Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Dragon Blood Body Tempering, though called body tempering, actually tempers not only the physical body, but also one's cultivation level to a certain extent.

In addition, it can also play a role in the bloodline transformation of spirit beasts, and there is even a chance that it will carry a trace of dragon bloodline, which has endless uses.

Therefore, in addition to the cultivators, some beast tamers also released their spirit beasts to bathe in the blood dragon pool.

Fortunately, the Blood Dragon Pool is large enough that even after accommodating so many people, there is still a large open space, but it doesn't feel crowded.

One by one, several disciples could not hold on any longer and came out of the Blood Dragon Pool, walking silently to the edge of the pool.

"It's okay, it's good to have gained something, there's no need to compare yourself to others."

Yu Changsheng offered a few words of comfort, then suddenly a thought struck him, and the Golden-Winged Roc, the Black Tortoise, the Colorful Star Deer, and the Crimson Purgatory Dragon emerged from his inner vision to guard him on either side.

"Ang ang ang!"

The Crimson Hell Dragon swung its tail, lowered its head, approached the Blood Dragon Pool, sniffed it, and suddenly rubbed against Yu Changsheng with a hint of joy.

"What's wrong? Is there anything down there that attracts you?"

Looking at the Crimson Hell Dragon's excited expression, Yu Changsheng asked with a smile.

Given the Crimson Hell Dragon's rank, ordinary blood dragon pool water would have no effect on it whatsoever.

"I have a feeling that there is something deep beneath this pool of water."

The Crimson Hell Dragon spoke in a low, humming voice, its words tinged with doubt.

Upon hearing this, Yu Changsheng pondered for a moment, then said to the Golden-Winged Roc and the others:

"You stay here and protect these disciples. I'll go down with Crimson Dragon and check on them. Let me know immediately if anything happens."

The Golden-Winged Roc nodded, and the three tamed beasts had no objections, guarding the area around the Blood Dragon Pool and remaining vigilant.

Without further hesitation, Yu Changsheng nodded to the Crimson Dragon and the two of them plunged into the Blood Dragon Pool.

The pool was vast and blood-red. The deeper one went, the stronger the stench of blood became, and the more viscous the water became, almost like molten lava flowing in torrents.

"The concentration of dragon blood here is actually higher."

Yu Changsheng muttered to himself as he continued to descend deeper. His body began to feel slightly warm, and bubbles rose around him. The Crimson Hell Dragon also suddenly became restless, and its scales began to glow red.

Yu Changsheng could sense that under this environment, the bloodline of the Crimson Hell Dragon seemed to have been purified slightly, but it was too minor to be of any use.

Shaking their heads, the two continued downwards. Before long, they reached the bottom of the pool, a dark red area. Apart from the blood that churned and flowed like ordinary magma around them, there was nothing else.

"Is it over yet?"

Yu Changsheng frowned slightly as he felt the solid ground beneath his feet. The thick blood submerged him, but it only caused him slight discomfort and a burning sensation in his body, without causing any other harm.

"Ang ang ang!!"

The Crimson Hell Dragon lowered its body and lay on the ground. Suddenly, it became excited and began to dig rapidly with its claws, splitting open hard stones one by one.

Seeing this, Yu Changsheng didn't hesitate. His hand flashed with light, and the Purple Spirit Yellow Sword appeared in his hand. The sword energy surged out and he dug continuously into the ground.

After digging for nearly a hundred meters, with no light coming through, Yu Changsheng and Chi Lianyulong were struggling to dig downwards in complete darkness, panting heavily, with drops of sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"Clang clang clang!"

A sudden metallic clanging sound rang out, and in the darkness, streaks of intense firelight flickered continuously.

"Awooo...!"

The Crimson Hell Dragon howled pitifully, constantly flailing its claws, its face contorted in pain.

The Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in Yu Changsheng's hand also trembled violently, its body shaking so intensely that Yu Changsheng almost lost his strength.

"Hmm, what did you bump into?"

Yu Changsheng's spirits lifted, his gaze sharpened, he rubbed his eyes, and carefully reached down, his hand touching a cool, smooth surface. He snapped his fingers, and a few specks of blue light flashed, revealing a huge white bone.

The bones are crystal clear, bearing the marks of time, yet they are also exquisitely beautiful, like a natural work of art. Only a small section is exposed; the rest is buried deep in the ground.

"This is……"

Yu Changsheng frowned, his eyes subtly changing.

"Roar! Ro ...

The Crimson Hell Dragon suddenly became agitated, its eyes burning as it stared at the exposed section of white bone, and continued digging away.

