Chapter 40: The Eight Extremes Are Formed, Swallowing Heaven Giant Beast

  "Lao Hu, why are we so unlucky? On such a cold day, we're still running around in the Giant Python Mountains to commit murder." A tall and thin mystic sighed.

  The first one was a Taoist priest named Old Huo, with a sturdy physique like an iron tower, but with a scar on his face that dragged all the way down to his chin, making him look somewhat ferocious. Upon hearing this, he only let out a bitter laugh: "Not for anything else, just because we're holding the Taoist temple's bowl and eating the Taoist temple's rice!"

  Lao Huo, one of the three people sent by Qi Xiu to launch a surprise attack on Xu Yang last time. He was relatively unlucky and suffered an ambush by a mysterious master from the City Master's Mansion, and this terrifying scar on his face was also given to him by that mysterious master with just one strike.

  This time, Qi Hong personally gave the order to kill Xu Yang and also mentioned Lao Huo's name. Lao Huo had been uneasy in his heart all along, fearing a repeat of the previous tragedy. It wasn't until he heard that Xu Yang had left Lin Yuan City alone that he plucked up the courage, bringing two Xuan Shi companions deep into the Giant Python Mountains.

  That slender and tall mystic let out a loud sneeze, then muttered in a low voice: "In such a vast mountain, where can I find that person? That dog named Xu Yang, once I find him, I will crush all his bones to pieces!"

  Lao Huo heard this and couldn't help but smile bitterly. When the master of the Shaomen sect gave orders, he didn't consider the actual situation at all. The three Xuan Shi had been searching for a long time, it had already been six or seven days, where did they find any trace of Xu Yang?

  "Huo Big Brother, I think we should gather the team," said the thin and tall Xuan Shi with a sigh. "Who knows, that little scoundrel might have been eaten by the fierce beasts or maybe he's lucky and has already returned. Think about it, a small waste like him who is only at the Xuan Tu level, how can he survive in the Giant Python Mountains for so many days?"

  Old Huo shook his head and said: "Let's search for a while longer. Going back now is too early, we can't avoid being punished by the Taoist temple."

  The three of them had to keep moving forward, their eyes wide open, searching for any sign of human presence on every hill and valley, in every thicket, and under every pile of withered leaves.

  "Halt!"

  The speaker was Old Huo, and the other two stopped following him, asking in unison: "What's wrong, Brother Huo? What did you find?"

  Old Hu's face muscles twitched, and with a wave of excitement, he said: "Look..."

  The other two followed his pointing and saw a pile of bonfire ash not far away, which was blown away by the cold wind as winter approached.

  The thin and tall mystic quickly ran over, observed the remaining embers of the bonfire, and came to a conclusion: "This fire should have been lit several days ago. As far as I know, no ascetic team has entered the mountain during this period, and judging from the size of the bonfire, it should only be used by one person... No difference, Old Huo, it must be that kid Xiangyang!"

  "Everyone cheer up and continue searching along this route!" Old Huo said, "Young Master Shao ordered that Xu Yang is not an ordinary cultivator, don't be careless."

  "Huo big brother, you're being too cautious," the tall and thin Xuan Shi laughed, "You, me, and him are all late-stage Xuan Shi. What's so special about Xu Yang that he can resist us?"

  Lao Hu couldn't help but laugh. Indeed, the huge gap between Xuantu and Xuansi gave them three endless confidence.

  Inside the cave, Xu Yang slowly opened his eyes, with a deep sense of emotion in them.

  After three days and nights of hard practice, he finally successfully condensed the remaining three extreme Xuan Wheels: Wind Extreme Xuan Wheel, Water Extreme Xuan Wheel, and Ice Extreme Xuan Wheel.

  Now, the inner vision of the starry sea, eight different colored slender whirlpools are rapidly rotating, each governing itself, without interfering with each other. A thread of pure and refined spiritual energy is flowing through the meridians at the poles as the dantian rotates.

