Chapter 103: The Beatdown in the Cultivation World

a young man in black combat gear said, "No specific orders yet."This young man is none other than Si Tu Han, the guardian of the San Sheng Yuan."Then what should we do" Shi Lei frowned."The people wer...Listening to the conversations of those cultivators, Lu Ye gradually understood the ins and outs of the matter.

As he had expected, after his disappearance in the water, Yiyin and Amber went together to find a place to recover their injuries. They were discovered by three cultivators at the Third Layer of Spirit Realm, but as the spirit and the tiger had experience dealing with such situations, they were not panicked at all. They cooperated seamlessly, scaring away those three cultivators. The fact that they even offered up their storage pouches suggests they were terrified.

But after these three returned, they told Zhou Shixiong about what happened in the five realms. Zhou Shixiong vaguely sensed something was wrong, so he brought the three of them back to find Amber. As for the woman from the fourth realm, she was probably invited by Zhou Shixiong specifically. She could control a magic weapon called the Beast Control Circle, which was very useful against demon beasts.

That week, Senior Brother arrived quickly, ready to drive away this accompanying spirit. Who knew the other party actually retreated again, leaving him completely baffled.

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As soon as Yiyi's cry echoed, the taming ring on Amber's neck began to slowly recede. Without the pressure of the taming ring, it slowly raised its head, its amber-colored tiger eyes gleaming with a strange light. A faint golden demonic energy surrounded it, making it appear menacingly aggressive. The ordeal it had just endured undoubtedly fully ignited its ferocity.

"Quickly, Sister! Urge the beast circle!" a cultivator at the third level shouted urgently.

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