Chapter 1818: Seeking the Fire Xu Ancient Saint

Nodding, Zhang Xuan reached out his hand and gently grabbed it.

Immediately, he felt an infinite power spreading from the spear shaft, as if a slight flick could pierce through space and enter a deeper world.

The Ancient Saints, once invincible and unmatched, now seemed to him as if a single thrust of the spear could kill them, utterly fragile.

"Do you know in which direction the Fire Xu Ancient Saint resides?"

With the spear in hand, Zhang Xuan's battle intent surged, and he turned to look at Mo Ling Ancient Saint beside him.

"It is the patriarch of the sacred beast clan. In the past, it dueled with Emperor Chen Yong and was driven out of the territory where the alien spirits dwell. It seems to be near this Fire Feather Battlefield!"

Not knowing why he asked this, Mo Ling Ancient Saint hesitated for a moment before speaking.

He had grown up among the alien spirits, and though not one of them, he knew no less than they did.

"Near here? Excellent. Take me to its lair..." Zhang Xuan laughed heartily.

The purpose of advancing the Dragon Bone Divine Spear was to tame this creature. Since it happened to be nearby, he might as well get it done.

"This..." Mo Ling Ancient Saint looked troubled. "I've heard that this fellow has a bad temper. What do you want with it?"

His guild leader's train of thought was truly hard to fathom. Why would he suddenly seek out the Fire Xu Ancient Saint?

"I still lack a sacred beast as a pet. I'm going to tame it..."

Zhang Xuan smiled.

"Tame?"

Mo Ling Ancient Saint was utterly speechless.

The other party was the patriarch of the sacred beasts. Even Emperor Chen Yong had failed to subdue it back then. You want to tame it... are you joking?

"Guild leader... your formations are indeed formidable, but taming beasts is not as simple as you imagine. It requires a long time to build rapport and maintain closeness before you can truly win it over..."

Unable to hold back any longer, he tried to dissuade.

This guild leader was very formidable and had many methods, but his flaw was that he acted on whims...

If a dignified Sacred Beast Ancestor were so easy to tame, it wouldn't have given Emperor Chenyong such a headache.

"I know, but if we don't try, how can we know it won't succeed?"

Too lazy to explain, Zhang Xuan gave a slight smile.

"Alright!"

Seeing that the guild leader was determined to go, Moling Gusheng said no more. He took out a map and compass to determine the direction, then pointed to a spot: "The place where Firexu Gusheng and many sacred beasts reside is less than a hundred thousand kilometers from here!"

"Less than a hundred thousand kilometers? Good!"

With a light laugh, Zhang Xuan shook his long spear.

Rip!

A passage appeared in the space. He leaped in: "Let's go!"

Moling Gusheng followed closely.

Emerging from the passage, they had already arrived a hundred thousand kilometers away. Then the two saw a desolate mountain, where countless sacred beasts were soaring.

The sacred beasts of the Alien Spirit Race were not much different from those in the Master Teacher Continent, except that, influenced by the blood moon, their eyes were reddened, making them look more ferocious and brutal, and their power more eerie.

The sacred beasts flying in the mountain were diverse and astonishing in number.

"Go deliver a visiting card, saying we have come to visit Firexu Gusheng!"

The two stopped and did not force their way in. Zhang Xuan turned his head and said.

Nodding, Moling Gusheng flicked his hand, and a visiting card flew from his fingers, shooting straight toward the desolate mountain ahead. While still in the air, it emitted a thunderous sound that echoed through the valley.

"Moling Gusheng, a soul shaman, along with Guild Leader Zhang Xuan, has come to visit Firexu Gusheng. We hope to meet!"

Rumble!

Unexpectedly, someone came to visit. The many sacred beasts that had been flying in the sky simultaneously turned and flew over, hovering in the air, looking at Zhang Xuan and the other with hostility.

They had been driven to this desolate land by Chen Yong Emperor and had long been filled with resentment.

They hadn't heard of President Zhang Xuan, but Mo Ling Ancient Saint's reputation was still considerable throughout the entire Foreign Spirit race.

"The ancestor is in seclusion and not receiving guests. Please return, both of you!"

A sacred beast at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm flew over.

"Not receiving guests? Please inform your ancestor that we have come with good news! It will greatly benefit the sacred beast clan!" Zhang Xuan smiled.

"Good news?" The sacred beast at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm sneered. "Apart from playing tricks, what good news could you have? Please leave immediately, or don't blame us for being rude!"

Splash!

The many sacred beasts flying in the air simultaneously surrounded them from all sides, murderous intent surging.

"You worry too much!" Seeing their vigilance, Zhang Xuan's expression remained unchanged. "Have you heard these days that Chen Yong Emperor was slain by humans, Chen Ling Emperor and Chen Xing Emperor are gravely wounded and near death, and the entire Spirit race has undergone a drastic change?"

"We have heard a little."

The sacred beast at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm, not knowing why he suddenly said this, paused and replied.

Although they had been driven to a remote place, they had still heard some news of such a major upheaval in the Foreign Spirit race.

"Since Chen Yong Emperor has been killed, the previously observed agreements can naturally be disregarded. Now is the best time for the sacred beast clan to return. Unless... you all intend to stay in this barren land forever, without palatable food and with such thin spiritual energy... If this continues, the entire sacred beast clan will likely suffer a sharp decline in strength!"

Zhang Xuan laughed.

"This..." The sacred beast at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm was speechless.

What the other said was correct.

Without palatable food, it didn't matter, but with thin spiritual energy, the sacred beasts' advancement would slow down, and their ultimate achievements would be limited.

In the short term, it might not matter, but over time, they would gradually weaken and lose the ability to resist the Foreign Spirit race.

"I know you can't make the decision. Just tell your ancestor what I've said and the news you know. Whether to see us or not, he will decide!"

Seeing his expression, Zhang Xuan stopped explaining and waved his hand.

"Alright!"

Knowing that if what the other said was true, it would indeed be epoch-making for the sacred beast clan, the sacred beast at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded, turned its massive body, and flew straight toward the mountain range.

Seeing it leave, Zhang Xuan smiled lightly.

To tame them, he first needed to meet them... and if they met, there would naturally be techniques.

After nearly half an hour, the sacred beast slowly flew back, extending its huge claw forward: "The ancestor invites you!"

"Thank you!"

Without further ado, Zhang Xuan and the other followed closely behind, flying forward.

The mountain range before them was indeed desolate, with only sparse vegetation covered in thorns; there were almost no grass, trees, or medicinal herbs.

If not for the rocks and soil, one might suspect they had arrived in a desert.

There was no stream in the mountain stream, and the air felt somewhat dry, indeed unsuitable for survival.

The many sacred beasts they passed also looked gaunt and hungry.

It was like the Tianxuan Kingdom in the Master Teacher Continent; if advanced sacred beasts stayed there for a long time, their cultivation would likely decline, and they would lose their former power.

No matter how strong a business elite, if stranded on an isolated island, they would become like savages.

"The ancestor is in this cave. I will wait outside..."

Soon they arrived before a huge cave, and the sacred beast at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm stopped.

"Alright!"

Zhang Xuan said nothing more and flew into the cave with Mo Ling Ancient Saint.

Before they even reached the entrance, a wave of hot air rushed toward them, as if it would scorch their hair.