Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Of those who entered the Abyss of Falling Cliffs this time, apart from the cultivators of the Myriad Manifestations Sect, the other six sects all suffered losses, but fortunately, the losses were still within an acceptable range.

Only the Myriad Manifestations Sect remained unscathed, a fact that surprised the other sects, who then fell silent, looked at Yu Changsheng, and then felt relieved.

Compared to Wuzhou, Qingzhou was in a much worse state. Less than half of the cultivators returned, and most importantly, several princes perished in the abyss. As a result, the returning people of Qingzhou trembled in silence.

Huangpu Hongxuan's face was gloomy, and the group of powerful figures from Qingzhou remained silent, looking at the sparse returning crowd, not daring to speak, a suffocating atmosphere prevailed.

Meng Xiangrui shook his head, sighed softly, and looked across the rainbow on the other side, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Interesting. Has Your Majesty made up your mind? Are you going to dismember and tear Yu Changsheng apart?"

Huangpu Hongxuan remained silent for a moment, then his gloomy expression eased. He raised his eyes and suddenly looked at the opposite bank of the rainbow. He reached out and made a sudden move, and a terrifying aura shot straight into the sky. The sky seemed to roll, and the pressure of the God Transformation Realm erupted unrestrainedly, transforming into a pair of giant hands that suddenly descended from the sky, parting the clouds and fiercely grabbing at Yu Changsheng.

"You brat from Wuzhou, you killed my beloved son and slaughtered my people! Prepare to die!!"

Huangpu Hongxuan spoke in a deep voice, which transformed into rolling heavenly sounds that flowed through the air, like muffled thunder that exploded across the sky, landing in the ears of everyone on both the Qingwu and Wu sides, like a hammer striking their minds, giving them a powerful jolt.

Instantly, the world changed color, and countless people looked up in astonishment at this sudden change. In the sky, the clouds surged, revealing the giant face of Huangfu Hongxuan, who wore a nine-comb crown carved with glazed dragons. His expression was solemn, and he exuded an aura of authority without anger. His body shimmered with brilliance, and the hazy imperial aura made him appear even taller and more imposing. He spoke angrily, and the world was shocked.

"!!!"

Yu Changsheng suddenly looked up, a violent life-or-death crisis exploding in his mind. In his eyes, he saw Huangfu Hongxuan make a sudden move. Instantly, a huge vortex appeared in the clouds, and a pair of golden giant hands reached out from it, carrying overwhelming pressure, locking onto him and falling from the sky.

Rumble!

The clouds churned, and a giant golden hand, radiating terrifying power, covered the sky and cast a shadow. It burst forth with dazzling brilliance and fiercely grabbed at Yu Changsheng.

In an instant, Yu Changsheng's mind trembled violently. The mere drop of his aura caused his face to turn pale instantly. A sense of powerlessness erupted from every part of his mind, transforming into an intense life-or-death crisis.

"Yu Changsheng, prepare to die!"

In a daze, only Huangpu Hongxuan's majestic voice, transformed into endless thunder, pierced Yu Changsheng's mind, disrupted his cultivation, suppressed everything, and exploded outwards.

The power of the Divine Transformation Realm was unleashed without reservation at this moment.

Countless cultivators with low cultivation levels trembled uncontrollably, falling to the ground with a thud, their faces pale and filled with fear as they stared at the giant golden hand.

"How dare you! Huangpu Hongxuan, do you intend to tear up the treaty, triggering a full-blown war between the two states, causing widespread death and destruction?"

At the critical moment, a voice filled with anger also rang out, like a great bell, piercing the sky and transforming into boundless pressure, crashing fiercely against the huge golden light that fell from Huangpu Hongxuan, wave after wave, like a flood covering the sky.

Boom!

In an instant, the golden giant hand trembled, turned into light and dissipated. Huangfu Hongxuan frowned, snorted coldly, and looked at the person who spoke with lightning-fast eyes.

The one who spoke was none other than Xue Xuan Zhenzun. At this moment, he glared at Huangfu Hongxuan with a cold expression and a face full of anger. He took a step forward and rose into the sky. With a wave of his hand, blood-red light shot up into the sky, stirring up the clouds and standing opposite Huangfu Hongxuan. The pressure of the Nascent Soul stage also erupted unrestrainedly, shaking all directions.

"Blood Profound True Venerable..."

In Wuzhou, countless people were shaken, looking at Xue Xuan Zhenzun with awe and murmured in a daze.

"Is this what it means to become a Nascent Soul cultivator...?"

Yu Changsheng supported himself with one hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he looked down. The sense of crisis in his mind subsided temporarily, but he was still vaguely uneasy. He looked up at Xue Xuan Zhenzun and Huangpu Hongxuan in the sky and smiled bitterly.

The joy of breaking through to the Purple Mansion stage vanished completely.

Although it was only for a moment, the feeling of powerlessness that Yu Changsheng experienced when Huangfu Hongxuan made his move truly made him feel a fatal crisis. If it weren't for Xue Xuan Zhenzun's intervention, he would probably be dead by now.

