I tamed beasts and achieved immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chapter 128 The Soul-Splitting Nail Achieves Another Success

Su Wanwan looked at the five figures closing in behind her, a hint of despair appearing in her eyes.

She gritted her teeth, patted the spirit beast pouch at her waist, and a beam of white light flew out, transforming into a snow-white spirit fox.

The fox's fluffy tail was held high, its ruby-like eyes warily watching behind it, and a low whimpering sound came from its throat.

"Xiaoxue, this time it's probably—" Su Wanwan bit her lip.

She is now at the eighth level of Qi Refining and has contracted three spirit beasts, but the other two were seriously injured in the previous ambush and have retreated back into the spirit beast pouch, unable to fight anymore.

Only this snow fox remains, barely managing to hold on.

"Wanwan, let's fight them!" The Su family cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand was already glowing slightly.

Su Wanwan didn't answer, but reached out and touched the Snow Spirit Fox's head, a resolute glint in her eyes.

Wen Li stood atop a dark red flying shuttle, looking down at the scene. A sickly smile appeared on his pale face: "That's right. Junior Sister Su, obediently surrender, and I might spare your life."

"Of course, from now on you can only be my, Wen Li's, furnace!"

"Hehehe, the proud daughter of the Su family, a disciple of Beast Taming Peak, I wonder what your taste must be like."

"Pah! Wen Li, you're dreaming!" Su Wanwan gritted her teeth.

"Dreaming?" Wen Li chuckled, his eyes growing increasingly sinister. "I'll deal with your two clansmen and this beast first, then I'll slowly torment you."

With a wave of his hand, the four people behind him immediately pounced out, each wielding their weapons and attacking Su Wanwan, the other two, and the fox.

In an instant, spiritual light flashed and the sounds of magical artifacts colliding were incessant.

Su Wanwan and Xue Linghu joined forces to block a cultivator at the ninth and eighth levels of Qi Refining, while two other members of the Su family barely managed to hold off the remaining two. However, it was clear to everyone that the Su family was already at their limit, and their defeat was only a matter of time.

Wen Li stood with his hands behind his back on the flying shuttle, watching Su Wanwan's face gradually turn pale, feeling extremely pleased.

"Once we capture Su Wanwan, there won't be many promising cultivators left in the Su family this generation. Once those old guys in the Su family pass away, the Su family will be swallowed up by my Wen family sooner or later."

"And I will use this merit to legitimately obtain a Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object from the clan."

"Foundation building is just around the corner!"

Wen Li smiled, as if he could already see the glorious scene of his successful Foundation Establishment and his rising status in the family.

Just as Wen Li was immersed in his sweet dream—

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis came from behind without warning!

Wen Li's expression changed drastically.

"not good!"

He was terrified. Almost without thinking, he slapped his storage bag, and a palm-sized purple copper Bagua mirror flew out. It grew as it faced the wind, instantly turning into a three-foot-long mirror that protected him. Runes flowed on the surface of the bronze mirror, emitting a layer of light purple light, clearly indicating that it was a good defensive magic weapon.

At the same time, Wen Li's body shone brightly with spiritual light, and his spiritual power surged out like a floodgate being opened, condensing into a thick layer of protective spiritual light around him.

Two layers of defense, each more robust than the last.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and cursed, "Who dares to launch a sneak attack?"

However, the next second—

A jet-black, nail-shaped magical artifact silently pierced through the pale purple light shield and the protective aura, as if passing through two thin layers of paper, and disappeared directly into the back of his head.

Wen Li's body suddenly stiffened.

His body showed no visible wounds, but his pupils dilated instantly.

The flying artifact beneath Wen Li's feet lost its spiritual power support and wobbled twice. The purple copper Bagua mirror also stopped rotating, and its spiritual light greatly diminished. Immediately afterwards, a blue crack appeared above Wen Li's head, and a huge crimson figure leaped out from it!

It was a giant red ape, twelve feet tall.

The giant ape descended with immense force, its first punch smashing away the Bagua mirror floating beside Wen Li, its second shattering the crumbling protective aura, and its third punch—

It struck Wen Li squarely on the head.

"Snapped!"

Wen Li's headless corpse swayed twice before falling from mid-air; Qing Tian stepped on his corpse and landed heavily, causing the ground to tremble.

"roar-

—

Qingtian raised his head and let out a deep roar. His twelve-foot-tall crimson body was like a small mountain, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

But no one noticed that at the very moment Wen Li died, a thin, dark red light quietly emerged from his body and entered Qingtian's body through his foot; Qingtian only felt a slight chill on the sole of its foot, as if it had stepped on an ice bead, but it was so engrossed in the pleasure of killing its powerful enemy that it didn't pay any attention to it.

