The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Chapter 97 Correction 1: I did it on purpose!

The same thought was churning in their minds: of all things, killing Qin Changye was the most important thing.

Qin Changye didn't waste any words with them and directly used his spiritual power to strike the two men in the chest with both palms.

Even if the two of them used all their spiritual power, they would still be no match for Qin Changye.

He was sent flying backward, his ribs broken in countless places. He lay sprawled on the ground, too weak to even get up.

The two men angrily berated Qin Changye for his lack of martial ethics, calling him worse than a beast for using spiritual power.

At the same time, deep inside the cave, the thunderous snoring suddenly stopped.

The entire Heavenly Demon Valley fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying and suffocating pressure erupted from the depths of the cave, blasting away all the rubble at the cave entrance.

A pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened in the darkness.

The Demon King Silver Eagle has awakened.

The man in gray lay sprawled among the rocks, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth, when suddenly he smiled.

The silver eagle has awakened. They will die, but Qin Changye will also die.

The mission was completed somewhat haphazardly, but it was ultimately accomplished.

The man in black leaned against the stone wall, clutching his broken ribs, his face showing an expression of "mission accomplished, no regrets even in death."

The silver eagle slowly emerged from the cave.

It was enormous, standing five zhang tall and its two arms, when outstretched, were at least ten zhang long. Its entire body was covered in silver feathers, shimmering with brilliant silver light, which almost completely dispersed the pitch-black black mist.

It was once the king of the silver eagle clan, looking down upon all living beings from a great height.

Awakened from its slumber by tiny humans, the long-suppressed poison within its body spread wildly through its meridians, causing it immense pain.

It was furious, and a terrifying pressure swept towards Qin Changye and the other two.

The man in gray and the man in black were already seriously injured by Qin Changye's attack. Now, under this oppressive force, they kept vomiting blood, and their consciousness began to blur.

But they stubbornly refused to die, determined to watch Qin Changye be torn apart by the enraged silver eagle. Only then would they have completed their mission and lived up to their masters' expectations.

Compared to the two, Qin Changye was in better condition, possessing immortal bones and several physiques. Facing this pressure, he could still stand upright like a pine tree without even panting.

"You're finally awake!"

The next moment, Qin Changye even spoke while facing the silver eagle.

They weren't speaking human language, of course, but animal language.

Beside them, the gray-clad and black-clad men couldn't understand animal language, but they could see that as Qin Changye mumbled something, the previously enraged silver eagle froze.

They guessed that Qin Changye was speaking in animal language.

This came as a great surprise to them.

There are very few humans in this world who can speak animal languages.

Looking across the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, there wasn't even one.

Even in the barbarian kingdoms that enjoy taming wild beasts, the number of people who can speak the language of beasts is no more than a handful.

Among the few humans, the most talented one spent over a hundred years learning even the simplest animal language.

But Qin Changye is only twenty years old!

Even if you start learning animal language from the womb, you shouldn't be able to learn it, right?

Qin Changye ignored their astonished expressions. In his previous life, he was the most powerful emperor in the human realm. Wasn't it normal for him to be able to speak animal language?

Moreover, he not only speaks a little bit of animal language, but also knows a little bit of animal taming techniques.

Today, he stubbornly entered the Heavenly Demon Valley alone, and even deliberately woke up the silver eagle. Of course, he wasn't just doing this out of boredom, but because he wanted to tame it.

Later, it should play an extremely important role in the battle against the barbarian beasts of the barbarian army.

Beside it, the silver eagle was also somewhat surprised. It had seen people who could speak animal language before, but this was the first time it had seen someone as young as Qin Changye.

However, it was still very angry and replied in animal language: "Humble human, do you think that just because you can speak some animal language, I will forgive you for accidentally waking me?"

Normally, when a spirit beast is woken up, it will be grumpy.

Moreover, it was deeply poisoned, and only sleep could temporarily relieve it of the pain caused by the toxins.

Each time it is woken up, it suffers exponentially more pain from the toxins, which makes it even more grumpy when it wakes up.

Qin Changye shook his head and continued to reply in animal language: "To correct you, I didn't wake you up accidentally, I woke you up on purpose."

The silver eagle instantly flew into a rage, its giant claws clenching tightly, and a bolt of silver lightning exploded between its claws.

Beside them, the gray-clad man and the black-clad man, already severely injured, coughed up blood again under this oppressive force.

Their faces were full of excitement. Although they couldn't understand the beast language, they could feel the silver eagle's murderous intent surging.

They guessed that Qin Changye and the Silver Eagle had definitely broken up, and he would soon be torn to pieces by the enraged Silver Eagle. Their mission was finally about to be completed...

