Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

If it weren't for the battle with the Dark Current, which nearly exhausted his magical power and divine soul, the current situation, while troublesome for Yu Changsheng, wouldn't be so difficult.

After a battle, there was hardly any spiritual power left. Maintaining even the last vestige of clarity in the Crimson Hell Dragon was the limit. Once he was completely exhausted, he would no longer be able to restrain the Crimson Hell Dragon...

So, whether the Crimson Hell Dragon, now completely enraged, can break through its cultivation level is another matter. What is worth considering is that its first target will be our group. The Crimson Hell Dragon's soul will be completely submerged in this sky full of blood and evil, and may even suffer irreversible soul damage.

Therefore, it would be extremely difficult to break through again after that.

Yu Changsheng was aware of these things, which was why he felt so helpless.

"Ang ang ang!"

The roar of the dragon, filled with ferocity and blatant malice, resounded through the heavens and echoed in all directions. The Crimson Hell Dragon, with its blinding blood-red light, was surrounded by a sea of ​​black and red fiery flames. As it surged, its aura continuously rose and exploded, like a demonic dragon from the underworld. Wave after wave of terrifying attacks rained down on the sky and the earth.

The power that erupted wave after wave had already surpassed the Foundation Establishment stage and reached the Golden Core stage. Even without a direct confrontation, the aftershocks alone were enough to make Yu Changsheng find it difficult to resist.

And so, the wind howled, the evil flames surged, the Crimson Hell Dragon's body rose and fell, with each breath stirring up a great storm, standing in the air, its dragon claws waving, its tail lashing out, its vast dragon might erupting wave after wave, suppressing all directions.

"Fine, if it really doesn't work out, we'll wait until next time." Yu Changsheng frowned with difficulty, his face contorted in pain as he looked at the Crimson Dragon. He smiled bitterly to himself, as if he had made a decision.

Yu Changsheng took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Tianwen and the others beside him, and with a bitter feeling in his heart, he waved his hand, intending to forcibly summon the Crimson Hell Dragon back to his inner world by relying on the spirit beast contract.

Once the Crimson Hell Dragon goes into a complete frenzy, while they might be able to remain unharmed despite the Spirit Beast Contract, Zhang Tianwen and the others would be doomed.

In particular, the power unleashed by the Crimson Hell Dragon at this moment has surpassed the Foundation Establishment stage and reached the Golden Core stage. In addition, Shen Xingchen and the others have just finished fighting and have not yet recovered. Given their concerns, Yu Changsheng dared not imagine what the final result would be, nor did he want such a thing to happen.

After much deliberation, the only solution seems to be to forcibly interrupt this promotion.

Just as Yu Changsheng was about to helplessly interrupt the breakthrough, a clear, bell-like sound suddenly echoed softly, spreading like a clear spring amidst the sea of ​​fire.

"I'll give it a try."

Yu Changsheng turned his head in astonishment, looking at Jing Xueyi, who had finished refining at some point.

Jing Xueyi's face was serene, and her graceful figure was even more captivating amidst the storm, exuding an ethereal charm. She quietly looked at Yu Changsheng, meeting his gaze without flinching.

"Do you have a solution?"

Yu Changsheng took a deep breath, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart, and looked at Jing Xueyi as he spoke.

"It might not work..." Jing Xueyi nodded gently, looked up at the Crimson Dragon, a hint of seriousness flashing in her eyes, before her expression became earnest. "But I want to give it a try. It's not good for you to keep taking care of me."

"Okay." Yu Changsheng nodded, suppressing his weariness, and completely made way for him.

"The Flowing Light Harp..."

Jing Xueyi took a deep breath, and with a slight movement of her fair wrist, a magnificent spiritual treasure appeared in her hand with a flash of light. After she gently grasped it, its radiant light blurred her body.

This magical instrument has twenty-three strings. When Jing Xueyi gently plucked the strings, the notes rippled in the air like water droplets.

First it is light and agile, then it is graceful and elegant, like fallen leaves slowly landing, or like flowing clouds, like rippling water, or like blooming flowers.

Furthermore, a mysterious Daoist essence flowed forth, carrying a strange power that calmed the mind and caused noticeable fluctuations in the soul, like a gentle breeze soothing the mind.

Jing Xueyi smiled faintly, her voice flowing like clouds and water, a heavenly sound that resonated in everyone's hearts. Zhang Tianwen and the others unconsciously closed their eyes, relaxing their minds and enjoying the moment.