Before long, the entire skeleton was fully exposed before Yu Changsheng's eyes.

This is indeed the remains of a massive true dragon! Its entire body is crystal clear, with no flesh or blood left, only the bones remain indestructible, buried almost completely at the bottom of the Blood Dragon Pool, and even after countless years, it still exudes a terrifying aura.

The only incomplete part was the abdomen of this huge skeleton, which was broken in two, with a large sword wound on it, still bearing traces of sword energy, piercing through the front and back, severing it in half.

"Waaaaah!!!"

The surrounding pool water suddenly churned, turning a blood-red color, and faint, continuous dragon roars echoed, while a vast dragon's might emanated from the remains, enveloping the surroundings.

"Cough cough... Dragon's Might..."

Yu Changsheng coughed, and a violent pressure pressed down from the surrounding blood, accompanied by a majestic dragon aura that shook his mind.

This dragon's might, compared to the "false" dragon's might of the Crimson Hell Dragon, was much more profound and oppressive. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth. Under the pressure of this dragon's might, even Yu Changsheng, with his cultivation level, couldn't help but tremble all over. His magic power became sluggish, and his physical blood and qi seemed to be about to solidify.

It seemed as if their very souls trembled. This was the instinctive tremor of a lower life form when facing a higher life form. This instinct was etched into their very bones, as if the difference in their life levels was like heaven and earth, or the feeling of an ant looking directly at a giant.

And this was just the emanation from the remains of a single corpse; one can imagine how terrifying the true dragon's cultivation must have been in life.

"Roar! Ro ...

The Crimson Hell Dragon roared, its four claws stomping the ground, and intense evil fire ignited on its body, slowly burning. Then, a series of earth-shattering dragon roars thundered out.

"Click, click, click..."

A sound like popping beans resounded through Yu Changsheng's bones. Yu Changsheng frowned, his face contorted with rage, and struggled against the overwhelming dragon's might, slowly rising to his feet.

"You think you can make me submit with just one corpse? Are you kidding me?!"

Yu Changsheng roared, veins bulging on his forehead. The Myriad Spirits Technique was running wildly, and the stagnant magic power slowly began to flow again, and the condensed blood and qi also began to flow again.

At that very moment, as Yu Changsheng activated the Myriad Spirits Technique, the enormous true dragon remains suddenly trembled slightly, as if stimulated by the Myriad Spirits Technique. A wisp of blood-red mist suddenly rose from its skeleton, enveloping Yu Changsheng and the Crimson Hell Dragon.

"Ang ang ang!!!"

Deep, resonant dragon roars suddenly echoed from the red mist, exploding in Yu Changsheng's ears and reaching the depths of his soul. At this moment, a vast will descended and revived.

This will, filled with deep resentment and unwillingness, madness and tyranny, yet incomplete and fragmented, with a pair of scarlet eyes flashing with an eerie black light.

"Awooo..."

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The Crimson Hell Dragon let out a low howl, its body went limp, and the tremor from its very soul instilled in it an instinctive fear, a desire to submit. However, the suppression from a higher level of bloodline firmly intimidated the Crimson Hell Dragon.

"uh-huh?"

Yu Changsheng's expression changed, a faint sense of crisis exploded on his scalp, turning into specks of cold air that swept over his entire body, making him somewhat dazed.

The next moment, those scarlet beast eyes suddenly went berserk, completely ignoring the trembling Crimson Hell Dragon, and charged straight at Yu Changsheng. Ling Tian's resentment erupted, and the Blood Dragon Pool churned and boiled. The disciples who were soaking in the water changed their expressions and opened their eyes, looking at the bottom of the water with surprise and uncertainty.

"This fluctuation... is the young sect leader doing something about it?"

"I hope everything's alright?!"

Everyone was surprised and doubtful, but the black tortoise that was guarding them suddenly opened its eyes. A look of surprise flashed in its weathered beast eyes, and then it quickly plunged into the water.

At this moment, Yu Changsheng's eyes were glazed over. As this will completely rushed into Yu Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness, a series of images also appeared in Yu Changsheng's mind.

The scene shows a winding, continuous mountain range. Looking down from above, the undulating mountain range is the Spirit Dragon Mountain Range!

At the top of the mountain range, amidst the swirling clouds and churning mist, a colossal beast body, comparable to a mountain itself, was revealed. This beast's body was long and stretched to a hundred feet, its entire body covered in bluish-yellow dragon scales that shimmered under the sunlight.

