Beast Taming Tower

"Don't worry, as long as you fulfill your promise, I will not let your sacrifice be in vain. From now on, I will take care of you, the Jinling Clan."

An old man's faint voice sounded beside the ear of Ancestor Jin Ling.

Upon hearing this, a gleam of light suddenly appeared in Old Ancestor Jin Ling’s cloudy eyes.

"In this case, I will take action."

After Ancestor Jin Ling finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from the ox cart.

The terrifying pressure of the late Nascent Soul stage great perfection realm was also released from him.

Seeing this, all the immortal cultivators of the Golden Spirit Clan were filled with ecstasy.

Shouts also rang out.

"Ancestor is victorious!"

"The ancestor will win!"

"The ancestor is mighty!"

……

Ancestor Jin Ling looked normal, but his eyes met Chen Xuan's from a distance.

"You are Chen Xuan, the Grand Elder of the Yuling Sect, right? I am the ancestor of the Jinling Clan. Although this is the first time I have met you, Fellow Daoist Chen's name is well-known to me."

Ancestor Jin Ling's voice was not loud.

To Chen Xuan's ears, it sounded like a thunderclap.

The spiritual energy in his body was somewhat disordered at this moment.

"It is rumored that the Golden Spirit Clan has a peerless genius who specializes in the art of spirit puppetry. I guess it must be fellow Taoist."

"Haha, I never thought that your sonic attack power is so strong!"

Chen Xuan smiled faintly.

As soon as he thought about it, the Secret of Controlling Spirits began to work rapidly.

The slightly disordered spiritual power in his body also recovered at this moment.

Seeing this, there was a hint of surprise in the eyes of Patriarch Jin Ling.

Just now, he seemed to be talking to Chen Xuan.

But only he himself knew that when he spoke just now, he was using the famous secret art of silent sound.

The Great Sound and Silent Voice secret technique is also the only technique on the Cangwu grassland that can be compared with the Miaoyin Sect's founding technique, the Tianling Miaoyin.

Once one has cultivated to the great perfection realm, although he cannot make his words come true, he can still cause the cultivators at the same realm to have their spiritual power disrupted in an instant and their combat effectiveness greatly weakened.

Who would have thought that Patriarch Jin Ling took advantage of Chen Xuan's unpreparedness and activated the secret technique of great sound, but he was unable to do anything to Chen Xuan.

The shock in Patriarch Jin Ling's heart is truly indescribable.

"I never thought that my little tricks would be seen through by Fellow Daoist Chen. I am really ashamed of myself."

"However, I know very well that even if I try my best today, I am still no match for you. Please leave me an intact body later."

Ancestor Jin Ling looked sincere.

When speaking, his attitude was very humble.

If it were someone else, they would probably agree right away.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan was not fooled at all.

"Fellow Daoist, if you don't have the ability, you won't be able to hold on to the position of the ancestor of the Golden Spirit Clan. Haha, fellow Daoist is showing weakness to the enemy. Are you trying to sneak attack me right now?"

Chen Xuan suddenly smiled coldly.

The next moment, he disappeared out of thin air.

boom!

A terrifying and piercing explosion suddenly sounded from the void.

At some point, a giant in golden armor, about ten feet tall and emitting a terrifying aura, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

If Chen Xuan had not reacted extremely quickly and left in time, he would have been killed by a punch from the golden-armored giant.

Chen Xuan's divine sense swept over the golden-armored giant. Seeing that the aura emanating from the golden-armored giant was not weaker than that of an ordinary late Nascent Soul warrior, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

As he looked at the giant in golden armor, he felt a surge of murderous intent in his heart.

"You old thing, you are sweet-mouthed but with a sharp tongue. You are really not a good person!"

Facing Chen Xuan's anger, Patriarch Jin Ling remained calm.

The smile on the old face remains.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please don't be angry. The relationship between you and this old man is meant to be one of life and death."

