Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Within the abyss, the battle between Yu Changsheng and Huangpu Yuanji spread for hundreds of miles, affecting the hearts of all. Pairs of eyes turned towards it, each with different thoughts, yet all equally filled with astonishment and shock, unable to let go of the memory.

Yuan Menghua was excited, stroking his beard and smiling. Xue Xuan Zhenzun's expression became increasingly solemn, and he would occasionally cast his gaze toward Qingzhou on the other side of the abyss, his eyes slightly darkened.

"Judging from this, Huangpu Yuanji will be no match for Yu Changsheng. Hopefully, Qingzhou won't resort to desperate measures."

Blood Profound True Venerable felt a slight unease, but he suppressed it in his heart. Finally, he sighed softly, turned to look at Yu Changsheng, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

Even Huangpu Hongxuan's eyes were filled with emotion at this moment, and his fists clenched involuntarily. Although he said he didn't care, Huangpu Yuanji was, after all, his most beloved son. If he were to lose, how could he remain so calm?

It's just that most of the time, you have to deliberately act like you don't care.

Meng Xiangrui noticed this detail and smiled slightly, but said nothing. He turned back and looked at Yu Changsheng with even more interest, a murderous intent lingering deep within him.

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"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"Boom!!"

The wind howled and thunder roared, like long stones slicing across the sky. The gale raged, and the storm raged, carrying extreme killing intent as it suddenly rushed towards Huangpu Yuanji.

Huangpu Yuanji's expression changed instantly. In an instant, a warning bell rang in his heart, and a strong sense of life-or-death crisis exploded in the depths of his mind. The power of that moment made him feel that it had surpassed the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, reaching the middle or even late stage.

With a low growl, he pointed his five fingers to the sky. Just as one finger was about to make a move, he saw a glint of light flash in Yu Changsheng's eyes, and he gently waved his sleeve to cast a spell.

The colorful star deer also cried out, and its winding antlers suddenly emitted a fierce blue light, carrying a rich life force. The blue light rippled through the heavens and earth, and suddenly all directions trembled. Countless willow branches and thorns stretched out out of thin air, densely packed, covering the sky and the earth, weaving a cage like a net, and suddenly heading towards Huangpu Yuanji to imprison him.

"A dense forest!"

Countless towering trees rose from the ground, piercing the clouds. Amidst the swaying leaves, countless branches lashed out, creating a deafening roar in all directions. Fallen leaves filled the sky. Yu Changsheng exhaled softly, and with a change in his hand gestures, he unleashed the primordial Dao patterns of wood. Instantly, the power of heaven and earth surged forth, causing the sea of ​​trees to grow wildly and violently, tilting madly towards Huangpu Yuanji.

"Get out of here!!"

Huangpu Yuanji's face turned ashen. With a roar, he drew his hand like a knife and slashed fiercely. In an instant, his magical power surged, and a golden light slashed fiercely. One by one, the willow branches and thorns collapsed, but they regenerated wildly, stubbornly entangling Huangpu Yuanji and turning into a net that bound him.

Seeing this, Huangfu Yuanji's expression grew even more gloomy. As he looked up, the wind, thunder, storm, and tempest had completed their final instructions. Filled with the boundless power of heaven and earth, they shook the heavens and earth, emitting astonishing fluctuations. The mountains and rocks were destroyed, and the sky turned dark.

As the time drew nearer, the sense of life-or-death crisis grew stronger and stronger in Huangpu Yuanji's mind.

Instantly, Huangpu Yuanji gritted his teeth, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he slammed his fist into his chest. A mouthful of blood gushed out and hovered in front of him. Huangpu Yuanji's aura weakened even more, he staggered, his face turned pale, and the veins on his forehead bulged, making him look ferocious.

Buzz!

As the blood essence was spat out, the surrounding spiritual energy became chaotic, frantically merging into it. Although it was blood-red, it emitted a strong golden light, flashing in bursts.

Huangpu Yuanji exhaled deeply, suppressing the injuries in his body and the feeling of faintness in his mind. His fingers quickly traced patterns on the blood essence, and invisible dragons of imperial fortune merged into the blood essence.

In an instant, the mass of essence blood trembled and suddenly transformed into countless blood droplets, forming a blood-gold five-clawed dragon that unleashed terrifying pressure and roared deafeningly to the sky.

"Roar! Ro ...

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed dramatically. Huangpu Yuanji gritted his teeth, spat out another mouthful of blood, and pointed forward. The blood-gold dragon suddenly crashed into the oncoming storm of wind and thunder!

"Extreme Path... Heavenly Dragon Slash!"

Unstoppable and unstoppable!

"Yo yo yo!!"

Seeing this, the colorful star deer's antlers erupted with intense blue light once more. Amidst the swaying blue light, countless trees flourished, continuing their entanglement with Huangpu Yuanji.