With five claws on its belly, a head like an ox, and antlers like a deer, it spirals upwards in a blue color, piercing the clouds. Its dragon whiskers flutter and droop down the mountain range. Its body is like a snake, floating in the sky. With each breath, bursts of white vapor are released, turning into raindrops to bless the entire Spirit Dragon Mountain Range. Wind and clouds gather, and muffled thunder roars through the void.

An extremely terrifying aura emanated from this spirit dragon, causing even light to distort and all the beasts in the mountains to submit to it.

Before this spirit dragon, facing its overwhelming and earth-shattering power, stood a figure, calmly standing before the true dragon, his expression unchanged. This figure wore a long blue-white robe that fluttered in the wind, his long black hair casually cascading over his shoulders, a few strands falling to his forehead. A gentle breeze blew by, revealing a pair of deep and serene eyes, calm and undisturbed. His face, however, was nothing short of enchanting, otherworldly in its beauty, ethereal and otherworldly!

Compared to the enormous body of the spirit dragon, its figure was less than an ant, yet it possessed an invincible and transcendent aura brewing from its small body.

Although his cultivation level and aura were far inferior to those of the spirit dragon, he was still impossible to ignore!

"Be my tamer, submit, or die!"

Just then, the tiny figure moved slightly, looked up and stared directly into the crimson eyes of the spirit dragon, and spoke calmly, as if it were an unquestionable matter.

"Hahaha!"

A deep, ancient laugh rang out from the dragon's mouth. A hint of anger appeared on its dragon head, and a pair of scarlet beast eyes stared intently at the figure. Streams of white breath came out of its mouth and nose, hitting the face of the celestial figure. The sound it uttered was like rolling thunder.

"Cao Jingxian, I admit you're incredibly talented, but aren't these words a bit too arrogant? A mere Purple Mansion cultivator, not even at the Nascent Soul stage, dares to indulge in wishful thinking and provoke a true dragon?!"

"While I'm still not completely enraged, I can pretend nothing happened and get out of my territory!"

Despite the resounding boom like a great bell, Cao Jinxian remained completely still, a slight smile on her face, and continued speaking without changing her expression:

"A fifth-tier peak spirit beast, a spirit dragon, is barely enough for me to tame. I'm giving you a chance; don't ungratefully take it. I'll say it again: submit, or die!"

Before the words had even finished, the spirit dragon became completely enraged, roaring as its massive claws slammed down on Cao Jinxian!

"You're asking for it!"

The winds and clouds churned, and the dragon, enraged, caused the world to lose its color in an instant. A terrifying dragon's might reverberated around, condensing into a tremendous force that surged fiercely towards Cao Jinxian.

Seeing this, Cao Jinxian merely raised an eyebrow, sighed softly, shook her head with a hint of regret, and flicked her hand lightly in the air, revealing a pure white divine weapon in her hand.

It was indeed a divine weapon, the perfectly intact Immortal-Following Sword.

"If you don't cherish the opportunity I gave you, then there's no point in giving it to you."

Cao Jinxian spoke softly, and the immortal sword trembled slightly, as if excited, rippling out a large amount of sword light that flowed into the void and tore through space.

"In the beginning..."

Space was torn apart, and boundless, gentle light spread out from it, rapidly engulfing the entire world and completely covering the spirit dragon.

Under this dazzling light, all of the spirit dragon's attacks instantly disintegrated as if ice and snow were melting away. The spirit dragon's body froze, the space around it was sealed, and an incredulous look appeared in its eyes.

"The creation of heaven and earth!"

Boom!

The next moment, amidst the dazzling primordial light, a magnificent sword beam suddenly burst forth, piercing through the entire world, carrying the meaning of hope and the power of creation, and fiercely slashing towards the spirit dragon!

"Awoooooo!!!"

As the sword fell, a deafening wail erupted from the dragon's mouth, shaking the very air. The dragon struggled in agony, churning and destroying mountains as it rolled. Terrified, the dragon's blood sprayed onto the earth. Where the sword light struck, flesh melted away, revealing stark white bones, and its life force began to rapidly ebb away.

The dragon shed blood, the heavens and earth trembled, and the wind and clouds changed color. Only Cao Jinxian stood calmly amidst it all, slowly sheathing her sword. Suddenly, her expression shifted slightly, and a smile appeared on her face. She turned her head and looked towards Yu Changsheng from afar, seemingly across time and space!

"Rip..."

The entire scene shattered at that moment, turning into countless fragments that vanished. (End of Chapter)