All of this may seem like a long story, but it can actually be told in just a few breaths.

At the same time, a figure in blue robes and a bolt of white lightning had already entered the battle like ghosts!

Chen Qing used the Flowing Wind Escape technique and held the Mysterious Ice Spike in his hand, aiming directly at the strongest Wen family cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Dan Yu was faster than him. With a flap of his wings, he transformed into a white shadow and swept past. The Crane Heart White Flame transformed into three lines of fire, quickly shattering the man's protective aura.

The Wen family cultivator was focused on attacking Su Wanwan when, caught off guard, he heard a whooshing sound behind him. Before he could turn around, three Xuanbing thorns pierced through his chest from behind!

"Pfft"

The man looked down at the ice spikes emerging from his chest, his face filled with disbelief. He swayed twice and then collapsed to the ground.

In a short time, two members of the Wen family died!

"Young Master!"

One of the Wen family cultivators finally realized what was happening and screamed in disbelief.

The remaining three Wen family cultivators almost instinctively huddled together, forming a defensive formation back to back; their eyes darted back and forth between Chen Qing, Dan Yu, and the crimson giant ape, their eyes filled with fear.

In just a few breaths, the young master, who had reached the peak of Qi Refining, had his head blown off, and a clansman at the ninth level of Qi Refining also died on the spot. Just who are these people?

Su Wanwan, however, reacted differently.

She first noticed Chen Qing's blue Lingyun Sect disciple robe, then recognized his face. Her expression shifted from shock to delight: "Junior Brother Chen?! What are you doing here?"

Chen Qing smiled slightly and casually said, "I've heard that there are many kinds of spirit beasts in the Blackwater Swamp. I've been looking for a spirit beast that is good at water to form a contract with recently, so I came here to try my luck. I didn't expect to run into Senior Sister Su."

Chen Qing's gaze swept over Wen Li's headless corpse in the distance, and he asked again, "What exactly happened?"

Su Wanwan recovered her senses, a hint of fear and hatred appearing on her face. She quickly said, "I entered this Myriad Beasts Secret Realm in search of a contracted spirit beast. Somehow, word got out, and Wen Li and his men set an ambush. There were originally five of us, but we were caught off guard and fell into the trap. Two of us have already died, and the remaining three of us are seriously injured. Xiao Hong and Xiao Jin are also badly injured. Only Xiao Xue is still able to fight."

As she said this, her eyes reddened, but she bit her lip and refused to shed a tear.

Chen Qing nodded, turned his gaze to the three Wen family cultivators, and said calmly, "Senior Sister Su, don't rush, let's deal with these few first."

Before he finished speaking, he moved his feet and rushed towards the three people; Qingtian and Danyu followed closely behind, one on the left and one on the right.

However, those three Wen family cultivators were not stupid.

In the short time that Chen Qing and Su Wanwan were talking, the three Wen family cultivators were already having a lot on their minds.

One of the thin, middle-aged cultivators glanced back and forth between Wen Li's headless corpse and Chen Qing, and then made a decision in his mind.

"Wen Li didn't even last two breaths against that person! That crimson giant ape was no ordinary first-tier high-grade spirit beast, and that white crane was too fast!"

"Now that Wen Li is dead, it would be a dead end for me to go back as a retainer."

"We should run away!"

He turned around and fled into the distance without hesitation.

The other two were stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly followed.

But they reacted a beat too slow; they had barely run twenty paces before Chen Qing and Dan Yu caught up.

After a brief battle, Chen Qing's three Xuanbing daggers flew out, accurately piercing a cultivator's back; Dan Yu's Crane Heart White Flame followed closely behind, burning another cultivator into a fireball.

Su Wanwan watched the retreating figure disappear into the distance, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes, but she didn't dare to tell Chen Qing to continue the pursuit.

After all, this was a feud between the Su family and the Wen family, and Chen Qing's act of helping was already a great favor.

Chen Qing remained calm and didn't even glance at the fleeing cultivator.

He knew that the man had no chance of escaping!

Su Wanwan was puzzled when she saw Chen Qing suddenly nod slightly, as if responding to something she couldn't hear.

At the same time, a silver-white figure appeared like a ghost in the miasma hundreds of feet away.

The monk who was happily fleeing suddenly found himself blocked by a five-foot-long, entirely silver-white Silver Moon Wolf.

Those cold, clear eyes stared at him silently, as if they were looking at a dead man.

The cultivator felt a chill and was about to turn around when suddenly pairs of eerie green eyes appeared in the miasma around him, and thirty spirit beasts surrounded him!

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