Chapter 505: From Metamorphosing Spirit Chicken to Beast-Taming Cultivation Chapter 504: Fist Falls, Heaven and Earth Tremble

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Protagonist:

Yu Zhangsheng

In the Beihai Yu, due to the vast expanse of the sea area, the number of creatures in the sea far exceeds that of humans.

This vast sea has nurtured too many species and forms of life; some spend their entire lives with the sea as their home, while others are extraordinary and transcendent, able to cross the sea and dominate a region.

Even broadly speaking, in the Beihai Yu, humans are not the overlords; within the vast, immeasurable sea area, too many miraculous species, powerful lifeforms, and races are contained.

And the division of the land means that the entire Beihai Yu actually lacks a single complete continent; rather, it is distributed like islands, scattered like stars and chess pieces.

The forms and appearances between each island differ greatly, distances are vast, and communication is difficult; this has also caused the severance of civilization and the divergence of beliefs.

Hence in some places, sea beasts occupy territory as kings, gather faith, and the myriad spirits revere them as lords, gaining their shelter to occupy a region.

The Jiaolong is one such case, and Han Chong is the Jiaolong's puppet, enslaved by the Jiaolong, also worshipping the Jiaolong; these years, he has done quite a few things for the Jiaolong.

Han Chong gave a bitter smile and said: "The only thing I didn't expect was that Dao Friend Yu's strength is actually this tyrannical; but this is good too, it counts as my liberation."

Yu Zhangsheng frowned silently, glanced at Han Chong, and did not speak.

Han Chong shook his head, let out a long breath, the sorrow in his eyes becoming even more obvious; he sighed, looking at the Jiaolong battling Chi Lian, his expression revealing just the right amount of hatred, and said resentfully:

"Such a beast, killing such a good friend of mine; now that Dao Friend Yu can slay the Jiaolong, it counts as eliminating a scourge for the people, fulfilling a long-cherished wish of mine."

Han Chong exhaled, smiled with relief, and said:

"Dao Friend Yu, please act; anyway, this old man's life is a rotten one, death is not worth regretting."

His tone was calm and intimate; as he spoke, he even raised both hands, walking slowly toward Yu Zhangsheng without any defense, his expression sincere, as if he had no other thoughts whatsoever, looking completely unresisting.

Yu Zhangsheng frowned lightly, his brows twitching slightly; after a moment they relaxed again, he smiled faintly, and said:

"To know one's error and correct it is the greatest good. Island Lord Han was also forced by circumstances; it is understandable."

"This..."

Han Chong froze, a trace of excitement then appearing on his face, and he said: "Dao Friend Yu truly possesses boundless merit..."

As he spoke, Han Chong drew two steps closer to Yu Zhangsheng; the next moment, he suddenly spat from his mouth, a Spirit Light-shimmering Treasure Sword's light abruptly shooting out like lightning, pointing straight at Yu Zhangsheng's head.

This scene came too suddenly; just as a smile unconsciously surfaced on Han Chong's face, in the split second of a spark's flash, he did not see the slightest panic on Yu Zhangsheng's face, but rather he continued smiling, his expression contemptuous with a hint of mockery.

Han Chong's heart suddenly gave rise to a boundless sense of unease; the next moment, he saw that just as the Treasure Sword's light was about to strike Yu Zhangsheng's brow center, Yu Zhangsheng's body suddenly shook violently, and he threw out a fist! A fist descended, Blood Qi torrents surged and flowed, the Sub-Talisman Dameng opened, Fleshly Power exploded, the power of Tian Di was drawn, the shadows of a thousand mountains and ten thousand peaks emerged behind him, carrying a heavy sensation, suppressing everything; a fist blasted out, instantly as if mountains trembled, affecting all directions! "Thousand Mountains Fist!"

Boom—! This fist carried immense momentum and weight; a fist descended, Tian Di both trembled, Blood Qi surged back, for a moment it actually suppressed the Treasure Sword, pushing it back fiercely.

Crack!

The two collided; instantly the Treasure Sword shattered and was blasted away, while Yu Zhangsheng's fist continued with unstoppable momentum, smashing down fiercely toward Han Chong's forehead! "What?"

Han Chong was shocked, his eyes suddenly widening; Yu Zhangsheng sneered coldly, Fleshly Power exploding once more, fist light dazzling and impossible to look at directly, and moreover boundless flames climbed onto his fist, suppressing everything.

Boom!

At the critical moment, Han Chong barely managed to extend an arm to block before his forehead; the next moment, giant force assaulted him, terrifying power erupting like mountains overturning seas, slamming heavily onto Han Chong.

Pfft!

Han Chong's face turned pale in an instant, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, mixed with fragments of internal organs; he only felt a surge in his body, his five viscera and six bowels seemingly all bleeding, his whole body trembling, eyes dizzy, his arm bending backward at a bizarre angle, *crack*, suddenly snapping.

"Aaaah!!"

