Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Outside Purple Bamboo Mountain, under the watchful eyes of the masses, a group of independent cultivators, including those from the two continents of Qingzhou and Wuzhou, gathered, each with their own thoughts.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a tall and slender figure slowly walked out of the Purple Bamboo Mountain. Wherever he stepped, the purple bamboo swayed gently and bowed as if in worship.

This figure, dressed in a white and blue robe, stood tall and straight like a sword, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome face with chiseled features. His long hair was tied inside a gilded and jade-inlaid purple dragon crown, and a blue belt was lightly tied around his waist. With a slight lift of his fingers, a spirit sword emitting a purple jade glow trembled gently, releasing endless sword energy. The moment it appeared, it attracted the attention of countless people.

A series of gasps echoed rapidly through the crowd. The reason was simple: Yu Changsheng was not alone at this moment. To be precise, he was suddenly holding two blood-stained heads in his left hand!

The two heads, their faces frozen in terror, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror, their mouths slightly open, were casually entangled by Yu Changsheng. With each movement of his body, they were constantly struck, and drops of blood dripped from them, radiating heat, clearly indicating that they had just been severed.

"Who is he?! I've never seen this guy before. He looks so young, and what he's carrying are... those two peak Golden Core cultivators who went in earlier?!"

"And these purple bamboos... they give me the feeling that they're welcoming him? How is that possible!"

"Could it be that he has obtained the treasure in Purple Bamboo Mountain?"

A chorus of astonished and suspicious gazes fell upon Yu Changsheng, and gasps of surprise rose and fell, but no one dared to make a move.

"Wow, it's quite lively here. Are you waiting for me?"

Yu Changsheng looked calmly at the crowd outside Zizhu Mountain and spoke softly, his voice not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

"Yu Changsheng! I knew he wasn't dead!"

The three people in the crowd, including Chen Feng, all had their pupils shrink in unison. Their eyes, as they looked at Yu Changsheng, held a mixture of disbelief and a hint of fear.

In particular, when they looked at the two heads that Yu Changsheng was holding, their terror was magnified infinitely.

"How is this possible? Lords Wang Cheng and Tang Han are both at the peak of the Golden Core stage, yet they were defeated by Yu Changsheng like this..."

Cheng Tao swallowed hard, took two steps back, took a deep breath, and felt a chill run from his head to his feet.

"This guy, he's broken through to the Golden Core stage?"

Chen Tao frowned, his eyes filled with shock, while Wu Huan clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, and subconsciously moved towards the center of the crowd.

While the three were filled with doubt and uncertainty, Yu Changsheng suddenly glanced around and finally focused his gaze on Cheng Tao and his two companions. His expression turned cold, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Old man? You've actually tracked me all the way here. Why are you still hiding? What, are you surprised to see me?"

After saying that, Yu Changsheng waved his arm and threw the heads of Wang Cheng and Tang Han at Chen Feng. He then took a big step in the air and swooped down towards the three of them.

Its head traced a perfect arc, soaring over the crowd and flying towards Chen Feng. Wherever it passed, the scattered cultivators paled and hurriedly dodged, looking at Yu Changsheng with extreme fear.

Yu Changsheng simply ignored these scrutinizing gazes. Among these rogue cultivators, there were few in the mid-to-late stages of the Golden Core realm, and most had only reached the Foundation Establishment stage. His target was merely Chen Feng and his two companions.

"Since you chased me like a stray dog ​​back then, now that I'm taking the initiative, I wonder if you still have the courage to fight?"

Yu Changsheng sneered, the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in his hand scattering endless sword energy, flashing with cold light. The Purple Spirit Emperor lay on the sword, curiously looking at Chen Feng and the other two.

Chen Feng's expression changed as he sensed the fluctuations behind Yu Changsheng. He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and the three of them exchanged glances, nodded to each other, and then formed a triangle around Yu Changsheng.

"So what if you've broken through to the Golden Core stage? I don't know how you managed to kill those two lords by sheer luck, but since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, you might as well not leave."

Chen Feng spoke in a sinister tone. The three of them stood still in the void. The next moment, streaks of blood spread from their bodies, intertwined with each other, and quickly transformed into a hundred-foot-tall Thousand-Handed Asura, its entire body blood red, exuding an ominous and eerie aura.

An astonishing aura erupted from it, and in an instant, the surrounding rogue cultivators who were watching all changed color and hurriedly retreated, looking at this scene with surprised and uncertain eyes.

