Beast Taming: the More the Better Chapter 885 - 377: Charles’s Gift? The Advent of Legend! (Part 2)

The identity of this so-called Undead Breeding Grandmaster remained unknown to them, and the reason for his purported amazingness was also a mystery.

Yet, at this very moment, the breaths of more than half the individuals present in the hall abruptly ceased.

This was particularly true for Chairman Lin of Xihai Province and the Breeder figure who had just voiced his objection so openly.

It was only now that they truly grasped why this person possessed the audacity to declare that the Super-Rank Skill acknowledged by Su Ping deserved a place of honor.

The reason was simple: he indeed had the absolute qualification!

Even the Ray Saint’s breathing grew noticeably heavier, though his eyes held a flicker of excitement that set him apart from the others.

Reacting first, Qin Erlong swiftly turned towards the ongoing media livestream. Without anyone noticing, an emerald vine emerged beside him, instantly annihilating several cameras that were capturing the live feed.

‘Bang!’

The sharp sound of an explosion echoed, and the broadcast, which had been showing the events live, abruptly cut to black. Viewers watching the conference at that moment were left in a state of bewilderment.

What had just transpired?

It appeared a foreigner had arrived at the conference, and then this foreigner babbled about wanting to present a gift to Su Ping. Following this, the broadcast abruptly terminated?

This confusing turn of events captured everyone's attention, fueling their anxiety.

However, for those watching, their anxiety served no practical purpose.

Meanwhile, within the conference hall itself, the atmosphere had palpably thickened.

A beam of light materialized within the expansive hall.

A creature resembling a ray, seemingly adorned with demonic wings, made its appearance in the air. Its inverted triangular eyes were fixed intently on the mysterious figure.

However, from the beginning to the end, the skull-like head, aflame with a blood-red fire, paid no heed to the sole Spirit Saint Level presence on-site. Instead, its gaze remained locked onto Su Ping:

"No need for such formalities. I've simply lived a bit longer, Su Ping. You are truly remarkable. Even if we were the same age, I wouldn't measure up to you."

He reiterated this statement twice, yet no one dared to criticize him.

This fact alone was sufficient to demonstrate his genuine admiration for Su Ping.

Though, if given the choice, Su Ping would have preferred not to receive recognition from this individual.

Nevertheless, with the Ray Saint, Long'er, and Qin Erlong in proximity, Su Ping harbored no significant concerns regarding his personal safety.

This was not even taking into account the Immortal Dragon Soul talent he had just acquired.

This talent granted him a chance at resurrection, should this Charles somehow manage to bypass his protectors and inflict harm upon him.

In such an unlikely scenario, those present would be better off throwing themselves into tofu and ending their lives.

Therefore, after confirming that there was no immediate threat to his life, Su Ping turned his attention to a more pressing matter:

"Where is Mu Hang?"

Upon uttering this question, everyone present, including Charles himself, was taken aback.

Charles paused briefly before continuing with a smile:

"His physical body and soul became hosts to my soul fragment, serving as nourishment. This is a Super-Rank Skill I developed from the Blood Demon technique, known as 'Death Descend.' Do you know of it? its efficacy is quite substantial, though the requirements for its use are rather stringent. If you are interested, I can impart this knowledge to you. However, for a Beastmaster to employ it, a certain sacrifice is necessitated."

Despite this incredibly tempting proposition for any Undead Series Breeder, Su Ping's gaze did not waver. He let out a deep exhalation:

"Elder Charles, I will undoubtedly kill you. I swear it."

His voice was imbued with a calmness that surpassed anything heard before.

Yet, it was also accompanied by a resolve more unwavering than ever.

Then, without awaiting any response from Charles, Su Ping directed his attention to the Ray Saint:

"Elder, I implore you to ensure Brother Mu's body remains intact."

"Very well," the Ray Saint replied impassively.

His formidable 'Thunderwing Demon,' emitting terrifying electrical discharges with power sufficient to obliterate the center of Linzhou City, suddenly locked its focus onto Charles.

This caused Charles, who had taken an initial step forward, to halt abruptly.

Indeed, operating through 'Death Descend,' Charles was not truly in his original form. Moreover, he lacked any summoned pet beasts, and his current realm was merely that of Mu Hang's Monarch Level.

What significance did such power hold when confronted by an entity like the Spirit Saint Level Ray Saint?

And Chen Bai, no longer willing to engage in further verbal exchanges, found himself completely uninterested.

Whatever nonsensical 'gift' had been brought held not even a fraction of his attention.

His sole desire at this moment was for this lingering spirit to depart, allowing the familiar Brother Mu to find peaceful rest.

However, at this precise moment, Charles, his head still engulfed in blood-red flames, finally turned his gaze towards the Ray Saint:

"Little child, you are the newly promoted Saint Level, correct? Your strength can barely be considered adequate."

The Ray Saint's countenance grew cold: "You will soon discover whether it is adequate."

The Thunderwing Demon did not immediately launch its assault. The Ray Saint’s immense spiritual power created an oppressive atmosphere, making it difficult for everyone in the venue to even breathe.

"Why the haste? I pose no threat to you. You should be able to perceive that, as I have already stated, I am merely here to present a gift to Su Ping."

"What gift, let me take a look first!"

With a sudden surge of spiritual power from Ray Saint, the scarlet flames that had been engulfing Charles wavered, as if a candle flame flickering in the wind, on the verge of extinction.