"It's still too weak. Its Purple Mansion is far from sufficient. In front of a true powerhouse, it's nothing more than a larger ant."

Yu Changsheng let out a deep breath, and as he murmured softly, his expression returned to calm, though his back was completely drenched in cold sweat.

"Immortality!"

Yuan Menghua rushed over, calling out anxiously. Only after seeing that Yu Changsheng was safe and sound did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ancestor!"

Yu Changsheng clasped his hands in a fist salute and nodded.

"It's good that you're all alright," Yuan Menghua let out a long breath, looked at the people of the Myriad Manifestations Sect, glanced at the sky with a slightly unpleasant expression, and said:

"You did a great job on the trip to the Abyss. Now the situation is unpredictable, so just in case, there's no time to celebrate. Let's go back first."

Having said that, Yuan Menghua didn't bother with further words. With a wave of her sleeve, the spirit boat floated into the air, and she pulled everyone into it, ready to start the spirit boat and speed away.

The other sect leaders were the same; after taking over their own prodigies, they all wanted to leave the battlefield.

These exceptionally talented disciples are the future pillars of their respective sects, and their loss is naturally unacceptable.

"Trying to escape? Stay here!"

This scene caught Huangpu Hongxuan's eye, and he immediately sneered, anger spreading in his heart. He focused on looking in the direction of Yu Changsheng, and with another wave of his sleeve, a storm instantly formed, rushing towards the spirit boat where Yu Changsheng was.

"call!!!"

The gale transformed into a whirlwind, whipping up sand and stones, becoming a towering tornado that roared and swept towards the Myriad Manifestations Sect's flying boat with the might of a god and the power to destroy the world.

"Hmph, you dare to mess with the prodigy of Wuzhou, Huangfu Hongxuan? Do you think I don't exist? Do you think you're the only one who's at the Nascent Soul stage?"

Blood Profound True Venerable snorted coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of blood-red light shot out from his mighty body, blocking the spirit boat where Yu Changsheng was located, piercing through the tornado, and resolving the crisis.

An overwhelming power erupted from Xue Xuan Zhenzun and Huangfu Hongxuan, affecting the sky and reflecting the heavens and earth. The intense blood light stained half the sky red. Xue Xuan Zhenzun's majestic body pierced the clouds. With a wave of his sleeve, a vast blood-red light screen enveloped the people of Wuzhou, isolating them from Huangfu Hongxuan's attack and turning them into a protective barrier.

Huangpu Hongxuan frowned, his Dharma image standing tall in the sky, its brilliant golden light shining with a sacred meaning, spiritual energy surging like a tide, and faintly, a vast imperial dragon of destiny rose and fell on its body, its ferocious appearance vaguely revealed in the swirling clouds, the dragon's head drooping on Huangpu Hongxuan's shoulder, noble and unapproachable, its aura exhaling mountains and rivers, suppressing all directions.

The two forces clashed, creating a tense and oppressive atmosphere. A chilling atmosphere filled the air as air currents surged upwards, with blood-red and golden light each dominating half the sky, stretching for thousands of miles. A terrifying killing intent was about to erupt in the rising energy.

"Yu Changsheng killed many of my princes. This blood feud must be avenged. Hand over Yu Changsheng, or I will massacre Wuzhou!"

Huangpu Hongxuan's voice was magnificent, resounding through the sky. He spoke calmly, his tone icy yet revealing a murderous intent.

"Huangfu Hongxuan, you really can't hold your temper. In the abyss, life and death are all left to fate. Your cultivation skills in Qingzhou are inferior to others, so how can you blame the juniors?"

"As the Emperor of Qingzhou, Huangfu Hongxuan, you've really gotten worse with each passing year. A bloodbath in Wuzhou? What a boastful tone! Did you really do it all by yourself?"

Blood Profound True Venerable chuckled and calmly responded.

"Who said he was alone?"

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As soon as Xue Xuanzhen finished speaking, a tremendous sound exploded down, and a terrifying aura rose up, stirring up thousands of clouds. From behind Huangfu Hongxuan, a person slowly walked out, who was none other than Meng Xiangrui.

Meng Xiangrui spoke calmly, a faint smile playing on his lips. As soon as he finished speaking, he began to rise into the sky step by step. With each step, his aura surged higher and higher, like an abyss or a vast sea, wave after wave, in no way inferior to Xue Xuan Zhenzun and Huangpu Hongxuan. Finally, he stood beside Huangpu Hongxuan, facing Xue Xuan Zhenzun. As his aura fluctuated, a dazzling golden lotus bloomed behind him.

"If he's not enough on his own, then what's wrong with adding me, Fellow Daoist Xuexuan?"

A mocking smile appeared on Meng Xiangrui's face. He spoke calmly, and an overwhelming aura erupted from his body, stirring up the wind and clouds.

In an instant, astonished gazes were cast over, causing everyone to gasp in shock, a storm raging through their minds.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator! Yet another Nascent Soul True Venerable!"

