Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2464: 224: Black Fox

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The nascent Canlong Realm forms from the Ancient Cyan Sky Wood, its rules emerging and strengthening as Chaos Origin Substance surges in, granting Wang Ba deep insights into domain creation and connecting his prior comprehensions. Heavenly Monarch Chao infuses Primordial Spirit Essence Blood to modify the realm's rules, adapting it for spirit beast cultivation over the course of a year, restoring its foundational framework despite some imperfections. True Man Gai congratulates them and departs with treasures for the realm, while Chao entrusts the Silkworm Dragon Staff to Wang Ba to avoid drawing attention. Entering the evolving domain, where creation unfolds with emerging life forms, Wang Ba summons allies from Zhang’s Ruins to aid in building, as Chao advises him to cultivate a Ninth-Tier Divine Beast via the Ten Thousand Beasts Unbridled Technique to ensure survival against Mahayana threats.

Fallen Soul Swamp.

The shadowy emptiness looked like a mud pit, shifting in appearance but remaining fundamentally the same.

Wang Ba quietly materialized beyond the Fallen Soul Swamp, casting his eyes across the gloomy darkness.

Traces from his earlier clash here with the Northern Great Bodhisattva were utterly undetectable, yet at his present cultivation level, he could faintly perceive the array of lifeforms concealed inside the Fallen Soul Swamp even from outside.

Nevertheless, he kept his composure and casually ventured into the Fallen Soul Swamp.

A spectral cry invaded his primordial spirit, attempting to scatter one's essence into chaos.

Upon his entry, the concealed entities throughout the Fallen Soul Swamp detected his aura, awakening the entire area as they silently surged toward him in haste.

The spectral cry drew near without delay.

Wang Ba ignored it all, his form blurring as he deftly evaded the void-lurking beings, reappearing wordlessly after several blurs directly in front of the enormous realm embryo nestled within the Fallen Soul Swamp.

He tilted his head upward a touch.

This realm embryo's scale defied words, throbbing faintly while drawing in the ambient chaos origin substance.

As though the prior assault launched from its depths against the Northern Great Bodhisattva had never taken place, the vicinity stayed serene and balanced, the realm embryo itself appearing oblivious, its throbs uninterrupted.

Still, a faint killing aura lurked inside, steadily drawing nearer…

Wang Ba clasped his hands at his back, drifting forward unhurriedly.

Perceiving Wang Ba as no easy prey, the realm embryo tore apart abruptly, unleashing a streak of black radiance like a bolt of thunder.

With a sharp ‘whoosh’, it lunged directly toward Wang Ba!

Wang Ba's outline faded in a flash, the black streak slamming into his former position, fracturing the adjacent void akin to brittle glass, with fissures expanding swiftly…

The black streak unveiled itself as an elongated, fluffy, yet razor-keen black tail.

Wang Ba rematerialized noiselessly, eyeing the tail lodged in the void, before pressing on toward the realm embryo without halt.

This display clearly incensed the entity dwelling in the realm embryo, prompting multiple black streaks to erupt from the shell's fissures, thrusting along Wang Ba's prior trajectory!

Gales howled fiercely, chaos origin substance churned wildly, and the shrieks echoed endlessly.

The void-dwellers seemed to heed an unspoken directive, abandoning stealth to accelerate and charge at him!

Keen screeches blended with the subdued spectral wail, on the verge of shredding one's consciousness!

Wang Ba appeared oblivious, his face impassive, strolling calmly amid the torrent of tails, threading through illusory spaces with ease.

No action came from him until proximity to the realm embryo, which burst open suddenly, claws protruding, as a black fox with scarlet eyes and a vicious muzzle bounded from the fissures, smothering Wang Ba in a torrent of ebony flames!

The black fox spanned like a landmass, rendering Wang Ba a mere glow in contrast.

In that instant, its eruption reversed the flow of surrounding chaos origin substance at breakneck speed, scattering the encircling assailants in panic, some ripped apart on the spot by the backlash from its advance…

Beholding this alarming spectacle, Wang Ba merely narrowed his gaze faintly, his vision sweeping the adversary's frame in scant moments, then offering a pleased nod:

“Eight-tailed Heavenly Fox, truly on the brink of ascending to a ninth rank divine beast…”

His focus shifted to the black fox’s tails, where eight ferociously coiled, viperous appendages joined a nascent ninth stub at the base, writhing fiercely while elongating into a complete limb.

Yet it carried zero intimidation for him.

“Attempting to daunt me with such a display?”

Wang Ba maintained his poise, fully grasping the black fox’s motives.

“Although it clearly harbors the aptitude to reach ninth rank.”

The emergence of the ninth tail signaled this eight-tailed Heavenly Fox’s notable prowess.

Nonetheless, Wang Ba’s unflappable bearing only enraged the eight-tailed Heavenly Fox further.

Across the black fox’s rear, its eight extended tails plus the spectral ninth fanned out broadly, morphing into obsidian blade-snakes that hurtled at Wang Ba amid resounding ‘whoosh whoosh whoosh’ bursts!

The nine appendages assaulted in unison, wielding devastating might, encircling Wang Ba’s vicinity and swiftly constricting his evasion room.

Confronting the black fox’s utmost onslaught, Wang Ba preferred not to meet it squarely, his silhouette shifting subtly to sidestep a rapid lunge from one ‘black snake’, while promptly declaring:

“Taoist Friend, I’ve arrived with a prospect for you—might you hear my proposal?”

Yet Wang Ba’s overture fell on deaf ears with the eight-tailed Heavenly Fox; its nine tails persisted unabated, intensifying their pace, slashing like cutlasses with thunderous booms that bored into the primordial spirit, far more alarming than the turmoil stirred by the fox descendants, as the sheer clamor of this black fox’s nine tails could shatter the will of nascent Crossing Tribulation cultivators, utterly petrifying.