  "The Xuan Wheel is indeed the second heart of a Xuan Master," Upon seeing the rapid rotation of the Eight Pole Xuan Wheel, with each rotation driving a cycle of Xuan energy circulation, Xu Yang felt a hint of enlightenment rising in his mind.

  His current physical strength had already reached 200 jin, a figure that could rival those of top-notch Xian Masters.

  From Xuan Tu to Xuan Shi, Xu Yang experienced a leap, after being promoted to Xuan Shi, he possessed Xuan Li, could refine spiritual pills below three grades, could independently refine Xuan equipment, and cultivate Xuan techniques... This represents that the infinite divine skills in his mind were liberated, with extraordinary significance.

  He stood up, stretched his waist, and his bones crackled like popcorn, making Xu Yang's figure suddenly three inches taller, looking more slender and sturdy.

  "My stomach is so hungry......" Xǔ Yáng was just about to go find some food, when he suddenly felt something small tugging on his pant leg. He looked down and couldn't help but be startled.

  The fat ball is rolling around his legs, and from time to time biting his pants leg.

  "I clearly remember setting up a 'dual pole array', how did this little thing get in?" Xǔ Yáng's back was drenched with cold sweat, if Féi Qiú disrupted him at the critical moment when he was condensing his mystical vortex, the consequences would be too terrible to contemplate, exploding into pieces being the only possibility.

  Xu Yang didn't have time to take care of Fei Qiu, and squatted down to examine the "Two Poles Formation". As soon as he checked, he was startled. The original formation pattern hadn't changed at all, but the two polar Xuan forces that were used to operate the formation had disappeared without a trace!

  Two fingers flashed out like lightning, pinching the back of Fei Qiu's neck, and Xu Yang asked sternly: "Fei Qiu, what's going on with this 'Polar Array', is it your doing?"

  The fat ball's two small eyes rolled around wildly, its little head shook desperately, and its two front paws also waved back and forth, as if emphasizing "it wasn't my fault".

  Xu Yang's left hand suddenly emitted a beam of pure and bright light, which was the essence of Guangxuan power.

  The fat ball stopped wobbling, and with a big mouth open, it sucked in the light mysterious power like drinking noodles, swallowing it with a "gulp".

  "It's really like that!" Xǔ Yáng's eyes widened, this little ball of flesh, what kind of demon beast cub was it? It was clearly a young Spirit Beast - the Heaven-Devouring Beast!

  "Its body is round like a ball, with a diameter of over 100 zhang, its huge mouth is like an abyss, swallowing the heavens and earth", this is the description of the Tianwen beast in the Zangjingge "Yishouzh".

  Xu Yang couldn't think of it at first, mainly because Fei Qiu's fist-sized body and the ferocious Tian Tian beast were really hard to associate with each other.

  Looking at the Swallowing Heaven Beast being lifted by its neck with just two fingers, Xu Yang was speechless.

  The fat ball blinked its small eyes, grumbled in protest, and Xu Yang was pinching the skin on the back of its neck, making it almost breathless.

  The fatty thudded to the ground with a loud crash and rolled over, continuing to spin around Xu Yang's leg.

  "It's okay, the fat ball has gained wisdom and knows not to disturb me. Although it ate away the light and darkness of the Bu array, it didn't run around on me looking for food," Xǔ Yáng shivered, "This little guy is actually trustworthy."

  A wave of hunger surged in his stomach, and Xuyang took a step forward to get some dry rations.

  "The dried meat has been eaten up? The dry rations are all gone too? Damn you, Fatty, I'm going to steam you!"

  A commotion in the cave, Xu Yang chased after the fat ball and ran all over the cave, finally successfully picking it up by the back of its neck and putting it on his shoulder.

  "A Heavenly Beast cub...” Xǔ Yáng didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky. This spiritual beast cub was indeed powerful, but its maturation period of over a thousand years was really too long to wait!

  PS: The third update is presented, seeking recommendations and collections from all brothers.

  Tomorrow, which is Sunday's update, the first update will be delayed, possibly until 4-5 pm, please forgive me, brothers!