Heart-rending pain assaulted him like a tide; Han Chong couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, his voice shrill, desolate, and bleak; hair disheveled, eyes blood-red, revealing hysterical towering hatred, he once again spat a mouthful of blood, his Sub-Talisman Peak cultivation base operating to suppress the injuries in his body, but what greeted him was Yu Zhangsheng's cold, ruthless another fist blasting out! Boom!

Fist launched, Tian Di trembled; boundless Blood Qi and Fleshly Power surged like seawater, overwhelming like mountains overturning seas, destroying heaven and extinguishing earth, transforming into a single fist.

Fist wind surged; merely the slightest ripple falling upon the sea caused the seawater to howl, exploding towering waves surging a hundred meters high; the waves violently impacted, crashing onto Jiaolong Island.

Instantly, Jiaolong Island shook; reefs crashed against the shore, shattering into endless spray, the earth trembled, countless forests instantly destroyed, countless buildings collapsed; the ripples swept over the people on the island, countless people cried out in alarm, shaken into dust.

As if an invisible giant hand fiercely wiped across, turning clouds and rain, stirring up wind and waves; the confrontation between the two, including the confrontation between Chi Lian and the three Spirit Beasts and the Jiaolong, had all reached Sub-Talisman Peak power; though they had not reached Spirit Transformation to provoke heaven and earth changing color, it was still shocking enough; ordinary cultivators, touched by the aftermath, faced a world-destroying calamity.

"Yu Zhangsheng!!"

Han Chong roared, his pale face also revealing a trace of madness; he pursed his lips and likewise threw out a fist.

The next moment, two fists collided, like infinite explosives detonating, rippling open the Yun Xiao, shockwaves sweeping across; a figure was shaken flying from within, and upon closer look, it was Han Chong.

His body bent like a shrimp, like a kite with a broken string flying backward, mouth spraying mouthfuls of fresh blood, spraying into the Void; his breath withered, face pale; in this collision again, he was actually suppressed by Yu Zhangsheng.

Looking at Yu Zhangsheng, he merely staggered, swaying back three steps, lips somewhat pale, lightly pursing his lips, casually wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, then raising his eyes to look at Han Chong, his body shooting out like a spear, once again blasting a fist! Strike while he's down, take his life! "Divine Light Shatter Body Pierce Heaven Art!"

Dazzling golden light, like a brilliant yellow, like a great sun, blossomed from Yu Zhangsheng's four limbs and hundred bones, coalescing into a cloak behind him, empowering Fleshly Power; his fist even more erupted with blinding radiance, impossible to look at directly; within the light, a brilliant great sun rose slowly like the Morning Sun.

"Morning Sun Breaking Dawn Fist!"

Fist light brilliant; Yu Zhangsheng's figure transformed into a great sun; within the great sun a fist blasted out, a fist shattering Nothingness and night, carrying a resolve that admits no retreat and an unstoppable intent descending upon this world!

"!!!" Han Chong's heart trembled; shaking his head, a sense of palpitations flowed from his crown to his soles; an intense sense of life-and-death crisis continuously exploded in his mind, growing stronger; every cell in his body was screaming, as if signaling danger.

Han Chong was terrified; the fist in his eyes grew larger and larger, the brilliant great sun refracting myriad lights, carrying an incomparable pressure smashing over, tearing through the night sky; in an instant where the fist light reached, night retreated like a tide and was torn apart, bright as day.

In the daylight, Yu Zhangsheng wore a golden Tongtian cloak, Blood Qi soaring to the heavens, connecting directly to the sky's edge, drawing the power of Tian Di to empower himself; fist grasping the great sun, like a god descending to the mortal world, unstoppable; a fist, descending!

Crack!!

Faint cracks suddenly emerged in the Void, gloomy spatial storms blowing out from within, yet they were also shattered by this fist's explosion.

At this moment, Yu Zhangsheng's mind entered an absolute state of profound mystery; all in his heart, everything in his eyes, was only this fist; his comprehension of the Light Dao patterns, all poured into this Breaking Dawn Fist; his whole body's cultivation base, magic power, Blood Qi...

Everything, all condensed into a single fist exploding.

Boom!

As if Sky Collapse Earth Shatter, terrifying aftermath exploded, falling on the island; instantly the island was blasted with a huge hole, penetrating the seabed, surging seawater howling and pouring back in, submerging everything on the island.

The sea surface even momentarily revealed a sky pit; within a hundred li, seawater rose shockingly, countless water tornadoes connecting the Tian Qiong, flashing with dazzling brilliance beneath the night sky, amidst the stars! Tian Di both trembled; this fist's power even caused the Jiaolong, currently struggling against Chi Lian and three Spirit Beasts, to turn its head and look; seeing this scene, its heart trembled, its huge dragon pupils unable to stop a trace of fear from flowing out.

