Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The space trembled, and wherever the red light passed, a sealing force swept through in an instant. Within the area, the wind stopped and the rain ceased, and the space itself was condensed. Faintly, chains of Dao principles appeared, locking everything in place.

Crimson Dragon Seal, as the only auxiliary skill of Crimson Dragon, has a very simple function: to seal off a small area of ​​space and weaken the enemy to a certain extent.

At this moment, the sealing power unleashed by Yu Changsheng and the Crimson Dragon was astonishing, and its effects secretly alarmed Yu Changsheng.

"Is it because of the Heavenly Dao Golden Elixir? It makes my perception of the power of heaven and earth more subtle and intimate within this area, and the Daoist chains restrict me less..."

Yu Changsheng murmured to himself, thinking of many things and making some guesses in an instant, but he didn't care too much. Instead, he looked up at Cheng Tao and Wu Huan, whose bodies suddenly froze in mid-air, and his eyes flashed with cold light, his killing intent bursting out.

"Crimson Prison Shadow Dragon Slayer!" x2

Yu Changsheng swiftly formed hand seals, unleashing his magical power in a frenzied outburst. He then pointed a sharp finger at Cheng Tao, and the Crimson Hell Dragon roared and soared into the sky. Its body swayed, and in an instant, layers of superimposed images appeared as it rushed towards Wu Huan!

The shadows of dragons were numerous, a total of sixteen Crimson Hell Dragons, divided into two groups, surrounding Cheng Tao and Wu Huan layer by layer.

Cheng Tao's steps suddenly froze. The next moment, his eyes hardened, he bit his tongue hard, let out a muffled groan, and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. His aura also suddenly surged, breaking through the spatial limitations. Looking at the eight dragon shadows around him, he slammed his fist into his chest, and thousands of blood vessels appeared in an instant.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The blood streaks, like snakes, were incredibly agile, spreading outwards from Cheng Tao's center. Each streak possessed astonishing corrosiveness. When touched on the dragon shadow, black mist immediately emerged, and the dragon shadow dissolved amidst its wailing cries, while most of the blood streaks also dissipated.

On the other hand, Wu Huan was not so lucky. Among the three, he had the lowest cultivation level and was still recovering from his injuries. At this moment, facing the Crimson Dragon in its prime, he could not even put up a fight and was swallowed up in one gulp, leaving only a lingering echo.

When Cheng Tao witnessed this scene, his fear intensified, creating a stark contrast that fermented within him, making it feel utterly unreal.

Just a few days ago, this person was like a stray dog, but now he can easily kill me.

"What's going on with this guy? He's only been out of the public eye for a short time, and he's already broken through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. Even if a Heavenly Dao Golden Core cultivator's combat power is extraordinary, this is just too outrageous!"

Cheng Tao gritted his teeth, looking at Yu Changsheng's calm expression, secretly lamenting his predicament, and feeling increasingly strained in his hands.

He had witnessed Yu Changsheng bring down the Heavenly Tribulation, so he naturally knew that Yu Changsheng was a Heavenly Dao Golden Core cultivator. However, his Golden Core was equally impressive, being of the Earthly level as well!

Generally speaking, the Heavenly Dao Golden Core, as the pinnacle of Golden Cores, possesses extraordinary combat power. When facing a lower-level Golden Core, it can almost bridge the gap of a small realm. Its greatest advantage is that it does not offer any unique advantage to the cultivator's future path.

Even so, he was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, while Yu Changsheng was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core stage. It was already quite remarkable that he could defeat a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, but to say that he could instantly kill him? This was hard for Cheng Tao to accept.

"Is this guy some kind of monster? He's only just broken through to the Golden Core stage, yet he already possesses such combat power. If such a genius were allowed to grow, wouldn't he become the next Cao Jinxian?"

Cheng Tao frowned, his mind racing. He gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from Yu Changsheng. A cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

"No, this kind of genius cannot be allowed to grow unchecked. We must nip it in the bud, no matter the cost. So I cannot die; I must bring this message back!"

Cheng Tao roared inwardly, thinking this, not knowing whether it was true or just making excuses for himself. After taking a deep breath, he found a direction, bit his finger hard, and with a flick of his wrist, a dark blue-black pot about six inches long appeared.

"The Qiankun Pot!"

A drop of blood was forced from Cheng Tao's fingertip and placed on the spout of the Qiankun Pot. The next moment, the Qiankun Pot was covered with a faint red light. With a gentle breath from Cheng Tao, the Qiankun Pot trembled slightly and shot out boundless sword light from its spout, which condensed into a huge azure celestial sword and rushed straight towards Yu Changsheng.

