1050 A Crushing Defeat

He had a rather bad premonition that today, he and Sir Liu would perhaps lose their lives in this run-down town.

While the cries of "kill, kill, kill" filled the whole sky…

Qiu San gritted his teeth and prepared to put up a last-ditch struggle. He stretched out his hand and summoned a mystic beast with an abnormally ferocious appearance. Its two bulging, round eyes fixed themselves onto the youth before it in a bloodthirsty manner.

Even while crouching there, its build appeared very humongous. Furthermore, rancid fluid dribbled continuously from its mouth as it bared its ghastly fangs, making the sight very unbearably foul.

When the crowd of elite soldiers saw this ferocious beast, they all held in their breaths and involuntarily looked at this youth whose body looked to be exceptionally thin and frail.

Yet the youth was as calm and collected as before, as if he didn't see the ferocious beast.

He merely gave a cold harrumph, and he strode forward with his left foot, drawing a semi-circle on the spot.

A vigorous, chilly, and tyrannical aura promptly charged towards the opposite side.

That was the supreme might of an ancient golden dragon. Let alone that ferocious beast that originally looked very impressive, who was now whimpering while shrinking its neck and hugging its head with its claws, even Qiu San was caught off guard and plopped onto the ground on his butt.

Qiu San could feel his palm oozing cold sweat as he gripped his shortsword.

This was probably called 'fear!'

"Get up, get up quickly!" Qiu San got up from the ground with much difficulty and urged his mystic beast to do the same.

However, he saw the figure before him turn into a blur, and that youth had already darted to the ferocious beast.

The ferocious beast simply couldn't raise any thoughts of resistance. It huddled on the ground while hugging its head, piously awaiting for death to befall it.

"Ah!" Qiu San madly rushed towards that youth while fiercely striking at him with one mystic energy wave after another.

However, in the end, he could only tumble to the ground bleakly, looking on helplessly as that youth mercilessly beheaded his mystic beast like the grim reaper.

This was a ferocious beast that he found with much difficulty from the Mystic Beast Forest, yet it was now killed effortlessly like tofu.

Why was it like this?

What kind of terrifying might was emanating from that youth's body?

This unlucky master and servant pair, who had lost their mystic beasts one after the other, were thrown to the ground like rubbish. Their heads knocked together fiercely, causing them to see stars as they gasped for air.

Seventh Yan maintained a cold expression on his handsome face as he retreated behind the crown prince. However, his gold and red heterochromatic eyes fixated on the disheveled duo sitting on the ground.

"O-Our Prefecture Lord, w-won't let you get away with this." Liu Yizhi growled hoarsely while struggling at his deathbed.

"Is that so? Who are you kidding." Crown Prince Mo scoffed, "Ha. The regular passageway between the Six Prefectures and the Lower Star Domain opens every ten years to welcome people who are just about to sense the five spirits and break through to the spiritual realm."

"Besides this, people can come to the Lower Star Domain through some secret special passageways or a rare space talisman matrix. The flaw in these methods is that they aren't sufficiently stable, nor are they acknowledged by Heavenly Law. Additionally, they cannot transfer people on a large scale, since this may cause Heavenly Law to erase the people being transferred at any time! Ha, unless they suppress their own cultivation realm. Otherwise, they can't come over!"

"Just like you! You crippled son of a b*tch! It doesn't feel comfortable for your spiritual realm to be suppressed to the mystic realm, right."

"Ah!" Liu Yizhi pounded the ground indignantly as he hollered, "But you! You utilized spiritual energy."

It was just as he said!