"Whoosh!"

The blood-gold dragon roared, and with a swipe of its claws, all the trees and willow branches collapsed in an instant, unable to stop it in the slightest, and continued to plunge headlong into the wind, thunder and storm!

Rumble!

The wind and thunder paused for a moment, then became even more violent. Wind blades slashed fiercely at the blood-gold dragon, and bolts of lightning struck and exploded one after another. The blood-gold dragon roared and struggled, twisting and swirling in the wind and thunder.

"Ang ang ang!!"

The Crimson Dragon roared to the sky and suddenly plunged into the storm of wind and thunder, bringing with it boundless and overwhelming fire. The wind and fire trembled, and a touch of crimson was added to the purple lightning, like molten lava flowing, as if it were about to destroy the world.

"Click, click, click..."

The space trembled, the formation shook, and cracks seemed to spread. The Crimson Hell Dragon roared, and with its vast dragon might, it entangled the blood-gold imperial dragon. With a fierce slash of its five claws, the claw light tore through the air, carrying wind, thunder, and flames, and exploded together!

"Red Sky Cracking Claw!"

The blood-gold imperial dragon glared angrily, slamming its tail down, instantly shattering the claw light. The dragon's tail trembled slightly, as if it were about to collapse.

"Crimson Shadow Dragon Slayer!"

The Crimson Hell Dragon swayed once more, bathed in wind, thunder, and flames. In a flash of light, flames spread out, and the Crimson Hell Dragon descended. Its shadow transformed into nine Crimson Hell Dragon shadows, each unleashing astonishing power. They surrounded the blood-gold imperial dragon from all directions, opening their blood-red maws to devour it fiercely!

"Roar! Ro ...

The blood-gold imperial dragon roared and struggled violently. Nine crimson hell dragons tore and bit at it frantically, flames spread and flowed, thunder roared and lightning flashed, and gale-force winds swirled like blades. With all kinds of supernatural powers, its power shook the heavens and earth, far surpassing the Golden Core stage and shaking the Purple Mansion!

Rumble!

The earth shook and the storm dispersed. Finally, the wind and thunder dissipated, but the mournful cry of the blood-gold imperial dragon could be heard. In its unwillingness, it finally turned into specks of golden light and dissipated, returning to Huangfu Yuanji's body.

"Pfft!!"

Huangpu Yuanji's face turned even paler, his body swayed violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which spilled into the void. His breath weakened, and the gate of his Purple Mansion roared, with a crack slowly spreading within it.

Due to his special status, as the Crown Prince of Qingzhou and a unique prodigy, Huangpu Yuanji's bloodline is naturally extraordinary, containing the imperial fortune of Qingzhou, which he can use at will.

The supernatural power he cultivated was also related to the imperial fortune, and the imperial fortune dragon was its manifestation. Moreover, it was not just an ordinary supernatural power. This imperial fortune dragon incorporated a part of his wisdom and bloodline, which could maximize his combat power. Therefore, when his supernatural power was broken, the backlash he suffered was also very great. This was not only from his cultivation level, but also from his bloodline.

"Yu Changsheng!!"

Huangpu Yuan roared furiously, his eyes blazing with rage. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and as he gritted his teeth, a flash of light appeared, and an ancient bronze mirror suddenly materialized, which he grasped in his hand.

This bronze mirror is simple and unadorned, about one foot in diameter. Its round surface is like a clear lake, smooth as ice, shimmering with a mysterious and subtle light, slightly dim. The only flaw is the numerous tiny cracks on its surface, like the faint footprints left by the passage of time.

The frame is engraved with ancient yet exquisitely detailed patterns, mysterious and understated, like a winding stream flowing slowly. Several strange gemstones are inlaid along the edge, and within the gemstones, a dark current of light seems to flow gently, like a beating heart. The back is engraved with mysterious runes and patterns, like twinkling stars, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

When it was unleashed at this moment, it shone with dazzling light and exuded an ancient aura. Even with those tiny cracks, it still reflected countless scenes.

Huangpu Yuanji flipped his wrist, and Yu Changsheng's figure was immediately reflected in it. An invisible aura locked onto Yu Changsheng from the shadows.

"A divine weapon... a remnant treasure?"

Yu Changsheng's eyes darkened slightly, a chill emanated from the top of his head, penetrating deep into his soul, and a sense of danger emanated from the bronze mirror.

The so-called remnants of divine weapons are magical artifacts that were once divine weapons but later fell from their divine status due to various reasons. Although they have lost their divine weapon status, they still possess some of the power of divine weapons, far surpassing that of spiritual treasures.

And at this moment, the bronze mirror in Huangfu Yuanji's hand is one of them!