And Wei Lao likewise couldn't help his heart jumping; originally watching from the shore, a trace of dumbfounded surprise appeared on his calm face; looking at the seawater aftermath affecting his surroundings, he frowned slightly, couldn't help but mutter softly: "This is actually this terrifying; don't know how to control the force a bit; what to do if he accidentally sinks the whole island."

Though he spoke such words, Wei Lao's brows and eyes also revealed a trace of a smile; waving his sleeve to isolate the aftermath, his gaze bright and piercing, looking at Yu Zhangsheng in the center of the storm.

Even the residual might was like this, let alone Han Chong at the center. His complexion was terrified to the extreme, countless divine abilities unfolded, and an uncountable number of magic treasures resisted the self-destruction, but under this punch of destroying the withered and pulling the rotten, they all shattered with a resounding crash, unable to block even a bit.

"No!"

Han Chong let out a terrified cry; before a word had fully fallen, the next moment, the majestic punch light swallowed him, and his voice stopped abruptly. Everything—his body, including his shenjue—was turned to powder and shattered under this punch, completely dissipating from the world!

Boom—!

Han Chong, fallen! The storm scattered, revealing Yu Zhangsheng's figure within. The night wind blew, blowing his headful of black silk and robes, fluttering in the wind. His body suddenly staggered, suddenly falling from the sky to the ground. The giant force faded, his whole body's qi and blood exhausted, magic power dried up, the Sub-Talisman Dameng tightly closed, complexion pale, breath weak to the extreme, fatigue on his face impossible to conceal, yet he was completely drained of strength.

"You brat, is it worth it like this? Just a mere Sub-Talisman True Monarch, making yourself look like this. Do you know that if it were on the battlefield, such conduct would be no different from suicide?"

Seeing this, Wei Lao's complexion changed slightly. He spat lightly, reached out to catch Yu Zhangsheng, and while saying this, with a helpless expression, he took out a pill and fed it to Yu Zhangsheng.

Yu Zhangsheng weakly opened his mouth to swallow the pill. On his tired face, a hint of redness soon appeared. Gritting his teeth, he suppressed the stun sensation in his mind, slowly squeezed out a smile on his face, and said:

"That's not the case. It's just that the disciple wanted to test what level his full-power strike could reach. Now it seems that among ordinary Sub-Talisman, no one should be able to match it."

"As for being completely drained of strength and falling into weakness, thus facing danger..."

Yu Zhangsheng paused in tone, turned his head to look at Chi Lian Purgatory Dragon and other spirit beasts, smiled lightly, and said: "You forgot we are Beast Tamers? The methods of a Beast Tamer are not only in oneself. We have partners worth entrusting our lives to, and our backs can be completely entrusted to them."

His tone was natural, his words sincere, but it made Wei Lao slightly stunned. After a long while, he glanced at Yu Zhangsheng, shook his head with a smile, and said: "So you still know you're a Beast Tamer? Where is there a Beast Tamer like you who puts himself in danger? The core of a Beast Tamer is commanding spirit beasts to fight."

"You being like this, being more ferocious than the beast taming itself, what's the point?"

Yu Zhangsheng hehe laughed, scratched his head, waved his hand, and said: "Not necessarily. You said it yourself—we and spirit beasts are partners who advance and retreat together, share weal and woe. So how could it be possible for them to go to the frontline while we sit back and enjoy the fruits at the rear?"

"What you said is just the shortcoming of Beast Tamers. Spirit beasts are suddenly important, but one must also focus on tempering oneself, so as not to let others catch a flaw. Am I right?"

Wei Lao frowned, then became thoughtful, looked deeply at Yu Zhangsheng for a long time, and nodded:

"What you say makes sense. Not bad."

Beast Tamers focus on spirit beasts, but compared to other cultivators of the same rank, their own strength would be somewhat weaker. This point is indeed the pain point and shortcoming of Beast Tamers.

But in Yu Zhangsheng's case...

"Hmm..."

Wei Lao recalled Yu Zhangsheng's battle just now. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his complexion strange as he let out a long exhale. He said nothing, but in his heart he felt much more settled.

"Truly a freak. Even without relying on spirit beasts, Changsheng's strength probably doesn't lose at all to those condition disciples. Probably, he has reached the level of Holy Son?"

Wei Lao's thoughts wandered, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth. He continued thinking, then fell into contemplation.

"However, focusing too much on a single path is not the best method for a Beast Tamer. The best should be cultivating spirit beasts while also cultivating other paths, to make up for the shortcomings, and only then is it perfect."

"Like Cao Jinxian back then, cultivating both spirit beasts and the Sword Path?"

………

Wei Lao pondered in his heart for a long time, his gaze deep and far-reaching.

On the Other Side, Han Chong's fall made the flood dragon even more terrified. In despair, the defeat became more obvious. He couldn't hold on for long and began to beg for mercy in a low voice.

"Human, spare me a path to survival. I am willing to be your spirit beast, submit to you, advance and retreat with you, protect your Dao, and escort you!" (Chapter End)