Even Yu Changsheng, whose mind was exhausted, was replenished and relaxed. His spiritual power slowly recovered, and in the midst of a state of tranquility, he saw the flowing clouds in the sky and the setting sun over the desert appearing before his eyes in turn. The vast and boundless starry sky seemed to beckon to him, so close at hand.

With a strange power, the world fell silent. The Crimson Hell Dragon trembled, its body visibly stiffening suddenly. The ferocity in its eyes began to fade, and clarity emerged amidst its struggle.

The overwhelming malevolent aura seemed to be smoothed out and softened by this strange melody, becoming much calmer, like a spring breeze and rain, like clouds drifting from the sky, nourishing all things, falling little by little.

Jing Xueyi appeared extremely composed. With a slight movement of her fair wrist, her white neck was as white as snow. Standing tall and graceful, her light robe fluttered in the wind. The Flowing Light Zither in her hands shone faintly, and her spiritual power was like falling flowers and drifting clouds, scattering willow catkins in the spring breeze, stirring up the Dao essence.

With her stunningly beautiful face, she was like a scene from heaven and earth. The wind stopped and the rain ceased, and the sound of the zither drifted in and out, sometimes near and sometimes far. The lingering sound echoed in the rafters and in the flowing water of the mountains. Jing Xueyi murmured softly, and one after another, wonderful notes emerged from her, turning into substance and condensing into strange runes that floated like the wind and finally stuck to the Crimson Hell Dragon.

"hold head high……"

The Crimson Hell Dragon roared, but this time, its voice was less brutal and more gentle. The raging evil flames on its body also trembled and finally rolled back into the Crimson Hell Dragon's body.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, and a terrifying pressure descended upon the void, rising from the body of the Crimson Hell Dragon. The Crimson Hell Dragon roared continuously, and its body suddenly expanded, fully unfolding, casting a shadow that covered the sky and sun.

The dragon's might was vast and continuous, shaking the mountains and forests. At this moment, Jing Xueyi's zither music slowly ended. As the lingering sound dissipated, everyone slowly opened their eyes, as if their minds were still lingering in their sleep.

But Jing Xueyi smiled brightly. After putting away the Liuguang Qin, she was slightly out of breath, her face flushed, but her eyes were as bright as moonlight.

"hold head high!"

The dragon roared loudly, and when its momentum reached its peak, the wind and clouds gathered in an instant, and black lines were suddenly imprinted on the Crimson Hell Dragon. In the darkness, it seemed as if some kind of shackle had been broken...

The laws surged, and the Crimson Hell Dragon became excited. At this moment, all its baleful aura contracted, and from its open mouth, the nascent form of a golden dragon pearl slowly emerged...

Though called a Dragon Ball, it's more like a strange ball of light, radiating a soft golden glow, floating in the void, exuding a majestic dragon's might. Various strange energies converge within it.

"He's broken through to the third tier?!"

Yu Changsheng opened his eyes and his face lit up with joy upon seeing this.

[The Crimson Hell Dragon has successfully broken through to the third tier, its bloodline potential has increased, and its physical strength has greatly improved! Its domain has been strengthened! Its divine soul has been strengthened! 100000 essence points have been gained!]

[The flames mutated, transforming into hellfire, imbued with a ferocious aura, greatly increasing their attack power and inflicting a corrosive effect on the soul! The innate divine ability, Hellfire Purgatory, has been mastered!]

.........

The feedback from his cultivation level came simultaneously. In an instant, his already surging cultivation level advanced another step, and the nine-layered spiritual platform was completely filled and solidified. The aura of the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage exploded out. Then, cracks slowly appeared at the base of the spiritual platform...

"It's not time to break through yet!"

Yu Changsheng's expression changed. His depleted magical power was quickly replenished, and his soul became full again. He gritted his teeth and pressed down hard. A flash of light appeared on his spiritual platform, and with a thunderous suppression, the crack disappeared.

In return, Yu Changsheng achieved a more complete cultivation level, exuding the aura of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, causing the wind and clouds to swirl and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to flood in.

"This guy is only at the Foundation Establishment stage? His aura is already comparable to that of a typical Golden Core cultivator? Just how profound is his foundation at the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Jing Xueyi's expression was solemn. She swallowed a pill, exhaled deeply, and looked at Yu Changsheng, her eyes filled with undisguised shock.

After a long while, Yu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes again, a glint of light flashing in them. After stretching, his energy and spirit returned to their peak.

"hold head high……"

The Crimson Hell Dragon shrank in size, transforming into a swimming dragon that floated beside Yu Changsheng, affectionately nuzzling him.

