Chapter 535: Chapter 524: The Sword Cultivator Father
But after all, it is the manifestation of the Immortal Cauldron, and it is an extremely rare defensive Immortal Artifact. Who knows whether Ye Sheng will be able to refine another one in the future? And who knows if they could match the conditions offered by the Tianyan Sect?
Therefore, even though Elder Zhao threatened with the might of the Tianyan Sect, there were still those who were tempted.
"Focus, Dad won’t let anything happen to you." Ye Qiu operated the Soul Power Technique with all his might. Although his cultivation was not impressive among these big shots at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, his Divine Sense was powerful, and none of his sword strikes were wasted, allowing him to cope with ease for the moment.
"Amazing!" exclaimed a cultivator who was not participating, "If he were to take part in the final challenge, Lin Shen probably wouldn’t stand a chance at being the first!"
"Don’t crowd so close, retreat quickly, these old monsters at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage won’t care if we live or die."
The fight grew increasingly fierce, and cultivators with lower cultivation began to retreat one after another. It would be truly unjust if they carelessly lost their lives in the crossfire.
"A mere cultivator at the Body Integration Realm dares to be rampant in front of me." Seeing that he, at the Tribulation Stage, had been unable to overcome a Body Integration Realm cultivator for a long time, the man became angry and his attacks grew even more vicious.
Ye Qiu was not in the least bit afraid, and did not let the battle affect Ye Sheng in the slightest.
The longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it became for those at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage who were attempting the robbery. Seeing that Ye Sheng was about to contract the Immortal Cauldron, they finally showed their true abilities.
"Die." A black-robed old monster at the Tribulation Stage launched a palm strike at Ye Qiu, with a palm imprint as high as a small mountain and momentum like a rainbow.
"Chirp..." At the critical moment, Little Golden Crow stopped watching idly and spat out a strand of golden-red flame.
"Ahh..." The black-robed old monster cried out in alarm. The golden-red flame quickly climbed up his arm, and even his substantial Spiritual Power couldn’t stop it. Panic rose in his heart, and then he decisively amputated his own arm.
The moment he cut off his arm, the arm engulfed in flames immediately turned to flying ash.
"Such a powerful flame, what kind of bird is that?" Exclaimed a Tribulation Stage cultivator who wasn’t involved in the battle, from a distance. Spirit beasts that are capable of causing immediate losses to someone at the Tribulation Stage weren’t numerous, and they had never seen this kind before.
"Look at that bird, still in its infancy, and already so powerful. One can only imagine how formidable it will be when it grows up..." Everyone exchanged glances, deeply shocked by Little Golden Crow.
"Does it have Phoenix bloodline?" A cultivator guessed.
But unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Little Golden Crow crowed towards the sky and then spat out a mouthful of flame towards that direction in a show of defiance.
Phoenix again, it hated most when others said it resembled a Phoenix!
Eh? Little Golden Crow suddenly widened its round eyes. Why did it detest the Phoenix so much? Had there been some feud between it and the Phoenix in the past?
Little Golden Crow shook its wings irritably. Why did it always have some subconscious thoughts that it couldn’t remember when it tried to think carefully about them?
Where did it and Qiuqiu truly come from?
"Was it warning us just now? Is it angry? Because we said it has Phoenix blood? Does it not have it?"
"Then what kind of bird is this? What bird doesn’t yearn to be a Phoenix or wish to become one?"
The old monsters at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage felt they had guessed a terrifying truth. If this little bird wasn’t afraid of the Phoenix, it meant its rank wouldn’t be too far below a Phoenix.
What does this imply? It could be an Immortal Beast or even a Divine Beast!
Could this... could this be true?
Does the Immortal Realm really still exist?
But if this bird is neither an Immortal Beast nor a Divine Beast, then what kind of bird could so easily injure a cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage?
As far as they knew, such a thing had never been discovered before.
The eyes of these people turned unprecedentedly eager, with some cultivators nearing the end of their lifespans, nothing was more exciting than the knowledge that the Immortal Realm still existed.
Immortal Beasts and Divine Beasts naturally come from the Immortal Realm and the Divine World, so the Immortal Path must still exist!
But the key question now was how could they extract information about the Immortal Path from this Immortal Bird.
However, some looked upon Little Golden Crow as if it were a priceless treasure, while others wished it would turn to ash instantly.
"My hand." The black-robed freak with a severed arm stared gloomily at Little Golden Crow. He could feel his Spiritual Energy fading, and sensed that his arm might never recover.
"Die!" The cultivator suddenly hurled a Thunderstorm Pearl, with an air of determination to blast Little Golden Crow to pieces.
Although Little Golden Crow was a Divine Beast, and its true form was extremely formidable, it was not omnipotent; since it was still in its infancy, every time it spat out some flames, it consumed a significant amount of its energy.
Being naturally clumsy at conserving energy, Little Golden Crow never anticipated that this person would still seek revenge after such a state.
"Boom... Boom..." The Thunderstorm Pearl exploded over a wide area, with Little Golden Crow at the epicenter, immediately engulfed in smoke.
"How is it? It won’t be hurt, right?"
"That’s an Immortal Beast, it should be fine."
"But don’t forget, even the most formidable Immortal Beasts are still in their infancy."
However, the cultivators’ worries were unnecessary; after all, it was a Golden Crow, how could a mere Thunderstorm Pearl harm it? It was just that its feathers were scorched black, no longer as adorable as before.
"Cheep..." Little Golden Crow had never been so enraged before. Did they not understand that feathers are the lifeblood of a bird?
Not caring that excessive flame spitting could lead to weakness, Little Golden Crow was determined to see this despicable cultivator punished.
"Quick, fall back!" Ye Qiu, sensing Little Golden Crow’s fury, swiftly notified the people of Tianyan Sect and also led Ye Sheng to retreat from the area.
The onlookers did not understand why Ye Qiu said this, but seeing his serious demeanor, they hesitated before retreating a bit.
But soon they felt fortunate for their decision, as the site of the original battlefield had now turned into an ocean of fire.
The scorching temperature seemed as if it would set their very blood on fire.
"Quick, get inside." At the critical moment, Ye Sheng successfully bonded with the Immortal Cauldron and then took the nearby Tianyan Sect cultivators into it.
It was unbearably hot, even with Immortal Energy and the Array protecting them inside the Immortal Cauldron, they could still feel the scorching temperature.
"Ye Qiu." Elder Zhao hesitated for a long time before finally speaking, "Is that your Contracted Beast? What breed is it?"
He was simply too curious, what kind of bird had such power even in its infancy?
"Yes, it’s called Little Jin, my partner." Ye Qiu did not disclose Little Golden Crow’s breed because even with those inside the sect, he felt that exposing Little Golden Crow’s identity would bring big trouble in the future, and he was also very worried, Little Golden Crow was still an infant, such consumption had caused it great harm; perhaps it needed to go into seclusion again.
Since Ye Qiu kept silent, Elder Zhao and the others did not dare to ask further, but they were truly itching to know.