"However, I did not lie just now. You are much stronger than me. Even if you suffer a little loss at this moment, it is not a big deal."

Although Chen Xuan looked normal, his vigilance was instantly raised to the extreme.

If it was said that the first time that Patriarch Jin Ling showed weakness was because he wanted to launch a sneak attack, Chen Xuan could understand it.

But at this time, Patriarch Jin Ling actually showed weakness to him again, which made Chen Xuan a little confused.

"What on earth does this old man mean? Is he planning a second sneak attack?"

Chen Xuan frowned slightly.

But he didn't dare to be careless.

With a thought, he secretly pushed the True Dragon Transformation to its extreme.

Soon, the 108 ancient dragon-subduing swords in his dantian were also fully activated by Chen Xuan.

hum!

A barely perceptible breeze suddenly emerged from the void and quickly disappeared.

If it weren't for Chen Xuan's spiritual power, which far surpassed that of an ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivator, it would have been difficult for Chen Xuan to detect this subtle change.

"Huh? You really want to sneak attack me!"

Chen Xuan sneered secretly, and the one hundred and eight ancient dragon-subduing swords had been fully activated by him at this moment.

As long as there is any slight disturbance, everything will be triggered in an instant.

As for the second level of True Dragon Transformation, the Flood Dragon Transformation, Chen Xuan has already pushed it to its limit.

A layer of fine dragon scales also emerged from the surface of Chen Xuan's skin in an instant.

"Chirp!"

A sharp whistle suddenly came from above Chen Xuan's head.

I saw a giant flying eagle, more than ten feet in size, leaping down from the sky.

Its broad wings flapped rapidly.

In the surrounding void, there were unexpectedly layers of ripples like water waves.

Soon, its speed will suddenly accelerate at this moment.

Originally, the giant flying eagle and Chen Xuan were only ten feet apart.

At this moment, there was only a few feet of distance left.

At such a short distance, not to mention a strong man in the late Nascent Soul stage, even a strong man in the Spirit Transformation stage cannot avoid the sneak attack of this giant flying eagle.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan, who had been well prepared, not only did not show any fear, but instead looked ecstatic.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Chen Xuan snorted coldly, and the powerful divine consciousness in the Niwan Palace rushed out as if it were real.

hum!

The giant eagle that fell from the sky was hit by an extremely powerful divine thought before it could react.

Suddenly, an indescribable pain emerged in its mind.

The giant eagle's speed suddenly dropped.

The body also lost control at this moment.

But at this moment, Chen Xuan, who had been prepared, suddenly jumped up.

With a casual grab, he directly caught the sharp claws of the giant flying eagle.

"Get down here!"

Chen Xuan pulled hard, and the giant eagle didn't even have a chance to struggle before being pulled down from the void by Chen Xuan.

The next moment, the 108 ancient dragon-subduing swords in Chen Xuan’s dantian all shot out with a whoosh.

Densely packed, they pierced into the body of the giant eagle.

In less than a breath, the giant eagle was killed on the spot by Chen Xuan.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Jin Ling’s expression suddenly changed drastically.

"You actually killed the flying iron-winged eagle that I raised?"

Flying iron-winged eagle!

Level six monster!

The highest level of cultivation can reach the state of great perfection in the late stage of transformation of the spirit.

The flying iron-winged eagle that attacked Chen Xuan at this moment, although in its cub state, its cultivation had still reached the great perfection realm of the late Nascent Soul stage.

Unlike ordinary birds, the Flying Iron-Winged Eagle has a thin Fengpeng bloodline in its body.

That's why the Flying Iron-winged Eagle flies extremely fast, making it perfect for sneak attacks.

Just now, as soon as the Golden Spirit Patriarch appeared, he kept showing weakness to Chen Xuan.

Moreover, letting the Golden Spirit Puppet launch a sneak attack on Chen Xuan was just a preparation for the Flying Iron-Winged Eagle to launch a sneak attack on Chen Xuan.

