I Tame Beasts by Feeding

Gazing at the shadow of Blood Evil, even Zhang Tianwen and the others, who knew Yu Changsheng well, felt a sense of unease, their expressions subtly shifting.

The earth collapsed and the forest disintegrated as if an invisible, giant hand were wiping it all away. Yu Changsheng narrowed his eyes and gazed up at the shadow of the Blood Demon Giant, a subtle sense of its power stirring within him.

"Fine. I was going to play with you a little longer, but since you’ve already lost your cool, let’s just end this quickly."

Yu Changsheng pulled back his hand and spoke calmly, his expression still composed. The next moment, the Profound Turtle flew out from his Inner Realm. Its colossal body, easily rivaling the Blood Demon Giant, suppressed the heavens and the earth. Amidst the solemn gazes of the crowd, the sound of crashing waves washed over them as a vast expanse of blue light instantly covered the world.

Within the blue light, massive waves surged, and a sea breeze swept through. The turbulent tides swelled and condensed, wave after wave, before finally erupting into a boundless Vast Sea that crashed toward the Blood Demon Giant!

"Vast Sea, Wuya!"

Yu Changsheng’s voice echoed in everyone’s minds like a divine decree. The Profound Turtle trembled, and the Blood Demon Giant shuddered. Inside it, the faces of the Eight of the Dark Stream changed in unison, their eyes filled with terror. Feeling this immense power, they grit their teeth, controlled the Blood Demon Giant to shield them, and threw a punch.

RUMBLE!

The fist plunged into the Vast Sea, creating massive craters on its surface. The waves churned, transforming into an even fiercer force that continued to roll in, wave after wave, enveloping the Blood Demon Giant.

"What kind of Tamed Beast is this?!"

The minds of the Eight of the Dark Stream reeled. Gazing at the might of the Vast Sea, they struggled as if trapped in a mire.

Yu Changsheng’s face was deathly pale as he gasped for breath. His Magical Power was draining away rapidly, soon to be depleted. His Power of Divine Soul was also being consumed at a frantic rate, and waves of dizziness washed over him. He turned his head and looked toward Zhang Tianwen and the others.

Zhang Tianwen and the others understood immediately. With a nod, Zhang Tianwen waved his hand, and the Thunder-controlling Spirit Tiger appeared. Bolts of lightning flashed, filling the sky.

"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Strike!"

The sky roared as a thick, purple bolt of lightning descended upon the Blood Demon Giant with unstoppable force!

"A Sword Comes from the East... Star Transformation!"

Shen Xingchen also made his move. With a flick of his wrist, Sword Light flashed, and a magnificent beam of Sword Qi slashed out. Dazzling starlight began to twinkle as the void itself seemed to cry out from the peerless sword strike!

"ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!"

The Blood Demon Giant roared as the lightning descended and the Sword Light slashed down, carving a shocking crack across its forehead. Then, the boundless waves of the Vast Sea surged once more, completely submerging the Blood Demon Giant!

"CRACK... CRACK..."

Cracks spread like a web across the Blood Demon Giant’s body. The red light scattered, revealing the figures of the Eight of the Dark Stream within. The next moment, a towering wave struck again, and the Blood Demon Giant completely disintegrated into motes of red light.

"PFFT! PFFT! PFFT..."

With their Divine Ability Array broken, the bodies of the Eight of the Dark Stream shuddered in unison. They were sent tumbling from mid-air as their formation burst apart. Their faces turned deathly pale and bloodless in an instant, and they couldn’t help but spit out mouthfuls of blood.

The Vast Sea receded, and the Profound Turtle’s figure slowly dissipated. Yu Changsheng was not faring well either. This outburst had clearly taken a greater toll on him than ever before. Panting heavily, he struggled to turn his head and look at Zhang Tianwen and the others.

Zhang Tianwen and the others understood at once. Without a word, Shen Xingchen’s figure flashed like lightning. He brandished the Spirit Treasure in his hand, and the sky filled with brilliant starlight, as if the Milky Way itself was falling to earth. Nine massive, faint stars appeared, following the astonishing Sword Light as it tore through the void with an overwhelming aura!

"Nine-Star Sword Shocking the Sky!"

RUMBLE!

This one sword strike contained all of Shen Xingchen’s essence, energy, and spirit. As he unleashed it, the heavens seemed to fall and the earth to crack. Shen Xingchen’s face turned deathly pale; he was completely spent after this thrust. Yet, his eyes were incredibly bright, and the starlight filling the sky twinkled for him, dazzling to behold. Its might reached its Peak, even breaking through the limits of Foundation Establishment, its power reaching that of the Golden Core realm!