"The person next to His Majesty is actually a Nascent Soul True Venerable?!"

"Two Nascent Soul True Venerables, can True Venerable Blood Profound withstand this...?"

A series of surprised and doubtful voices rang out. In an instant, some people from Wuzhou turned pale and were filled with anxiety, while those from Qingzhou changed their dejected state and became excited.

"People of the Holy Land, huh...?"

Blood Profound True Venerable looked at Meng Xiangrui, his expression slightly darkening, but he didn't seem surprised. He narrowed his eyes at the two of them, a cold smile slowly curving his lips, and said in a chilling voice:

"Interesting. The Holy Land, so high and mighty, when did it start to look down on our barbarian land of Wuzhou? Huangpu Hongxuan, you're colluding with the Holy Land, aren't you afraid of inviting a wolf into your house?"

"Hehe," Huangfu Hongxuan chuckled upon hearing this, but only glanced at Xue Xuan Zhenzun indifferently, showing no anger, and calmly spoke:

"Our two states have been at odds for so many years, and it is time for an end to this conflict. Elder Meng's presence here to help us unify Qingzhou is a matter of destiny, and you have no right to stop him."

"If you know what's good for you, you'd better give way. Of course, before that, I need to get rid of some of the discordant elements in your Wuzhou, hand over Yu Changsheng, and avenge my son. Once I unify Wuzhou, it's not impossible for you to have autonomy."

After Huangpu Hongxuan finished speaking, the imperial dragon behind him rose and fell, creating a series of afterimages, and the sound of the dragon's roar echoed for thousands of miles, shaking all directions.

Meng Xiangrui nodded with a smile in his eyes, his gaze calm as he looked at Xue Xuanzhen.

Blood Profound True Venerable's expression suddenly darkened, his brows furrowed and a hint of anger appeared on his face. He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, which transformed into a storm that swept towards the two of them, and coldly snorted:

"You're bewitching people! Yu Changsheng is a prodigy of Wuzhou; wanting him is absolutely impossible!"

Having said that, Blood Profound True Venerable suddenly made a move, and a blood-red bell appeared in the haze. The bell was huge, and its entire body was blood-red, as if it were watered with blood, and it exuded a sinister and terrifying aura.

As it appeared, the scene was instantly blurred with blood, and a sea of ​​blood rose from the haze. The bell, vast as it was, stood within the sea of ​​blood. Towering waves of blood crashed against the bell's walls, yet it remained unmoved. Countless mysterious runes flickered on its surface, suppressing the sea of ​​blood and holding back the heavens. Then, with a violent tremor, the ancient bell tolled and echoed, comparable to the might of a god sweeping across the abyss.

"Buzz! Buzz!! Buzz!!"

The bell tolled powerfully, wave after wave, and the sound waves swept across the sea of ​​blood, surging and crashing towards Huangfu Hongxuan and Meng Xiangrui.

Huangpu Hongxuan and Meng Xiangrui's gazes immediately sharpened. Sensing the Blood Profound Bell in the hands of Blood Profound True Venerable, their pupils contracted slightly, and a look of apprehension flashed across their faces. They each unleashed their supernatural powers from their sleeves, breaking through the sea of ​​blood and bell sounds.

"Divine weapon... Blood Profound Bell, Blood Profound, you really had this hidden trick up your sleeve."

Huangpu Hongxuan's tone became slightly more serious as he looked at Xue Xuanzhen with wariness.

Divine weapons, as supreme treasures, cannot unleash their full power without the cultivation level of a Nascent Soul cultivator. However, even among Nascent Soul cultivators, few possess divine weapons.

Treasures of this level are difficult for even a Nascent Soul cultivator to possess. The Blood Profound Bell in the hands of True Venerable Blood Profound was crafted over countless years by the Xuan Yin Sect, using countless precious materials and resources. As one of the foundations of Xuan Yin, it has been passed down to this day and is now in the possession of True Venerable Blood Profound.

A Nascent Soul cultivator with a divine weapon and a Nascent Soul cultivator without a divine weapon are two completely different concepts. To some extent, a Nascent Soul cultivator wielding a divine weapon is almost equivalent to having another Nascent Soul level combat power.

Therefore, the summoning of the Blood Profound Bell required both of them to take it seriously.

"Hmph, it just so happens that I haven't had a proper fight in a long time. So what if there are two Nascent Soul cultivators today? I can use their blood to refine the bell in my hand. Otherwise, without fresh blood to nourish it, it will rust."

Blood Profound True Venerable was taken aback, his words filled with killing intent. As he spoke, he slammed his palm hard on the Blood Profound Bell, and the bell tolled once again, surging up a vast sea of ​​blood that continued to rush towards the two of them with each toll.

Huangfu Hongxuan and Meng Xiangrui exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in each other's eyes. Not daring to be careless, they unleashed their supernatural powers to resist while casting spells and hand seals. In an instant, the sea of ​​blood surged, and towering waves rose. The imperial dragon roared within it, and the heavenly sword cleaved everything in its path... (End of this chapter)