Who would have thought that Chen Xuan's fighting ability was so strong.

With his own strength, he easily killed the Flying Iron-Winged Eagle in the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Don't even mention the Flying Iron-winged Eagle, I want to kill you too!"

Chen Xuan sneered repeatedly.

The next moment, he waved his hand and directly put the body of the Flying Iron-Winged Eagle into the Beast Taming Tower, then his figure disappeared out of thin air.

When Patriarch Jin Ling saw this, he was immediately shocked.

With a thought, the Golden Spirit Puppet was activated again.

boom!

The golden-armored giant stood proudly, blocking behind the Golden Spirit Ancestor.

At this moment, Chen Xuan's fist had already smashed over from behind the Jin Ling Patriarch.

The terrifying explosion and appalling impact force came from behind Patriarch Jin Ling at the same time.

The Golden Spirit Puppet guarding the Golden Spirit Ancestor was directly knocked away by Chen Xuan's punch.

"What a powerful body!"

Ancestor Jin Ling was horrified.

As soon as he thought of it, another golden spirit puppet appeared out of thin air. Under his control, it quickly launched a counterattack towards Chen Xuan.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan did not dodge or evade, and continued to swing his fists.

The terrifying physical strength fell on the attacking Golden Spirit Puppet like a thread.

boom!

A horrifying muffled sound was heard, and the attacking Golden Spirit Puppet was directly knocked away by Chen Xuan's punch.

When Patriarch Jin Ling saw this, his face turned pale.

A mouthful of blood also gushed out.

"Huh? It turned out to be your fellow Taoist's natal spirit puppet. I was so careless."

Chen Xuan looked at the Jin Ling ancestor who was suffering backlash, with a hint of surprise in his expression.

Every immortal cultivator has his own magical weapon.

Among them, the natal magic weapon of most immortal cultivators is mainly flying swords.

Only a small number of immortal cultivators have magic weapons such as talismans, magic puppets, flying needles, etc.

However, since Chen Xuan embarked on the path of cultivation, he has never seen a cultivator who uses a spirit puppet as his life-saving magic weapon.

That's why Chen Xuan was careless when he made his move just now.

Otherwise, that natal spirit puppet would have been smashed to pieces by Chen Xuan's punch.

"It is indeed my natal spirit puppet. However, as a cultivator of the human race, your physical strength is so terrifying."

"If I am not mistaken, your physical strength is comparable to that of a demon cultivator in the early stage of the Spiritualization Realm, right?"

The expression on Old Ancestor Jin Ling's face when he looked at Chen Xuan became extremely complicated.

A terrifying body comparable to that of a demon beast in the early stage of transformation!

This is no longer something that an ordinary Nascent Soul late stage Great Perfection realm expert can deal with.

What's more, Chen Xuan is not just a physical cultivator.

He is also the beastmaster of the Yuling Sect.

From the time the two men started fighting until now, Chen Xuan has never released his monster.

This also shows that Chen Xuan has not yet used his full strength to deal with him.

Even so, Patriarch Jin Ling suffered a great loss.

Thinking of this, an indescribable fear made Old Ancestor Jin Ling feel a little breathless.

"Daoyou has a good vision."

Chen Xuan smiled coldly.

The next moment, he looked at the Golden Spirit Puppet not far away and pointed his fingers quickly.

Boom!

The giant sword Tiangang Disha formed by one hundred and eight ancient dragon-subduing swords directly chopped down the Golden Spirit Puppet.

The golden spirit puppet that blocked Chen Xuan's sneak attack was directly split into two halves by the giant sword of Tiangang Disha.

This made Patriarch Jin Ling's expression even uglier.

"Daoyou, what do you mean by this?"

Ancestor Jin Ling looked angry.

There was a hint of disdainful smile on Chen Xuan's lips.

"I think this golden spirit puppet is an eyesore. Do you have any objection, fellow Taoist?"