Feng Xiao who was at the corner was also being stared at by the ghosts. However, his Yang energy was too strong so that only a few of the ghosts with dense Yin energy swept forward but didn't dare to get close.
Fire Phoenix, perching on Feng Xiao's shoulder, released its mighty pressure. With these two factors combined, Fire Phoenix's powerful ancient breath as well as Feng Xiao's Yang energy, was a huge deterrence and those ghosts didn't have the courage to step forward.
There was yet another reason. As the current ruler of the Phoenix Empire, he had an imposing air all over his body. Except for a few extremely fierce ghosts, ordinary little demons had no courage to offend him at all.
Seeing the ghosts surrounded that sleeping man, afraid to step forward, several loose cultivators on the second floor stared in amazement. "Who is that person? Those ghosts fear him."
