed from outside, followed immediately by a miserable scream.

"Ah! You idiot bird, if you don't know how to fly, fly slower! Are you trying to crash me to death?!"

"Number Six! Is this my fault? Besides, I am a crane! A crane!"

Hearing these two voices, Feng Tianling felt a twitch of annoyance, his forehead covered in black lines. What on earth had the Evil Queen of Poison sent over?

Moreover, judging by their auras, one of these two strange entities definitely possessed a method to conceal its presence; otherwise, he would not have only sensed a single entity's aura approaching.

"Number Six? Is it invisibility? Could the Sixth Brother be here?" Feng Tianling thought to himself instantly.

Recalling the individuals dressed in various colored clothes he had seen previously, Feng Tianling was almost certain that these fellows were clearly characters from the classic Calabash Brothers of his past life.

Before he could dwell on it further, the door slowly opened, and in walked a crane with an exceptionally long beak. The crane looked around at the crowd before fixing its gaze on Feng Tianling.

"This must be the renowned Nightmare Doll, am I correct?"

Feng Tianling did not answer the question. Instead, he scanned the creature up and down several times before asking with a hint of impatience, "Where are the things I asked for?"

Naturally, the crane knew that Feng Tianling was asking for the Terror Boxes. It fluttered its wings slightly and spoke slowly.

"Recently, the situation between the humans of Huaxia and the bizarre entities has become extremely tense. Truly, there are no extra Terror Boxes available to spare."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tianling's gaze sharpened, and an incomparable, terrifying aura erupted from his body, pressing down on the crane until it could barely breathe.

Yet, even under this immense pressure, the creature maintained its composure and spoke slowly, "That is why we came to inform you in advance—there is a piece of extremely significant news to relay to you, and it is of vital importance to you."

As soon as those words left its mouth, Feng Tianling reined in his aura, causing the crane to gasp heavily for air, drawing in breath after breath.

The strength of this Nightmare Doll was simply too terrifying. Not even the aura the Evil Queen of Poison unleashed when enraged felt this horrifying.

Although Feng Tianling had suppressed his aura, his eyes remained icy as he stared at the other party, appearing deeply furious.

Meanwhile, the Saint Lord observed the situation closely, preparing to make a run for it at any moment. There was no helping it; he could afford to offend neither side. If push came to shove, however, he might ultimately have to stand with Feng Tianling.

Instead of asking what the news was, Feng Tianling blinked and said, "Can you tell the guy in blue standing right next to you to stop using his invisibility? It's quite annoying."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crane's eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

He never expected that this doll could actually pierce through Number Six's invisibility.

Naturally, they were well aware that they had made a bit of a blunder upon landing, exposing the fact that they were two separate entities.

However, one had to keep in mind that each of the brothers possessed a unique ability, and these abilities were strictly kept secret. Very few entities, even from the previous era, knew about them, which was why they had never imagined that Feng Tianling would somehow know about their skills beforehand.

And even if he had known about the skill in advance, how could he possibly have been able to tell the exact color of his clothes?

Number Six's ability was invisibility. Not only could it conceal his physical form, but it could also hide his clothing and his aura. Once concealed, even the Evil Queen of Poison could only faintly sense a tiny trace of his presence—a truly formidable power.

Yet not only had this doll seen through it, but he had even seen right through the clothing as well. Just how monstrously powerful did one have to be to achieve this?

Realizing he had been found out, Number Six stopped pretending and directly revealed his form.

He was a man dressed in blue attire, and as for his appearance—leaving aside the other brothers Feng Tianling had encountered—he looked precisely, identically the same.

The moment he appeared, he cupped his fists in a traditional Huaxia greeting and addressed Feng Tianling, "I have long heard that the Nightmare Doll's strength is unfathomable. Seeing it today, it is truly as legendary as rumored."

Feng Tianling showed no reaction to the gesture, his expression remaining completely flat. "What? So your original intention was to test my strength?"

"How could that be? I was merely curious whether the legendary, powerful Nightmare Doll could pierce through my meager tricks," Number Six replied evenly.

Feng Tianling treated his words as nothing more than hot air, turning his attention back to the crane to ask, "So... what is this news?"

The crane used its long beak to preen its feathers for a moment, drew two photographs out from beneath them, and slowly began.

"The War Lord of the White Flag Nation has captured a Nine-Tailed Fox and an Ancient Demonic Dragon. These two are your subordinates, aren't they?"

At those words, Feng Tianling's entire body shuddered violently as his gaze snapped toward the two photographs.

In the first photo, a snow-white Nine-Tailed Fox had all nine of its tails bound tightly, strung up mercilessly beneath a statue. Its eyes were tightly closed, and its life or death remained unknown.

In the second photo, a demonic dragon was restrained in mid-air by eight heavy ropes, suspended directly above countless razor-sharp spikes.

Upon seeing these two photos, Feng Tianling could confirm beyond a doubt that these were Qi Xuan and Balangen.

His eyes grew even colder, and an inexplicable momentum radiated from his body. This was not the aura of a bizarre entity, but a form of overwhelming pressure—a pressure far more terrifying than his actual combat aura.

Looking directly at the crane, he demanded coldly, "Where did you get these photographs?"

Cold sweat poured continuously from the crane's body. It never imagined that it, an entity at the high tier of the Kaiyuan stage, could be frightened to this degree by another entity, yet it still forced the words out.

"The bizarre entities of the White Flag Nation are ruled by three warlords. The three of them share a very poor relationship with our respected Evil Queen of Poison, and they particularly despise the bizarre entities of Huaxia.

After capturing this Nine-Tailed Fox and Demonic Dragon, they learned that their master was a Huaxia entity. Seeking to provoke the Evil Queen of Poison, they sent these photographs over."

"The White Flag Nation, is it?" Feng Tianling ignored the rest of the crane's explanation and asked coldly.

"Yes, exactly the White Flag Nation. You possess a Bizarre Domain; if you were to personally go to the White Flag Nation to deal with them, it would be quite easy..." the crane muttered from the side.

Feng Tianling nodded and looked toward the Saint Lord. "Lend me some bizarre entities."

The Saint Lord swallowed hard, hesitating slightly. "What do you intend to do?"

A sinister smile crept onto Feng Tianling's face. "The bizarre entities of the White Flag Nation have truly walked down a narrow road with no return."

His words made his intentions crystal clear, leaving the Saint Lord with no choice but to nod. "Very well. The bizarre entities of my Saint Lord's sect have long been at your disposal; you don't need to ask permission for such matters."

At that moment, the crane interrupted from the side, "So... can the value of this information offset those Terror Boxes?"

Feng Tianling snapped his gaze toward the creature, vanished in an instant to appear right beside it, and stared it dead in the eyes.

"And as for you, have the Evil Queen of Poison lend me some bizarre entities as well. The stronger, the better. Otherwise—" Feng Tianling paused mid-sentence, letting out a chilling, two-part chuckle, "Heh-heh."

Daring not to utter a single syllable of refusal now, the crane nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, yes."

With that, it made to leave alongside Number Six, only to be blocked by Feng Tianling.

"You two are far too slow. I'll take you there!"

He turned to the Saint Lord behind him and ordered, "Assemble the troops and wait for my return."

The Saint Lord nodded, preparing to summon his Seven Great Priests.

Feng Tianling, accompanied by his subordinates, the crane, and Number Six, boarded the Ghost Train. His piercing blue eyes burned with unrestrained fury.

"What he cannot tolerate most in this world is anyone laying hands on what belongs to him. Whoever touches them dies."