Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1860: 479: Nine-Serene Mastiff in Peril! (part 3)
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Right now, the White Tiger Mountain Array served as a protective shield, while numerous Second Rank Puppets launched assaults on the Spirit Ring to ease the burden on the Nine Netherhound and gain some precious moments.
As the puppets rushed forward, Ying’er’s razor-sharp claws abruptly lengthened, shaping into multiple slashing edges that shredded over a dozen of them in an instant.
The cultivators from the Lu Family atop White Tiger Mountain watched this unfold, filled with anguish and sheer fright.
Building even one Second Rank Puppet demanded immense time and labor, and now more than a dozen had been torn to shreds in a flash—it was utterly horrifying!
"Talisman Tactics!"
Yet, as the central hub for puppets of the Heavenly Talisman Lu Family, White Tiger Mountain boasted tremendous strength, relying not just on its puppet forces but also on potent talisman strategies.
A handful of cultivators directed the puppets to hurl talismans at Ying’er, then triggered their effects.
"Annoying!"
Ying’er itched to take out these pesky Lu Family cultivators.
But a single lapse in her attention would allow the Nine Netherhound to shatter the Spirit Ring’s hold and strike back at her.
In that instant, a twinge of regret washed over her, as she realized she had misjudged her foes. Never had she anticipated the Lu Family’s spirit beast to be so alert, sensing her approach right away.
Her fingers wove intricate gesture incantations, dark black radiance coursed through her form, her presence surging upward, while eerie black strands sprouted across her face and palms.
Her hands nearly morphed into feline claws, nails bending into wicked hooks over half a foot in length, shining with icy gleam and etched in shadowy violet designs.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!"
A burst of savage power erupted as Ying’er conjured multiple shadow duplicates, all dashing toward the Nine Netherhound in unison.
The Spirit Ring blazed with intense light, relentlessly holding down the Nine Netherhound, blocking its injuries from mending as fresh blood poured out, which in turn amplified the ring’s control over it.
"Roar!!!"
The Nine Netherhound let out a thunderous bellow, crimson blood streaming from its frame, defying the assault with unyielding resolve, as its shedding dark fur and scales morphed into sharp pine needles and whirling blades that assailed Ying’er.
Spotting the Nine Netherhound’s perilous state, Lu Xuanyu unleashed his secret weapon—a Talisman Treasure—aimed straight at the Beast Taming Ring, yelling to it: "Nine Nether, get away fast! Head back to Bi Lake Mountain!"
He could tell that Ying’er’s moves were squarely aimed at the Nine Netherhound.
No matter what, they couldn’t afford to lose the Nine Netherhound!
Once it reached Bi Lake Mountain safely, the mighty Bi Lake Mountain Great Formation and the defenses set up by his grandfather would transform this peril into triumph!
"Roar!!!"
The Nine Netherhound understood too that dragging out the fight would exhaust its strength, leaving it no match for the Spirit Ring.
Its body erupted in glossy black bristles, unleashing a devilish aura that pierced the heavens, laced with a bloody crimson chill, finally wrenching loose from the Spirit Ring’s grasp as it bolted toward Bi Lake Mountain.
"You’re not getting away that easily!"
Ying’er’s eyes, blending deep green and sky blue, flashed with icy menace, her captivating silhouette—cloaked in black and clad in supple dark armor—whirled with blinding speed, ripping through every approaching puppet, and pressing the pursuit on the Nine Netherhound.
She noted the Nine Netherhound’s path toward Bi Lake Mountain, grasping that White Tiger Mountain had already signaled ahead, with backup forces probably en route, so she aimed to end this quickly.
"Roar!"
Facing the relentless barrage from the Spirit Ring, the Nine Netherhound battled fiercely to push through, its form streaking ahead in a trail of blood.
As the devoted follower of the Nether Moon Saintess and a specialist in assassination cultivation, Ying’er possessed blinding swiftness, doggedly tailing her target while the Spirit Ring kept the Nine Netherhound in check, and she readied her own ace.
Still, as a Heavenly Grade Bloodline Demon Beast raised with Lu Changsheng’s abundant resources, the Nine Netherhound had forged an Immortal Golden Core, granting it immense battle prowess; it swiftly stemmed its wounds amid the resistance to the Spirit Ring, steadily racing toward Bi Lake Mountain.
On the other side.
Within the Mount Sumeru Cave Heaven at Bi Lake Mountain.
Through the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror, Lu Miaoyun kept watch on the chaos at White Tiger Mountain, her heart pounding with unease.
Even though Lu Ping’an was rushing over with the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox to lend aid,
the sight of Little Black taking heavy damage still ignited her deep concerns.
It was clear Ying’er’s methods were tailored specifically to strike at the Nine Netherhound.
"I hope Ping’an makes it there soon."
Watching the Nine Netherhound burst from White Tiger Mountain, clearly bound for Bi Lake Mountain, Lu Miaoyun whispered a silent plea.
After a brief reflection, she transmitted a urgent note to her spouse, Lu Changsheng.
After all, Little Black was the very first spirit pet her husband had raised, nurtured for years until it finally ascended to the Third Rank. The thought of harm coming to it filled her with dread beyond measure.