The moment it was taken out, the atmosphere tensed, and it caused a huge uproar outside. All eyes were on the bronze mirror in Huangpu Yuanji's hand, filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"It's actually a remnant of a divine weapon! Although it won't last much longer, its power is enough to make even a late-stage Purple Mansion cultivator wary!"

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"I never expected Huangfu Yuanji to have such a trump card up his sleeve. This was once a divine weapon, a treasure rarely found even by a Nascent Soul cultivator. For Huangfu Yuanji to be forced to this point, it seems he truly has no other choice..."

"It's hard to say... If a user is willing to pay a price, it's not impossible for a remnant divine weapon to briefly unleash some of its divine power... If that happens, how will Yu Changsheng deal with it?"

A series of gasps rang out, and above the abyss, Yuan Menghua's brows furrowed, her worry evident.

Huangpu Hongxuan remained calm, while Meng Xiangrui smiled quietly and shook his head in secret.

"The Body Sacrifice Realm... This was originally a defensive item I gave to His Highness. Although it is now broken and can't be used many times, with His Highness's current cultivation level, if we disregard the cost, it's not impossible to unleash the power of a divine weapon."

"As for the power of the divine weapon... even with Yu Changsheng's unparalleled combat strength, it would be difficult for him to withstand it unscathed."

"It seems this battle is nearing its end. We'll soon find out who lives and who dies."

Meng Xiangrui murmured softly, his words falling into Huangpu Hongxuan's ears. In his silence, his eyes flickered almost imperceptibly for a moment.

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"Yu Changsheng, you've been quite arrogant to have driven me to this point. Now that my Purple Mansion Gate is damaged and my Imperial Fortune is broken, if you don't die, you will surely become an inescapable demon in my heart."

Huangpu Yuanji spoke slowly, a cold smile appearing on his miserable face, adding a touch of sinister chill.

"If that's the case, then so what if we don't want this physical body anymore? I admit that you've met your standards as an opponent. Now, watch out for this next move!"

Huangpu Yuan let out a low cry, and in an instant, he slammed his palm against his own chest, spitting out another mouthful of blood essence that landed on the sacrificial body in front of him.

The Sacrifice Realm trembled slightly, greedily absorbing the heart essence and blood belonging to Huangpu Yuanji. Instantly, the world in the original realm was covered with a layer of blood color, and this blood color was simultaneously projected into the real world.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

Suddenly, as if appearing out of nowhere, a layer of crimson light appeared around Yu Changsheng, distorting light and perception, descending in a hazy atmosphere, thick with an ominous and sinister aura.

"Um?"

Yu Changsheng frowned, sensing the changes in the surrounding world, and a sense of unease began to brew in his heart.

"With my lifeblood, I offer myself to the mirror. Heaven and earth are turned upside down, yet the mirror realm shares the same origin!"

"If what is reflected in the mirror is illusory, then the world itself is illusory. If what is illusory in the mirror vanishes, then the world itself vanishes!"

The world was shrouded in a hazy crimson light, as if it had always been this way. From within the crimson light, Huangfu Yuanji's voice drifted out, seemingly replacing the Way of Heaven. It possessed a majestic and awe-inspiring power, like a thunderclap that shook the soul. Its slow, resonant voice exuded an inherent majesty that commanded submission.

The surrounding world suddenly surged with crimson light, crawling around Yu Changsheng like a raging flood, its bloodthirsty maws wide open, ready to pounce.

A suppressive force formed a restraint, as if the blood color was getting darker, pressing down hard on Yu Changsheng's body, making it difficult for him to move.

"Um?"

Yu Changsheng groaned, his brows furrowing even deeper. He felt as if an endless mountain was pressing down on him, and the flow of his blood, qi, and physical strength almost came to a standstill.

So, Yu Changsheng blinked and swept his powerful divine sense across the area, only to feel an immense obstacle from the surrounding crimson light, blocking his investigation. It was like a stone ox entering the sea, unable to struggle.

"Why bother with futile efforts? I sacrificed my lifespan, cultivation essence, and blood essence to obtain the power of this divine weapon. Don't think that you are a newcomer to the Purple Mansion realm, or even a Nascent Soul cultivator, can be treated lightly."

The might of Heaven was palpable, and Huangfu Yuanji's voice echoed faintly from all directions, carrying a hint of resentment within its quiet tone.

Through the bloodstains, one could see Huangpu Yuanji's cold gaze. Half of his once black hair had turned white, and his body had become slightly hunched. His handsome face had aged considerably, with wrinkles etched on his forehead.

In return, the Sacrifice Mirror in his hand burst forth with dazzling brilliance. Yu Changsheng's figure was reflected in the mirror, surrounded by blood-red hues that bound him, making it difficult for him to move.

"A world within a mirror, a person within a mirror."

"In the end, it was all an illusion, a betrayal of both Buddha and you!"

Huangpu Yuanji spoke softly... (End of Chapter)