Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The moment the image shattered, Yu Changsheng also regained consciousness. At that moment, the fierce, bloodthirsty beastly eyes descended upon Yu Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into a blood-red spirit dragon shrunk countless times, which immediately began to devour Yu Changsheng's true spirit.

"Cao Jinxian...! Die! Die! Die!!"

A mournful voice echoed faintly, its words containing extreme resentment and frustration, which ultimately transformed into madness and ferocity.

Clearly, at this moment, Yu Changsheng was mistaken for Cao Jinxian, since the two cultivated the same techniques. The spirit dragon, which only had remnants of its spirit left, naturally had no ability to distinguish between them.

What drives him is only the most primal resentment.

"What can the lingering resentment of a departed soul do to me?"

Yu Changsheng regained his senses, took a deep breath, and looked at the crazed remnant soul of the spirit dragon, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

As a peak fifth-tier spirit beast, the spirit dragon possessed unfathomable strength in its lifetime. Even now, with only a trace of its resentful soul remaining after death, it still poses a considerable threat to Yu Changsheng.

However, after watching those scenes, Yu Changsheng gained some insight. He simply closed his eyes, and his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly began to tremble violently.

buzzing...

The golden sea of ​​consciousness surged, and Yu Changsheng's divine soul power continuously condensed at this moment. It seemed that some kind of guiding force existed in the darkness, and thus, a golden celestial sword that shone brightly suddenly formed at this moment, and a soaring intent was brewing.

"Roar roar roar!"

The remnant soul of the spirit dragon roared with resentment, its body suddenly froze, and looking at the golden heavenly sword, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in its crazed beast eyes.

It seems that deep within him, an instinctive fear has been stirred up.

"In the beginning..."

Yu Changsheng's eyebrows and eyes opened and closed, his mind constantly replaying the splendor of Cao Jinxian's sword strike, falling into a state of selflessness, and his finger gently slid downwards...

"Rip!"

With a flick of the golden celestial sword, cracks appeared, covering the entire sea of ​​consciousness. Boundless, soft white light pierced through the cracks, replacing the sky.

"Roar! Ro ...

The light spread, completely enveloping the resentment of the remnant spirit dragon's soul. The remnant spirit dragon struggled violently, its roars gradually turning into wails, its body trembling violently. Under this light, wisps of black energy continuously rose from its body. With each wisp rising, the wails of the resentment of the remnant spirit dragon weakened a little. In the end, it struggled in terror, trying to escape from Yu Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Rumble!

Golden waves surged, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped. With a thought, Yu Changsheng unleashed his sealing power, completely sealing off his sea of ​​consciousness. The remnant soul and resentment of the spirit dragon also suddenly froze.

"The Sword That Opens the Heavens!"

The light contracted and converged into a dazzling sword light, carrying a sense of hope, sweeping across the sky and fiercely slashing towards the resentful spirit of the dragon!

"Waaaaah..."

The resentment in the dragon's remnant soul reached its peak at this moment. The terror of being dominated by the Primordial Sword resurfaced in its mind. Thus, without any resistance or struggle, it was completely annihilated under the golden sword light.

Boom!

The golden sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and Yu Changsheng breathed heavily. His divine soul power shrank, but his mental momentum was better than ever before, and his eyes were bright and shining.

"This sword..."

Yu Changsheng came to his senses. The true dragon remains in front of him were pure white and crystal clear. The complete disappearance of the resentment of the dragon's remnant soul allowed Yu Changsheng to see the entire dragon remains without any obstacles.

The dragon bone was relatively intact, without a trace of flesh or blood on it. It was broken into two sections at the abdomen, and the sword marks were smooth.

"Slain by Cao Jinxian..."

Yu Changsheng remained silent, touching the broken end of the dragon bone. He exhaled deeply, suppressing the shock in his heart, and shook his head, his gaze complex.

He never expected that such a powerful spirit dragon was actually killed by Cao Jinxian. What shocked Yu Changsheng even more was Cao Jinxian's strength. Although he had often heard of Cao Jinxian's genius, this was the first time he had experienced it firsthand. Only now did Yu Changsheng truly understand how outstanding Cao Jinxian was.

"Peerless beauty..."

Yu Changsheng murmured to himself, carefully recalling the scene in the video, still feeling lingering fear.

The opponent's talent was too astonishing to him, almost unbelievable and despairing. The spirit dragon was a genuine fifth-order peak spirit beast, comparable to a peak Nascent Soul cultivator among humans, and with outstanding bloodline, it was the king among them, much stronger than a peak Nascent Soul cultivator among humans.

