Chapter 1467: Little Beast and Ice Fiend

**Volume Seven: Traversing the Human Realm**

Among these Spirit-flight people, two stood motionless in the air, showing no intention of acting. One was a scrawny, short man, none other than Jiao Qing of the Qiyue clan.

The other was a tall man with four eyes. One had a calm, indifferent expression, while the other frowned deeply.

“Fellow Daoist Ao, golden underworld moths of this caliber have never appeared on the Myriad Vine Path before. These insects should only exist on the fourth level of the Abyssal Pit. It seems something significant has happened within the Abyssal Pit; otherwise, these creatures from the deeper levels wouldn't be here.” Seeing the others trapped by multicolored moth powder, their attacks proving ineffective against the strange substance, the tall man slowly spoke.

“I know that without you telling me. Since we can encounter mid-tier demonic beasts on the first level, encountering golden underworld moths here isn't surprising. These matters are not for us to concern ourselves with; the elders of our clans will naturally handle them. However, if you're still following me by the time we reach the third level, don't blame me for making an example of you first,” Ao Qing replied coldly.

“Why be so heartless, Miss Ao? This Fei has been devoted to you. I have proposed to your clan three times, but each time you personally rejected me. This Fei doesn't quite understand. Your clan has always advocated for unions between powerful individuals, and you yourself have made it known that you will only marry the strongest Holy Son from any clan. Does this Fei not meet that requirement?” Strange light flickered in the tall man’s four eyes as he spoke in a deep voice. He was indeed Fei Biao of the Nanlong clan, renowned alongside Zhu Yinzi, Ao Qing, and others!

“True, the Holy Sons and Daughters of our Qiyue clan only marry peers from other branches who possess the greatest strength. But how strong you truly are, others might not know, but don't I? I don't even consider your current strength impressive. Give up those little schemes of yours right now!” Ao Qing's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

“I know that Fellow Daoist Ao's divine abilities are immense, and I, Fei, admit I'm far inferior. However, among the Holy Sons of all clans, aside from me, no one else is worthy of being your cultivation partner. If I still have a chance, others surely won't even register in your eyes. Or, could it be that Fellow Daoist Ao has taken a fancy to that young man named Zhu from the Chirong clan? If that's the case, I'll go find him right now and kill him with a single sword strike.” Fei Biao said, staring at Ao Qing.“Zhu Yinzi? Hmph, is he even worthy? I'm not even satisfied with you, so how could I fancy him. However, at this gathering of clans, I did unexpectedly discover an interesting fellow.

Although I haven't had a chance to personally test him, he gives me the feeling that his divine abilities are probably not inferior to yours.” Ao Qing suddenly chuckled softly.

“Which clan's Holy Son is he? Tell me! I'll go meet him. If his divine abilities are truly stronger than mine, then so be it. I naturally won't bother you anymore. But if he's still inferior to me, hehe...” Hearing this, Fei Biao's face instantly darkened. The man and woman, surrounded by their respective clansmen, conversed as if no one else was present, completely disregarding the golden moth attacks around them.

At this moment, under the pressure of the surrounding moth powder, the protective barriers formed by other clansmen's divine abilities were steadily shrinking inward, clearly unable to last much longer.

“You want to test him? Very well. This person is the Holy Son of the Heavenly Roc clan, seemingly named Han, and his face is very unfamiliar. I haven't inquired about anything else.” Ao Qing's expression stirred, and she nodded in agreement.“The Heavenly Roc clan's Holy Son? What powerful individual could possibly come from such a weak branch?” Fei Biao was somewhat taken aback.

“That's hard to say! The Heavenly Roc clan may be weak, but that doesn't mean they can't produce a Holy Son of extraordinary talent. Don't forget that I cultivate the 'Seven Apertures Profound Technique,' the most mysterious art of our Qiyue clan. In terms of spiritual perception, no other cultivation method among the seventy-two branches can compare. Although I only observed that person from a distance a few times, he felt unfathomable to me. If you truly intend to seek him out for a fight, don't end up losing your own life,” Ao Qing said indifferently.