Yu Changsheng chuckled and carefully examined the Crimson Hell Dragon. In terms of appearance, the Crimson Hell Dragon was not much different from before, except that it was covered with a layer of black patterns, with specks of malevolent energy scattered within.

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After assessing his physical condition, Yu Changsheng turned to look at the serene Jing Xueyi, a hint of gratitude in his eyes. He solemnly clasped his hands in a respectful bow, his tone resounding:

"I really have to thank Fellow Daoist Jing this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have been in grave danger. I am extremely grateful. If you need anything, just let me know."

Upon hearing this, Jing Xueyi smiled gently and said softly, "It's alright. I am already grateful to Young Master Yu for saving me just now. It was something I should do. Since I encountered this situation, I couldn't just sit idly by."

As she spoke, Jing Xueyi looked up at Yu Changsheng, her eyes sparkling with affection. She hesitated for a moment before speaking tentatively, "Also, Young Master Yu, there's no need to be so reserved. If you don't mind, just call me Xueyi."

"Okay." Yu Changsheng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. "You don't need to be so formal, just call me Changsheng."

One thing at a time, although Yu Changsheng didn't have any feelings for Jing Xueyi, the incident just now would have had a significant impact on him if Jing Xueyi hadn't intervened in time. Therefore, without realizing it, Yu Changsheng's feelings for Jing Xueyi had grown considerably.

Moreover, everyone has a love for beauty. Given Jing Xueyi's appearance, it's hard to dislike her.

"By the way, what was the name of the piece you just played?"

Yu Changsheng paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and asked softly.

Jing Xueyi smiled gently, and softly uttered two words from her cherry-like lips: "Peace of the soul."

"It is not an offensive spell, but rather a spell that targets the soul, amplifying its power, purifying the mind, and dispelling evil."

Jing Xueyi explained softly, then smiled and said, "It's all thanks to the Demonic Jade Flower you gave me, Changsheng. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to play it completely in this place."

During their conversation, Zhang Tianwen and Li Minghan coughed softly. Looking around, Li Minghan pondered for a moment and then said:

"Alright, let's leave here first. The commotion just now might have attracted a lot of people. Although we're not afraid, we can't keep fighting without a break."

"That's true." Yu Changsheng thought for a moment and nodded. "But then again, the people from the Undercurrents actually came secretly during this trip to the secret realm. They're really bold."

Yu Changsheng's eyes turned cold, and he sneered as he spoke.

"There's nothing we can do. This time, anyone who meets the requirements can come to the Heavenly Fiend Secret Realm. At this critical juncture, it's inevitable that there will be oversights."

Zhang Tianwen waved his hand helplessly, then smiled and said in a slightly cold tone, "But this is fine too. I've been worried about not having a chance to deal with this undercurrent. Now that he has walked right into my trap, it saves me the trouble."

"Too."

Upon hearing this, Yu Changsheng smiled slightly. At this moment, his Crimson Dragon had broken through to the third level. With his overall strength, even a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator would not be invincible. Therefore, he could be a little bolder in this trip to the secret realm.

After all, looking at the entire Martial Continent, there are very few people who can cultivate the Golden Core stage within a hundred years, and reaching the mid-stage of the Golden Core stage is almost their limit.

"If that's what you think..."

Jing Xueyi listened quietly to their conversation, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Heading eastward for about a thousand miles, there lies a great rift valley where many underworld figures gather, seemingly searching for some kind of treasure..."

However, there were too many evil spirits in that place, and their strength was extremely powerful, so they couldn't enter for the time being.

I was just passing by by chance, and out of curiosity, I secretly took a look. As a result, I was discovered and that's why those eight people chased me here..."

Jing Xueyi spoke softly, then looked at Yu Changsheng and the others.

Yu Changsheng was taken aback, then seemed to understand something, and asked in a moment of realization, "Do you know the exact strength of the person in the undercurrent?"

"Well," Jing Xueyi thought for a moment, "if we exclude the eight people who were chasing me, there are probably about twelve left, among whom there may be two Golden Core cultivators."

If it were before, Jing Xueyi would not have told Yu Changsheng about this matter. However, after witnessing Yu Changsheng suppress the Dark Flow Golden Core and the Crimson Refining Hell Dragon break through to the third level, she felt that it was not impossible to consider it.

"Two Golden Core cultivators..."

Yu Changsheng pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Tianwen. Zhang Tianwen smiled and said, "It's alright, Changsheng. If you think it's okay, then let's go take a look."

"Moreover, I'm very curious about what could possibly be the opportunity that would mobilize so many people to investigate from the shadows." (End of Chapter)