Yet, such a being was actually killed by Cao Jinxian, a mere peak Purple Mansion True Monarch, with a single sword strike. There was a whole major realm difference between the two!

Such a thing, if told to others, would surely be ridiculed and treated as a joke, yet it actually exists, and across countless years, Yu Changsheng has come to know it.

"The Primordial Sword... the Sword that Created Heaven..."

Yu Changsheng pondered, seemingly lost in thought, his brows furrowing slightly.

"When the opponent unleashed this sword strike, it seemed as if they deliberately slowed it down so I could observe it... Moreover, the power of that sword strike was somewhat terrifying and abnormal."

"To kill a peak fifth-tier spirit dragon with a single sword strike—no matter how exceptionally talented he is, given his current cultivation level, it's impossible for him to unleash such a devastating sword attack!"

Yu Changsheng pondered, feeling both puzzled and lost in thought. He closed his eyes and repeatedly recalled the splendor of that sword strike in his mind. After a long while, a thought flashed through his mind.

"With his own strength, it's impossible for him to unleash this sword strike, but the core of this strike isn't just the power of the swordsman, but also... the power of heaven and earth!"

Yu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of inspiration passing through them. After taking a deep breath, he gently bit his lip and then exhaled a heavy breath.

"In this sword strike, his own cultivation was only a part; the key was the immense power of heaven and earth that this heaven-opening sword relied on!"

Besides that, I also sensed something familiar in his sword strike... it was the trace of the Heavenly Dao's energy, the blessing of the Heavenly Dao's energy...

Each strand of the Heavenly Dao Qi is a supreme treasure, its value immeasurable. For cultivators, it offers unimaginable blessings, and depending on its attributes, it has various wondrous uses and amplifications.

For example, Yu Changsheng's Heavenly Dao Qi—Sha—can make him achieve twice the result with half the effort when cultivating techniques related to Blood Sha, and can also amplify the power of techniques and supernatural abilities such as killing Blood Sha.

Within the power of Cao Jinxian's sword strike, Yu Changsheng sensed the aura of the Heavenly Dao.

Yu Changsheng pondered, his eyebrows trembling slightly, his eyes lowered, and his fingers gently tapping his forehead.

"I remember the spirit of the Immortal Sword saying that Cao Jinxian possessed two strands of Heavenly Dao Qi..."

"However, the power of Heaven is only one aspect. A bridge needs a catalyst to mobilize the immense power of Heaven and Earth on such a large scale and at such a profound level. Only by involving the principles of the Dao can such a stunning sword strike be unleashed..."

Yu Changsheng frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. He himself also possessed the Qi of Heaven, so he naturally knew that relying solely on the blessing of the Qi of Heaven was not enough to reach such a heaven-defying level.

"What's missing...?"

Yu Changsheng pursed his lips, his eyes dimming, and gently tapped his forehead.

"The power of the Heavenly Dao alone is not enough to allow it to cross a major realm. Although the Primordial Creation Sword is powerful enough in itself... as a quasi-saint level divine power... no, that sword of his should have reached the saint level."

As the spirit of the Immortal Sword once said, the Primordial Creation Sword, although a quasi-saint level divine power, has the potential to be upgraded to a saint level divine power. In the hands of its master, Cao Jinxian, it can unleash the power of a saint level divine power.

Now, Yu Changsheng has witnessed it firsthand.

"So, what was it that allowed him to transcend to the Saint-level divine power...?"

Yu Changsheng hesitated, thought for a moment, and gently stroked the broken part of the spirit dragon's remains, feeling the sword intent remaining in the sword mark. His mind was in turmoil, and he suddenly recalled the scene before he set off this morning.

A rising sun slowly ascends from the east, casting its morning light and illuminating the entire Beast Taming Peak...

At that time, Yu Changsheng had some insights, and now, recalling the scene of Cao Jinxian wielding the Primordial Creation Sword, a sudden inspiration struck him.

"Imagery, artistic conception!"

Yu Changsheng stared wide-eyed. When Cao Jinxian unleashed this sword strike, his strongest feeling was its invincible "momentum" and the infinite light and hope contained within the Primordial Sword.

It's so lifelike, it's as if you're actually there, truly seeing a glint of sword light, coming from ancient times, piercing the void in the chaos before heaven and earth were created, scattering endless dawn, cutting through the darkness, and forever separating heaven and earth.

These are the essence of artistic conception.

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

"Using the conception as a guide, the Qi of Heaven transforms into a connecting bridge, thereby drawing upon the power of Heaven and Earth to concentrate all its might into a single sword strike, allowing the Primordial Sword of Creation to break through its shackles and leap from Quasi-Saint level to Saint level... One sword, creation of Heaven!"