"They are also at the peak of the Golden Core stage, yet they are so low-key. It seems that this young man has some grudge against them."

"Isn't this kid being a bit too arrogant? Regardless of whether he's obtained any fortuitous encounters, facing three peak Golden Core cultivators alone, especially with their combined attack, isn't he afraid of getting himself killed?"

People around them were talking amongst themselves, but they all felt the need to keep their distance. Some looked on with pity, while others sneered and were happy to see it happen.

Many others, however, fixed their gazes on the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in Yu Changsheng's hand, swallowing hard and revealing obvious greed in their eyes.

"The sword I'm holding now actually has a sword spirit. It feels like a top-grade spiritual treasure... Could this be the treasure he obtained in Purple Bamboo Mountain?"

"Let's wait and see, if an opportunity arises..."

.........

Everyone had different thoughts, but Yu Changsheng remained calm, looked up at the hundred-foot-tall Blood Hand Asura, and gently shook his head.

"It's the same old trick. Before, I might have been afraid of you, but now..."

Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow and suddenly pointed the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in his hand upward. The next moment, an extremely stunning sword light suddenly appeared. This sword light was as ethereal as a sound and as wild geese flying horizontally. Faintly, a setting sun appeared. Accompanied by the stunning sword light, it suddenly split in two. Only this sword light pierced straight into the sky!

"The Sword of the Fallen Geese!"

buzzing...

The void trembled, and the sword intent roared. A solemn expression appeared on the face of the Purple Spirit Emperor. The sword merged into the body of the sword, and the purple bamboo forest below swayed gently. Strands of purple light merged into it, covering the amazing sword light with a layer of purple, adding a hazy feeling.

Furthermore, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged wildly into this sword at this moment, and a faint Dao essence permeated and covered Yu Changsheng. At this moment, Yu Changsheng's figure was like a god, and the sword he wielded became even more terrifying!

"Isn't this guy a beast tamer? How can he have such superb swordsmanship?"

Chen Feng and the others' expressions changed drastically. Feeling the power of this sword, their hearts were filled with shock and confusion. They gritted their teeth and controlled the Thousand-Handed Asura to press down hard on the sword light!

Blood Hand Asura, a unique combined attack technique of the Qingzhou military, is known to many, though few possess it.

Therefore, when Chen Feng and the other two jointly unleashed the hundred-zhang-long Blood Hand Asura, a series of exclamations immediately arose from the crowd.

"Bloody Hand Asura? Isn't that a secret formation of the Qingzhou military? How come these three know it too? Could they be members of the Qingzhou military?"

"Why are the military personnel here at Zizhu Mountain instead of fighting on the front lines? It's really strange."

A series of suspicious voices arose, and the rogue cultivators of Qingzhou narrowed their eyes, their gazes towards Chen Feng and his companions filled with curiosity and speculation.

"If that's the case, then who are they fighting against?"

The people of Wuzhou stared at Yu Changsheng, exchanging bewildered glances as they scrutinized him closely.

Yu Changsheng, perhaps unaware of his own existence, had quietly gained considerable fame. Although these people were mostly independent cultivators with few sect disciples, many had heard of Yu Changsheng. Upon closer observation, unsurprisingly, some recognized him, and one exclaimed in surprise:

"Isn't this Yu Changsheng from the Myriad Manifestations Sect? I heard that the Myriad Manifestations Sect's flying boat was attacked and its disciples scattered. Could it be that Yu Changsheng came here because of this?"

"And these three are actually members of the Qingzhou military, the ones who were hunting down Yu Changsheng?"

"Wasn't Yu Changsheng supposed to be a beast tamer? How come he looks more like a sword cultivator now?"

A series of surprised and doubtful speculations arose. For a moment, the Wuzhou rogue cultivators' gazes towards Yu Changsheng changed, and then they looked at Chen Feng and the other two, their brows furrowing slightly. Although they were displeased, they remained silent and observed the situation quietly.

At the same time, the cultivators of Wuzhou had some degree of aversion towards the people of Qingzhou. However, these people were all independent cultivators, so they would not help Yu Changsheng just because of this.

Many even watched with great interest, some gloating while secretly eyeing the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in Yu Changsheng's hand, swallowing hard.

Many of the independent cultivators in Qingzhou shared the same thought. As a result, the cultivators from both continents unanimously chose to step back and observe, without intending to interfere or make a move.

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I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

The Blood Hand Asura raged, its tentacles twisting and swirling, unleashing terrifying power as they entangled Yu Changsheng. In an instant, the sky turned crimson, the blood-red expanse spreading like a sea.

Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression still calm, only straightening his posture a little more as he faced Thousand-Handed Asura and smiled gently.

"boom!"

The sword intent erupted completely in the next instant, and the sword fell like a startled wild goose. However, the Blood Hand Asura's body suddenly stopped. In the incredulous gazes of Chen Feng and the other two, a faint scratch slowly appeared on the Blood Hand Asura's body, running through it from front to back.

"Roar roar roar!"

With a mournful roar, Bloodhand Asura, in a flash of light, with just one sword strike, his body was severed in two, and in the end, with a furious roar of resentment, he turned into specks of blood mist and dissipated.

"Pfft pfft..."

With their supernatural powers broken, Chen Feng and the other two shuddered, each spitting out a mouthful of blood. Their faces turned pale instantly, and their eyes, looking up at Yu Changsheng, were filled with disbelief and terror.

"One sword... just one sword? How is that possible?"

Wu Huan suppressed the terror in his heart and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

If we had known that the Blood Hand Asura, unleashed by nearly three peak Golden Core cultivators, would be virtually unmatched among Golden Core cultivators, even those at the initial Purple Mansion stage would have had to be on high alert.

And now, he was instantly killed by Yu Changsheng with such a casual sword strike?!

This result shocked and stunned Chen Feng and his two companions, who found it even harder to accept. Looking at Yu Changsheng, they were filled with awe, as if he were a monster.

"Too weak."

Yu Changsheng slowly shook his head and spoke softly. Although his face was slightly pale, it quickly regained its color. He was not very satisfied with the result.

With the perfected "Flying Goose" technique, the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword, the Heavenly Dao Golden Core, and the blessing of being in the Purple Bamboo Forest...

This series of enhancements is what led to this seemingly effortless yet astonishing sword strike.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The next moment, Yu Changsheng slid his fingers upwards, and with a sudden swing of his long sword, his body moved like lightning, transforming into a world-shaking bolt of thunder, rushing straight towards Chen Feng. With a boom, his cultivation at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm was fully activated and erupted!

"Dark Annihilation Sword!"

The sky darkened in an instant, and only Yu Changsheng swung his sword, unleashing a towering, blood-red sword beam that stretched across the heavens and earth, constantly entangled with the destructive force and bloodthirsty intent of the rogue cultivators, rushing straight out!

"Buzzing..."

The Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in Yu Changsheng's hand trembled, its sword intent flowing freely, and a mysterious blood dragon shadow quietly surrounded the sword. Thus, this sword strike rose to earth, unleashing an even more terrifying power!

"What?!"

Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at Yu Changsheng, who was getting closer and closer. A huge sense of life and death crisis rapidly spread throughout his body and mind. The power of this sword was even more terrifying than the falling of a wild goose!

The levels and proficiency of the two sword techniques, the Soaring Goose Sword and the Dark Annihilation Killing Sword, are basically the same. However, with the blessing of the Heavenly Dao Qi and the Heavenly Fiend, the latter's power is indeed much stronger.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sword light left a mark, gently slicing across Chen Feng's abdomen. The intent of destruction erupted rapidly within Chen Feng's internal organs. Chen Feng didn't utter a single word; his expression froze instantly, revealing only the light of terror in his eyes, which eventually dimmed. With the explosion of sword intent, his body was completely reduced to ashes!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng, at the peak of the Golden Core stage, perished!

All of this, though it sounds like a long time, is actually just a breath away!

"!! Chen Feng?!"

Cheng Tao and Wu Huan's expressions changed simultaneously. Seeing their teammate, who had completely perished, die in front of them, the terror in their hearts erupted to an unparalleled degree at this moment!

"escape!"

Without any other thoughts, faced with this terrifying combat power, Cheng Tao and Wu Huan exchanged a glance and, without saying a word, unleashed the most terrifying speed they had ever experienced, transforming into a long rainbow and flying off to the two sides!

"Trying to run away? When you were chasing me, did you ever imagine this day would come?"

Yu Changsheng shook his head slightly, smiled slowly, and watched the two's actions with a cold eye. Suddenly, he pressed his large hand against the sky, and the Crimson Purgatory Dragon appeared, its terrifying dragon might stretching endlessly!

"Crimson Flame, Seal the Sky!" x2

In the next instant, Yu Changsheng and the Crimson Hell Dragon attacked simultaneously. A layer of reddish light quickly enveloped the surrounding space, and the sealing power entangled, enveloping Cheng Tao and Wu Huan. (End of Chapter)