"Not good!"

The expressions of the Eight of the Dark Stream changed drastically. As they felt the terror of this sword strike, a sense of life-and-death crisis exploded in their minds. Every organ, every cell in their bodies seemed to become an independent entity, screaming warnings of danger. Their scalps tingling, they suppressed the backlash in their bodies, bit their tongues again, and sprayed a mist of blood that rapidly coalesced into a massive Blood Lotus to block the attack!

"CRACK... CRACK... CRACK..."

The Blood Lotus swirled continuously, emitting endless Blood Evil Qi. Its bloody light was immense, but it couldn’t overpower the brilliant starlight. As the sword descended, in an instant, the Blood Lotus’s petals drifted off one by one, dissipating into red light.

The sword’s might, barely diminished, was only momentarily hindered before it broke through the Blood Lotus, transforming into a long rainbow of light that pierced through all Eight of the Dark Stream at once!

The first to be hit was the scar-faced leader. The sword passed like a flash. In an instant, the magnificent Sword Light swept across his abdomen. Before the pain could even register, his blood gushed out like a fountain. Worse, rampant Sword Qi raged through his organs, destroying his heart and completely extinguishing his Vitality.

But it wasn’t over. As Shen Xingchen’s sword struck, Zhang Tianwen’s attack arrived from the other side. Zhang Tianwen was wreathed in crackling lightning, arcs of electricity dancing around him. The Thunder-controlling Spirit Tiger at his feet roared to the heavens, and instantly, lightning was born from the void, linking and spreading to form a purple ocean of thunder!

"Ten Thousand Thunder Celestial Prison Guide!"

The next moment, the lightning coalesced, forming twisted, tentacle-like bolts. They savagely morphed into cages of thunder, trapping all the remaining men. Then, endless lightning fell from the sky, striking down mercilessly into the prisons.

"ARGH...!"

"AHHHH!!"

For a time, screams filled the air. The earth cracked, trees collapsed, and the landscape became a scene of devastation. One massive crater after another appeared, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, and black fissures flickered in the void. After a few moments, the screams died down, and the lightning slowly faded.

Zhang Tianwen was panting heavily, beads of sweat falling from his forehead and evaporating the moment they hit the ground. The Thunder-controlling Spirit Tiger also looked drained and was recalled into his Inner Realm.

The power of the lightning slowly dissipated. On the scorched earth, the bodies of the men from the Dark Stream were nowhere to be seen—only a few charred corpses remained as proof they had ever been there.

The mountain forest was silent. The earth said nothing. After a long moment, Zhang Tianwen and Shen Xingchen looked at each other and couldn’t help but smile.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a satisfying fight."

Zhang Tianwen’s body was exhausted, but his spirit was incredibly exhilarated. He clenched his fists and chuckled.

After recovering his Eighth-Layer Spirit Platform, his combat prowess had once again undergone a world-shaking change. This was the most invigorating battle he had fought recently, and Zhang Tianwen felt great.

"We’ve recovered some of our old flair. Reborn from the brink of death, haha."

Shen Xingchen laughed heartily, sheathing his Long Sword as a glint flashed in his eyes.

"You guys are really something else. Didn’t even give me a chance to make a move."

Li Minghan shook his head, looking at the battlefield with a trace of lingering fear as he spoke with a wry smile.

As for Jing Xueyi, she was completely lost in a stunned daze. She stared at the devastated landscape and the sweating figures of the others. After a long while, Jing Xueyi finally let out a breath and came to her senses, her gaze turning toward Yu Changsheng with a complex expression.

She had already held them in high regard, but after the men from the Dark Stream displayed the combat power of the Mid-stage Golden Core realm, she had nearly fallen into despair. What happened next completely shattered her understanding of the world.

’Is this this guy’s true strength...? This is what a true chosen one must be like...’

Jing Xueyi shook her head, muttering to herself. Unconsciously, a strange light entered her eyes as she looked at Yu Changsheng.

Without a doubt, Zhang Tianwen’s and Shen Xingchen’s performances were also incredible, but the most dazzling of all was still Yu Changsheng. If he hadn’t severely wounded the Eight of the Dark Stream with a single blow, the other two would never have had the chance to show what they could do.

That oppressive feeling, like facing the Vast Sea itself, made Jing Xueyi truly see Yu Changsheng in a serious light for the first time. Even when she compared him to the chosen ones of the three great sects, she was still utterly shocked.