"The sword falls, the spirit dragon perishes!"

Yu Changsheng's furrowed brows completely relaxed, and after letting out a long breath, he suddenly felt relieved, and a smile crept onto his face.

His fragmented thoughts were reconnected, and at that moment, Yu Changsheng suddenly felt enlightened, realizing that everything he hadn't understood in an instant.

Although Yu Changsheng has not yet fully grasped the essence of the Primordial Creation Sword, having this direction means he is no longer in a hurry to pursue anything else.

"But then again, given my senior brother's strength, he could even slay a spirit dragon at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage with a single sword strike. So, just how strong were those people who chased after him back then...?"

Yu Changsheng remained silent, swallowed hard, shook his head, and stopped dwelling on the matter.

"I never expected that the remains of this spirit dragon would eventually fall into my hands."

Yu Changsheng muttered to himself, his gaze somewhat strange: "Moreover, whether it was the sword strike that was deliberately made clear to me, or the last glance at the end of the scene, it seemed to be looking at me."

"It all seems like it was all planned out..."

Yu Changsheng gasped, secretly alarmed.

"If that's really the case, then this is simply too unbelievable. A glance back from across such a vast distance of time...?"

Yu Changsheng pondered for a moment, then shook his head and smiled.

"Forget about that, what we need to deal with now is the problem of this spirit dragon's remains."

Yu Changsheng chuckled and turned his gaze back to the remains of the spirit dragon in front of him. After lingering for a moment, he licked his lips.

"Ang ang ang!!"

Seeing that there was no danger, the Crimson Hell Dragon roared excitedly, nuzzling against Yu Changsheng's palm, its eyes burning with longing as it landed on the remains of the spirit dragon.

The remains of the spirit dragon are undoubtedly valuable, and the materials used for refining weapons are rare.

"I don't know if it will work."

Yu Changsheng thought for a moment, then gently touched the remains of the spirit dragon with his finger.

"Demon Refining and Purification!"

【Ding! 】

The system's clear voice rang in Yu Changsheng's mind.

[A spirit dragon skeleton has been detected and is currently undergoing decomposition and purification...]

A faint white light emanated from Yu Changsheng's fingertips, quickly spreading and covering the entire remains of the spirit dragon. Wisps of mysterious energy emanated from the white light.

Not long after, just a moment later, the white light began to flash violently, and the entire remains of the spirit dragon began to shrink and collapse dramatically, condensing into a ball.

[Decomposition successful!]

[Gained 500000 Essence Points! One Spirit Dragon True Bone!]

Yu Changsheng's eyes lit up with joy. The white light contracted and gradually gathered, eventually turning into a small ball and disappearing, revealing a bone with a large, spiritual light inside.

The bone is very large, nearly two and a half human heads in size. Judging from its shape, it should be part of a dragon's skull. It is entirely white, crystal clear, like a crystal, with specks of light adorning it, making it mesmerizing.

A powerful dragon's might emanated from the skull, and the sound of a dragon's roar echoed faintly. In a daze, it seemed as if a phantom of a spirit dragon was truly wandering within it.

"Spirit Dragon True Bone..."

After a long while, Yu Changsheng finally managed to tear his gaze away from the dragon, only to turn and meet the infatuated look in the Crimson Hell Dragon's eyes, with drops of dragon saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth.

The true bone of the spirit dragon, formed by fusing the entire remains of the spirit dragon with its remaining spiritual essence, was of unimaginable value to Yu Changsheng, and its allure to the Crimson Hell Dragon was naturally fatal.

Fortunately, the Crimson Hell Dragon maintained its rationality. Although it was drooling with desire, it did not make any rash moves. It just stared at Yu Changsheng with obvious meaning in its eyes.

"Don't rush, take your time."

Yu Changsheng smiled, weighed the Spirit Dragon Bone in his hand for a moment, thought for a moment, and then gently pressed it onto the forehead of the Crimson Hell Dragon's head.

"Ang ang ang!!"

The Crimson Hell Dragon was excited, its tail swishing merrily, its reddish eyes filled with excitement.

"Buzzing..."

The Spirit Dragon True Bone instantly burst forth with dazzling white light, and the moment it touched the forehead of the Crimson Hell Dragon, it transformed into streams of white heat that merged into the bones of the Crimson Hell Dragon.

"Roar roar roar!"

The Crimson Hell Dragon roared, a look of pain flashing across its face, and its entire body erupted with intense white light. (End of Chapter)