Beast Taming: the More the Better Chapter 1345: Death Rule! Death of the Holy Spirit!

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Previously on Beast Taming: the More the Better...
Su Ping learns that the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword has submitted to Qian Yi. The Sword reveals that more than ten Spirit Saint Level beasts reside in the Heavenly Tomb, but Su Ping remains unfazed. He challenges the beast that spoke out from the shadows to a battle, offering his newly evolved pet beast as the opponent.

Cold Winter Snow Demon King.

Su Ping knew a bit about it. In fact, he knew quite a lot.

It wasn’t that he had any particular interest in this Pet Beast; it was purely something he had learned in passing. More than half a year ago, when he first arrived in Beiyuan as a Commander Level Beastmaster, Yin Luo had mentioned it to him once.

During the Skill Breeding for Super-Rank Skills pioneered by Charles in the past, there was a Super-Rank Skill called “Frost Freeze Whispers.” The Pet Beast used for breeding this Super-Rank Skill was a Monarch Level Undead Type Ice-type Pet Beast named the “Cold Frost Demon.”

Indeed, this Cold Winter Snow Demon King was the Spirit Saint Level Evolutionary Body of the Cold Frost Demon, and it was also its only Spirit Saint Level evolution path. Therefore, Su Ping was neither surprised nor overly concerned.

Even though, compared to the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword and the Little Paperman, the appearance of this Cold Winter Snow Demon King was absolutely worthy of the Spirit Saint Level.

Endless white Frost mist billowed around its periphery. Tangible snowflakes constantly floated around its figure. It had to be said that, just from this scene alone, the Cold Winter Snow Demon King appeared ethereal and exceedingly beautiful.

However, right in the center was a figure clad in Frost Armor forged from Frost. It was primarily humanoid, but behind the armor, there was no face or any other features—only a pair of eerie blue eyes.

At first glance, Su Ping almost thought this thing was holding a sword—a sword called “Frost’s Sorrow.”

The obvious result, however, was that it did not.

Although this thing looked the part of a certain infamous parricidal prince, its lower half was not fully humanoid. Instead, similar to a Wind Element Spirit, it was concealed within a patch of blue, frigid mist.

This thing somewhat resembled an Elemental Elf Pet Beast. However, the continuous wails coming from the snowflakes surrounding its body proved that it was not only entirely of the Undead Series, but also of remarkably high purity.

However, Su Ping obviously didn’t care about any of this. Even Qian Yi was indifferent.

To be safe, Su Ping took one last look at the abilities of the Cold Winter Snow Demon King and transmitted them to Qian Yi. Then, he stepped back, carving out a narrow battlefield spanning several miles in the area filled with black mist between the Heavenly Tomb and the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword.

For the two battling parties, such a battlefield was not merely narrow—it was suffocatingly small.

For existences at the Spirit Saint Level, life-and-death battles where they went all out were typically fought in outer space. On the Blue Star, there was a suppressive force at play, meaning the execution of many Skills could not achieve maximum power. Furthermore, the Blue Star was special and could not be damaged carelessly. Otherwise, if the impact was too great, it would be perfectly normal for Legendary Level existences to intervene.

However, neither the Cold Winter Snow Demon King nor Qian Yi had any objections to this battlefield.

The former believed that even if the situation was special—even if the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword had inexplicably submitted to this little thing—it was only because the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword had set its sights on the Legendary Totem existence backing the human that it willingly became a lapdog. After all, Instrument Type Pet Beasts were similar to the Plant System; they did not really care much about freedom.

Therefore, even if this little guy’s power was somewhat strange, it was impossible for it to cross the gap of twelve Minor Realms and one Great Realm to pose any real threat.

Fighting above one’s level? That was something brats at lower Realms did.

What was the Spirit Saint Level? If not for the vastness of the cosmos and the frequent lack of Energy supply, Spirit Saint Level existences could even traverse the starry skies. They were truly supreme beings.

And this little thing still wanted to fight above its level? It was dreaming!

Qian Yi’s thoughts, however, were much simpler. The battlefield was small? Then just finish the fight faster, and that would be that.

The Ghost Tide in the Northern Border had lasted from July, when the Youth Professional Assessment Tournament ended, until now, at the end of November. A full four months.

It had dragged on for four months, and while Spirit Saint Level clashes had occurred during this time, they were mostly brief skirmishes, largely ending in standoffs. There hadn’t been any true, all-out battles, which had left Leng Ye itching for a real fight for a long time.

But now, a battle reaching the Holy Spirit Level was unexpectedly breaking out in the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb—and it was initiated by Su Ping’s Pet Beast.

There was no referee to announce the start. The moment the lingering black mist in the depths of the Heavenly Tomb was blown by the sudden, biting cold wind, the battle had begun.

Qian Yi wielded the Black Sword.

A wave of light, unleashed by a sudden burst of Five Elements Energy, slowly surfaced behind it. However, there was no outward manifestation on its body at all.

During this Breeding and Evolution, the Great Revolution Five Elements Physique had completely fused with Qian Yi itself. It had become Qian Yi’s core Skill. In fact, under these circumstances, onlookers could no longer observe the operational progress of the Great Revolution Five Elements Body like they could during the previous assessment tournament.

The endless cold wind, carrying terrifying low temperatures capable of instantly shattering titanium and bursting mountain rocks, merely formed a faint layer of Frost on Qian Yi’s body. The next moment, it was absorbed and digested, vanishing without a trace.

Naturally, Qian Yi would not just wait in place for the Cold Winter Snow Demon King to strike.

The cold wind bit to the bone. Yet, Qian Yi paid it no mind whatsoever.

With a single swing of its sword, a streak of Sword Qi gouged a ten-meter-deep crater directly into the frozen ground. Only then did it seem to have finally warmed up its body, fully entering a combat state.

Then, right before Su Ping’s eyes, Qian Yi unleashed the two most powerful Skills from this Evolution!