Eternal Beast Taming Family

Sitting in the void, Luo Xuan flipped his palm, and several huge mirrors rose from various parts of the city.

The mirror seemed to contain a vast space, and all the rushing blue feathers were drawn into its interior by the attraction that appeared on the mirror.

Seeing this scene, Jing Luan did not show much emotional fluctuation, as if he had already anticipated this outcome after meeting Luo Xuan.

The attack just now was merely a test of Luo Xuan's current state.

"I alone cannot break through your defenses, but what if there are several more?"

As if to confirm his words, a crack opened in the sky, and two human figures carrying terrifying auras descended from the heavens.

"Jing Shu, Jing Huan, your royal family really went all out. Three of the four elders appeared just to assassinate me."

One of the two newcomers bowed in greeting towards Luo Xuan.

"We are grateful that Grand Master Luo Xuan still remembers us. If you are willing to submit to my royal family now, I am willing to grant amends for the crimes committed by Qianling City in the past. Is that alright?"

Luo Xuan shook his head slightly. "Since we've already embarked on this path, there's no turning back. Success makes you king, failure makes you a bandit. Try whatever means you have."

A look of regret appeared in Jing Shu's eyes, as if he did not quite agree with Luo Xuan's choice.

"Why bother telling him all this? Thousands of years from now, I'd like to see if he can regain the same glory he had thousands of years ago."

As Jing Huan spoke, one after another, the source beasts around him appeared: a bronze giant in armor, a dragon sparrow singing, and a flood dragon soaring through the clouds. None of the three were below the Spirit Dao level.

Jing Shu sighed helplessly, and two source beasts at the Spirit Path level appeared beside him.

Because of the appearance of these source beasts, the entire sky seemed to freeze, and the energy between heaven and earth was firmly locked.

Luo Xuan remained calm on the surface, but his heart gradually sank. Three Spirit Dao Contract Masters and seven Spirit Dao Rank Origin Beasts.

These are not the lower-level contract masters; he only needs one source beast to wipe out most of them.

However, if he only focuses on defense, he can still hold out for some time.

The gilded runes shone brighter throughout the city, and layers of protective light shields appeared in the sky, as if the entire city was protected under the most solid 'turtle shell'.

The seven source beasts' various domain skills covered the light shield, but they only managed to wear down a portion of it.

Luo Xuan floated in the void, his whole body radiating a golden light, as if he had become a deity worshipped by people.

Having lingered in Thousand Spirit City for two thousand years, how could he not be prepared for the current situation? It can be said that the light shield that has appeared now can not only be used by spiritual contract masters of the same level, but even if the Void King himself came, it could wear down and block it for a while.

Seeing that the attack was slowly wearing down the shield, Jing Shu ordered his two source beasts to stop attacking and turned his gaze to the other two.

"This kind of wasting time is dragging on too much."

Jing Luan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Luo Xuan, who was radiating golden light, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"A thousand troops unite in battle, converging into a colossal spirit."

Upon hearing this, the generals, who had been standing quietly in the void as if they were mere background figures, suddenly knelt down on one knee, their spiritual radiance converging into the void.

Under the influence of some kind of array pattern in the air, a gigantic, ethereal colossus gleaming with azure-gold light appeared. From within the city walls, only the lower half of the colossus, clad in armor, could be seen.

Its upper body was completely hidden above the clouds, and it could only be roughly inferred that it was humanoid.

A moment later, a long sword as large as a mountain cleaved down from the sky.

The blade met the golden light shield.

The sounds of friction, "click, click...", were incessant.

Fine cracks also appeared on the surface of the light shield. This strike, which condensed the spiritual power of the faith of thousands of soldiers, was actually much more effective than the combined attack of the three elders and their source beasts.

After the giant spirit lifted the longsword back into the clouds, it slashed down at the same spot again a moment later.

A deep groove suddenly appeared on the protective light shield. Luo Xuan frowned slightly, and a ring appeared behind him.

Silver-white Dao patterns emerged from the ring, transforming into countless threads that rushed towards the giant spirit in the sky. However, they were blocked halfway by the source beasts of the three elders.

"I've heard that the great master Luo Xuan is most skilled at observing fate. I wonder if your current situation is also being observed."

If it were under observation, could one possibly escape it?

Those who seek to predict fate do not observe themselves. If they were seeking profit and avoiding disaster, they would not have wasted thousands of years in this Thousand Spirit City.

The giant spirit's third strike cleaved down from the sky, and the crack that had appeared gradually widened. Luo Xuan glanced at the city's residents who were looking up at the sky in terror.

Because at this moment his divine sense could permeate every corner of the city, he could completely perceive the fear and dread in the hearts of the residents, even their complaints and curses, and perhaps their madness as they knew they could not survive.

He sighed softly. He had heard that in ancient times there were great men who used their bodies to mend the sky and save the people. He could not mend the sky, but he could mend the flaws in this city.

"boom"

As the fourth strike landed, many of the gilded runes that had appeared throughout the city dimmed, turning into shattered particles that floated in the air.

Luo Xuan slowly stood up, the circular source beast behind him expanding dramatically. He gazed intently at the sky.

I silently thought to myself, "What a pity, teacher, I will ultimately be unable to go to Kunlun to meet you."

He lightly touched his brow with his finger, and simultaneously drew out a tiny divine soul and a small, colorful crystal.

When the divine soul and the colored crystal appeared, the entire world suddenly fell silent, as if the crystal possessed some kind of strange spacetime power.

However, before he could even use them, masks descended from the sky and, before the many contract masters could react, instantly covered the faces of all the soldiers.

Almost instantly, the colossal spirit, formed from the combined beliefs of countless soldiers, vanished without a trace after a fleeting phantom in the air.

This sudden scene instantly attracted the attention of Luo Xuan and the three elders.

"Who? Who's causing this trouble?"

Jing Shu appeared in front of a soldier, his hand reaching for the mask on the soldier's face. He examined it carefully in his hand, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding area before looking up at the clouds behind the sky.

The original location of the giant spirit has now been replaced by an extremely large mask that hangs down from the sky.

The mask's lines and colors were extremely simple. A few indigo lines were lightly drawn across the face for embellishment. The eyes were a deep blue, and looking into them seemed to draw one's entire being into them without them even realizing it.

And as it floated in the air, everyone on the battlefield inexplicably felt a kind of tranquility that belonged to the soul, and no longer had any thoughts of fighting.

Moreover, in front of the mask stood a woman with an eerie aura, her face obscured, her mere presence exuding an unparalleled elegance.

The three elders looked at the uninvited guest with hostility. Did a masked cultivator at the Transcendent Rank think he could break their rhythm of attack? Was he here to die?