Eternal Beast Taming Family

The mask that was suspended in the air seemed to have descended slightly downwards, and the oppressive feeling in the air became even stronger.

Those lower-level contract masters found it even harder to breathe under the immense pressure.

It seems that after spending too much time under the mask, starting with ordinary mortals, colorful patterns gradually appeared on their faces, as if someone had drawn human flesh masks on their faces.

As the mask formed, they felt the pressure slowly dissipate, and their fear of the giant mask in the air seemed to fade away as well. A different emotion, called "reverence," quietly emerged in their hearts.

Many of the elderly residents of Muyang City were present at the banquet today. Upon seeing the eerie mask spreading across the face of the contract master beside them, they cried out in terror.

"The Hundred-Faced Wasteland... it's the Hundred-Faced Wasteland... once you're tainted by this curse, you're doomed."

As more and more people recognized the source of the mask, a despair greater than panic spread throughout the mansion.

However, within the realm hidden beneath the mask, these low-level contract masters simply cannot escape, even if they wanted to.

Initially, they didn't flee because they wanted to stay and watch the show, and they had enough confidence in the actions of the Hu family. Now that they realize something is wrong, they no longer have the chance to get away from the Hu family.

A mist had begun to rise around the mansion, and figures wearing huge, exaggerated masks could be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing within it.

Someone had just made a slight contact with the mist and was trying to get away when several figures suddenly appeared inside, dragging them in along with their source beast.

They couldn't see what was happening in the fog, but a certain human intuition kept warning them that there was great terror in the fog.

Hu Suowei, standing in the air, had a somewhat uncertain expression. He could naturally hear the discussions below and had some understanding of the Hundred-Faced Wasteland. Could it be that the mask on his head really came from the wasteland and was not controlled by a contract master?

He glanced at the two source beasts beside him. After a short rest, they had recovered considerably, but he wasn't entirely confident that they could defeat the masked creature, which was a level higher.

"Yuheng, come to my side." He sent a divine thought to Hu Yuheng, who was surrounded by a group of young masters in the courtyard.

Hu Yuheng was clearly familiar with his father's voice. His eyes flickered as he glanced at the several somewhat apprehensive young men beside him. He took a step forward, ready to soar into the sky.

However, the mist, which was still quite far away, suddenly spread into the air, and several terrifying masked figures reached out to grab him.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Hu Yuheng was both shocked and furious. "Get out of the way!" A black fox appeared beside him, its tail whipping at the several strange figures that had grabbed him.

Hu Suowei, who was standing in the air, was also startled by this sudden change. It turned out that the mask had been playing tricks on him all along. It wasn't that it was unable to spread the fog throughout the entire area, but rather that it was creating an illusion before launching an attack.

It was also during this moment of Hu's loss of composure that colorful patterns began to appear on his face.

Immediately afterwards, colorful patterns descended from the sky again, and their number increased even further.

Hu Suowei was unaware of the mask that was faintly visible on his face. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and flew towards Hu Yuheng. However, after only halfway, the patterns hanging in the air blocked his path.

The two fox-like source beasts fought back fiercely, unleashing their skills incessantly. However, the patterns that had also accumulated power remained firmly wrapped around Hu Suowei and his source beasts.

Almost instantly, masks composed of colorful patterns appeared on the faces of both source beasts.

Hu covered his face with his hands, seemingly struggling in pain for a moment, before calmly removing his hands from his face, revealing a face completely covered in paint.

His gaze calmly swept over the guests below. In a flash, he appeared beside Hu Yuheng, who was still fighting against the figure in the mist. Under Hu Yuheng's incredulous gaze, he gently nudged his shoulder.

Hu Yuheng uncontrollably fell into the fog. "Father, you..."

He tried to say something, but his mouth was quickly swallowed up by a series of hands that covered his mouth.

The surrounding mist, like rolling waves, completely submerged the remaining space in the Hu family mansion, and the sounds of the guests and their source beasts struggling, cursing, and suffering gradually subsided into calm.

Chu Shenghan sat in a small courtyard in the old Chu family residence, quietly sipping the tea that had just been brewed on the stone table, as if everything that was happening in the Hu family residence next door had nothing to do with her.

The teacup was placed on the stone table with a crisp sound, especially noticeable in the quiet night. Chu Shenghan spoke softly.

"Since you're already here, why not say goodbye before leaving?"

No one else appeared in the Chu family mansion, and it was unknown to whom Chu Shenghan was speaking.

But soon a soft cough came from the courtyard. "You little girl, you have a keen sense of perception. I was only a little closer to you and you noticed me."

An elderly man dressed in a dark blue robe, leaning on a cane taller than himself, appeared in mid-air above the Chu family mansion.

"Why would the people of the Imperial Sea True King's Mansion need to act so stealthily? Senior, do you think there's anything inappropriate about me directly annihilating the entire Hu family today?"

The old man slowly landed in the courtyard, his gaze faintly falling on the two masks on Chu Shenghan's skirt, his eyes filled with hidden deep fear.

He is now a Grand Contract Master of the Mortal Path, but he still feels a sense of panic when facing the two masks on the little girl's skirt, as if he is being watched by a raging beast.

Therefore, even though the young girl in front of him was a whole realm lower than him, he still dared not underestimate her in the slightest.

"It seems reasonable to attribute the deaths of these two people from the Hu family to the forbidden land of the Hundred-Faced Wasteland, but these two were direct members of the main branch of the Hu family in the capital."

I'm afraid they won't accept this result easily and will definitely turn Muyang City upside down.

"At that time, the old Chu family residence, which that brat Xiao Muchu managed to preserve, and Qixia Town on Qixia Mountain, will probably be lost."

The old man who stayed behind at the Imperial Sea True King's Mansion certainly knew a lot.

Chu Shenghan curled the corners of his lips. "Who said everyone in the Hu family was dead? They're all still alive and well, aren't they?"