Sword energy erupted like a flood, and the Heavenly Sword rose up with astonishing force. Wherever the sword pointed, layers of void ripped open, breaking through everything and pointing directly at Yu Changsheng!

"Playing with swords in front of me?"

Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression unchanged. He glanced at the Qiankun Pot in Cheng Tao's hand, nodded secretly, and said calmly:

"The treasure is nice, but it's just a fake. If it were the real Qiankun Pot, I'd be a bit more afraid of you."

After saying that, Yu Changsheng lightly flicked two fingers on the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword, and the Purple Spirit Emperor emerged from it, looking at Cheng Tao with a grin. There was no fear on his face, but rather curiosity.

"Little one, play with him and let him see the bond between us."

Yu Changsheng chuckled and said to Zi Linghuang with a hint of teasing.

"Uh-huh."

Zi Linghuang nodded obediently, a smile appearing on her face. When she looked at Cheng Tao, she closed her eyes and gently slashed the Zi Linghuang Sword in the void.

With a light lift of the sword, a crack appeared where it passed, twisting and radiating boundless brilliance.

"In the beginning..."

The light was soft yet dazzling, illuminating a region with a sense of harmony and giving people a feeling of hope. At first glance, it would invigorate one's spirit. It started as a single point and then quickly spread and merged into a magnificent expanse, transforming into an ocean of light.

A solemn expression slowly appeared on Zi Linghuang's tender face. He spoke in a clear voice and slashed forward with the Zi Linghuang Sword in his hand once again!

"The creation of heaven and earth!"

In an instant, the radiance converged, transforming into a crescent-shaped sword beam that stretched for hundreds of miles in a flash, becoming the most magnificent sword strike, carrying the intent of creation, and charging forward, crashing into the boundless sword light emitted from the Qiankun Pot!

"Click..."

Without any suspense, the azure heavenly sword collapsed instantly, and this sword that opened the heavens continued to rush towards the astonished Cheng Tao with unstoppable force.

"What?"

Cheng Tao was stunned, his scalp tingled, and a chill rose from the top of his head, covering his entire body. Ignoring the pain, he gritted his teeth and threw the Qiankun Pot in his hand, crashing it into the Heaven-Opening Sword.

"Boom!"

The two collided, but only caused the sword to lag slightly for a moment. As the Qiankun Pot broke in two, the dazzling sword light illuminated Cheng Tao's panicked expression before completely engulfing him.

"No!!"

Cheng Tao roared, but then stopped abruptly. After everything had vanished, Cheng Tao fell!

Once the sword was drawn, no matter how much frustration and resentment Cheng Tao felt, in the end, all his resistance was futile and in vain.

The Primordial Creation, as a quasi-saint level killing technique, although it was not personally unleashed by Yu Changsheng, but solely through the efforts of the Purple Spirit Emperor...

However, Zi Linghuang is already a late-stage Tier 3 Beast Tamer, and with the quality of its cultivation technique and the enhancement of the Spirit Emperor Sword, Zizhu Mountain is its home ground...

Despite the fact that this sword strike was not as powerful as the one Yu Changsheng used himself, it was still not to be underestimated. It was still enough to kill Cheng Tao.

"Hehehe."

Zi Linghuang jumped for joy, her tender little face beaming with delight as she looked at Yu Changsheng with a smug expression. Yu Changsheng smiled and nodded, suppressing his surprise, and affectionately patted Zi Linghuang.

"Well done!" Yu Changsheng gave Zi Linghuang a thumbs up and praised him. He then turned to look at the people around him and coughed lightly twice.

Outside Zizhu Mountain, there was a deathly silence.

From the moment Yu Changsheng made his move to the swift and decisive killing of Chen Feng and his two companions, only a hundred breaths had passed. Such a terrifying battle order...

The two men, who had been working together for two weeks, held their breath and watched this scene in silence. After a long while, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.

After a long while, voices of discussion began to rise. The crowd looked at Yu Changsheng with flickering eyes and uncertain suspicion, and silently took a few steps back.

"Are you kidding me? Didn't you say he was a beast tamer? With this swordsmanship, you're telling me he's a beast tamer?"

"Such an exquisite sword strike, how could it be from the hand of Changsheng? Moreover, he is only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, yet he killed these three in such a short time!"

"Terrifying indeed! No wonder he's the number one in the Heavenly Fiend Secret Realm, and truly deserves the title of the number one genius in the Martial Continent..."

"Currently, Wuzhou is in turmoil, and the Myriad Manifestations Sect is barely able to protect itself. Yu Changsheng is a prodigy... If he misses this opportunity, it will be difficult to get another one..."