At the same time, despite the sudden surge of pressure, Qin Changye, relying on his immortal bones and extraordinary physique, remained standing still, unmoved.

"Don't get angry yet. I woke you up to help you detoxify and bring you back to the peak of your demon beast form."

Qin Changye then spoke in animal language, pointing to several specific locations on the silver eagle's body: "You are deeply poisoned. The toxins have seeped into your internal organs along your meridians, and you can't expel them on your own, but I can."

In fact, as soon as Qin Changye entered the valley, he sensed the black aura emanating from the silver eagle and deduced that it was poisoned.

They even analyzed what type of poison it had been poisoned with.

The silver eagle naturally didn't believe that Qin Changye could really help it detoxify, but it paused for a moment before it was about to tear Qin Changye's claws apart.

It never hurts to give it a try!

If Qin Changye can really help it detoxify, that would be wonderful.

If Qin Changye is talking nonsense, it's not too late to kill him then.

Qin Changye took out the set of silver needles.

This set of silver needles can kill or save lives.

Of course, it can also save monsters.

Next, Qin Changye casually flicked his wrist, and the silver needles precisely pierced several specific acupoints on the silver eagle's body.

The moment the needle pierced the feather, jets of pitch-black venom spurted out from the needle hole, landing squarely on the faces of the gray-clad and black-clad men.

The two were already severely injured, and now they were poisoned by the silver eagle's deadly poison. The poison slowly seeped out of their seven orifices, and their life force began to drain away even faster.

But they were still clinging on, constantly stuffing life-sustaining pills into their mouths.

They cannot breathe their last until they have witnessed Qin Changye's death.

As time went on, more and more venom was expelled by the silver needles, forming a black puddle on the ground.

Although it couldn't expel everything at once, the excruciating pain that had tormented the silver eagle day and night had lessened considerably.

When the silver eagle looked at Qin Changye again, there was no longer any killing intent in its eyes; instead, there was an undisguised gratitude.

"Human, I must admit you are something. You really helped me expel a lot of toxins. As a token of my gratitude, I can sign an orc blood pact with you."

After a long silence, the silver eagle spoke.

The so-called orc blood pact, as the name suggests, involves the beast in front and the human behind, with the beast as the master and the human as the assistant.

Once a blood pact is signed, a spirit beast can cancel the pact at any time, but a human cannot.

Spirit beasts can do things that are unfair to humans without suffering any repercussions.

However, if humans do something to offend the spirit beasts, they will immediately suffer divine retribution.

However, this is already a huge concession for the silver eagle.

Under normal circumstances, only those whose cultivation level reaches the Imperial Martial Realm or above are qualified to sign a beastman blood pact with a level 5 spirit beast.

It is not only a level 5 spirit beast, but also possesses the bloodline of a king.

At its peak, a being at the third level of the Imperial Martial Realm once tried to sign a beastman blood pact with it, but it refused without hesitation.

Qin Changye neither agreed nor refused, but instead asked, "Do you possess the Myriad Beast Bell?"

The Beast Bell can roughly test a person's potential, thereby determining whether that person is qualified to sign a blood pact with a spirit beast.

High-level spirit beasts always carry them with them, and the silver eagle is no exception.

It took out the Ten Thousand Beast Bell, which was of a high level.

It is entirely black, with ancient and profound animal patterns engraved on its surface.

Not far away, the man in gray and the man in black leaned against the stone wall, their vision beginning to blur.

When they saw the silver eagle take out a large black bell, they assumed it was going to kill Qin Changye, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in their hearts.

However, the silver eagle threw the large black bell three feet in front of Qin Changye.

The two were disappointed, thinking to themselves, "Couldn't you have hit it more accurately?"

Next, Qin Changye extended his right hand and placed it on the large black bell.

According to the spirit beast race, when a human places their hand on the Ten Thousand Beast Bell, they can judge the person's potential based on the number of times the bell rings.

A single sound indicates mediocrity.

Two resounding sounds indicate talent.

Three resounding sounds indicate genius.

The four-tone sound signifies a super genius.

Those who can produce five resounding sounds are considered top-tier geniuses.

A six-sound resonance signifies an exceptionally talented individual.

A seven-sounding sound signifies an unparalleled genius.

As for the eight sounds, there is no record of them in the history of the Orcs.

The moment Qin Changye's fingers touched the clock face, the clock chimed.

Boom!

In just a few breaths, the large black bell rang seven times.

With seven consecutive chimes, the ancient animal patterns on the clock face lit up one by one, emitting a dazzling light.