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

The sounds of breathing rose and fell, some gasped in surprise, some admired and revered, and some were secretly jealous and ill-intentioned. Their gazes, fixed on the Spirit Emperor Sword in Yu Changsheng's hand, burned even more intensely.

"Just by observing the attack of this magical treasure itself, without him even making a move, he easily killed a peak Golden Core cultivator..."

"Such divine weapons and sword spirits, such treasures, although they are currently only spiritual treasures, it is only a matter of time before they are upgraded to divine weapons. It seems that the opportunity in Purple Bamboo Mountain has indeed been obtained by Yu Changsheng."

"No, such a treasure cannot be missed. Only a true swordsman like myself deserves to possess it..."

Everyone had different thoughts and their faces were uncertain, but when Yu Changsheng coughed softly, they all trembled involuntarily, withdrew their gazes, and stared intently at Yu Changsheng without making any further moves.

Although Yu Changsheng killed three peak Golden Core cultivators with his first move, ...treasure is tempting, and fortune favors the bold. Faced with a treasure like the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword, and with their numerical advantage...

There's always a sense of wishful thinking; although no one dares to make a move, they don't disperse but remain hesitant and observing.

"What? You guys want to give it a try too?"

After easily killing three people, Yu Changsheng frowned as he looked at the scene. His tone turned cold, and he turned his gaze into the crowd. Suddenly, he pointed the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in his hand.

Wherever he pointed, the crowd retreated, but did not disperse; however, their eyes held even greater fear as they looked at Yu Changsheng.

Seeing this, Yu Changsheng's face grew even colder. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed. He turned around, bowed, and respectfully clasped his hands in a salute to the purple bamboo forest behind him.

The others were stunned. As they watched in surprise, they saw the swathes of purple bamboo in the Purple Bamboo Mountain suddenly sway. Points of purple light gathered like stars and eventually transformed into a blurry sound that suddenly floated there.

The moment this figure appeared, the entire purple bamboo forest swayed and bowed, as if welcoming their true king, their respect evident. A gust of wind swept through, accompanied by an extremely terrifying will that enveloped everyone around.

"What's all this commotion? Do you think Zizhu Mountain is easy to bully just because we don't cause trouble?"

A majestic voice, as powerful as the heavens, exploded in the minds of everyone around, turning into rolling thunder that echoed continuously. A powerful pressure, as if the sky were falling, enveloped everyone's minds.

In an instant, the world darkened, with only purple light shining through. Whether they were rogue cultivators from Qingzhou or Wuzhou, they all changed color, trembling as they looked up at the blurry figure, their faces showing fear.

"Transformation...to become a god?!"

Feeling the overwhelming pressure, even those with lower cultivation levels knelt on the ground, struggling and trembling, their bodies swaying precariously.

The Nascent Soul stage is almost indistinguishable from a god to ordinary cultivators. With a single thought, they can lift mountains and carry seas without a second thought. Therefore, even the mere pressure they exude is something that these cultivators, whose highest level is only Golden Core, cannot withstand.

"senior."

Just as everyone's hearts trembled, Yu Changsheng, who was at the very front, did indeed raise his head and respectfully bow to the Purple Bamboo King.

This figure was none other than the Purple Bamboo King, whom they had just met.

"Um."

Faced with Yu Changsheng's respectful bow, the Purple Bamboo King remained impartial, simply nodding in acceptance and humming in response.

Even so, the shock this scene caused in the eyes of the others was unparalleled. In their astonishment, their hearts trembled, and as they cried out inwardly, the way they secretly looked at Yu Changsheng changed again and again, leaving them speechless.

"This...this! What does this mean? Judging from this, this Nascent Soul cultivator knows Yu Changsheng?!"

"What a joke! If you had just said you had a Nascent Soul stage expert behind you, I wouldn't have dared to covet your spiritual treasure even if you gave me ten times the courage!"

Even a slight nod from a Nascent Soul cultivator to Yu Changsheng carries a completely different meaning in the eyes of this group of rogue cultivators.

Moreover, the timing of its appearance cannot but make people wary.

As a result, the entire Purple Bamboo Mountain fell silent. A group of rogue cultivators, terrified, stood frozen in place, as still as cicadas in winter, trembling with fear.

"Within one hundred breaths, leave my Purple Bamboo Mountain and never set foot here again, or you will die!"

It felt like an eternity had passed, but in reality, only a few seconds had gone by. Amidst everyone's agony, the voice of the Purple Bamboo King, as majestic as the heavens, echoed in their ears once more.

Without the slightest hesitation, all the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, bowed respectfully to the Purple Bamboo King, and quickly rose to fly away. (End of Chapter)