“Your words are enough! But if you've misjudged him, then after the trial, I will propose to your Qiyue clan again. If I recall correctly, your coming-of-age ceremony isn't far off, is it? This time, you should have no opportunity to refuse me,” Fei Biao said with a hint of coercion.

“Hmph, you certainly know a lot. True, my coming-of-age ceremony is indeed three years away, and it cannot be postponed further. If that person truly is inferior to you, then there genuinely won't be anyone stronger among your peers in the entire Spirit-flight race. After we return, I will accept your proposal,” Ao Qing said proudly, lifting her head.

“Haha, it's settled then. It would be best if I could encounter this Han individual on the third level; otherwise, I'll challenge him after we return. Someone you fancy couldn't possibly fail a mere trial, could he?” Fei Biao burst into laughter, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.“As you wish. These demonic insects are a bit of an eyesore. Will you make your move, or shall I?” Ao Qing said blandly, sweeping her gaze around.

“Hehe, leave such trivial matters to me, Fei.” The tall man chuckled, then suddenly slapped the giant sword on his back. The sword immediately hummed, shot straight into the sky, transforming into a thick golden beam that circled erratically in the air. Almost simultaneously, Fei Biao leaped, also transforming into a massive monstrous bird with a dragon's head and a whale's tail.

After spreading its wings, it soared straight into the sky. With a few flashes, the huge bird merged into the golden light formed by the giant sword, becoming one. Upon seeing someone charge out from the protective barrier, the surrounding golden moths buzzed, and a large swarm immediately rushed skyward. Before they could even get close, countless motes of powder poured towards the golden light.

A thunderous roar, like a bolt from the blue, erupted, and the golden light instantly swelled several times its size. Countless slender golden rays shot down like a torrential storm, enveloping the moth swarm below.

The original layers of incredibly thick powder, upon contact with these golden rays, immediately emitted an intensely scorching, burnt smell and were pierced through one after another.

As a result, a large number of golden moths hidden behind the powder layers fell dead after the dense golden rays flashed through them. In the blink of an eye, almost half of them were annihilated.

A colossal moth among the golden underworld moths, far larger than its peers, let out a strange cry upon seeing this. Immediately, the remaining golden moths scattered in all directions, fleeing in disarray.

Ao Qing, amidst her clansmen, saw this and her expression darkened. As she chanted an incantation, a massive, shadowy black phantom suddenly appeared behind her, flickering into existence.

The phantom was extremely blurry, vaguely revealing seven heads of varying forms—some resembling ape heads, others leopard heads... each terrifying in appearance!

But as Ao Qing urged her spell, all the heads slowly opened their eyes, simultaneously revealing crimson pupils, then opened their mouths wide. Seven streams of green light mist surged forth, reaching distant areas in a flash and sweeping in all directions. An incredible scene unfolded.

Wherever the seven streams of green light passed, all golden moths were immediately rolled in, then instantly exploded within the green light, turning into masses of blood. Of the golden underworld moths that fled in all directions, only about one or two out of ten managed to escape. At this point, the golden light in the sky retracted, and Fei Biao, carrying his giant sword on his shoulder, reappeared.

He gazed at the huge shadowy figure behind Ao Qing, and a hint of infatuation appeared on his face.

A small dark shadow flashed, and several translucent black demonic creatures were instantly torn into countless pieces under a flurry of white claw-lights, from which emerged wisps of black gas.

The small phantom circled the black gas, absorbing it completely. Then, with a single hover in mid-air, the phantom flew back onto Han Li's shoulder, revealing itself as a small beast the size of a kitten. It was precisely the Leopard-scaled Beast that Han Li had tamed.

“Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect Brother Han's spirit beast to be so effective against these Ice Fiends. We hadn't even detected their presence yet, but it discovered them first. I wonder what kind of spirit beast this is. This little sister has truly never seen one before,” a beautiful woman remarked in wonder from the side. It was Qin Xiao of the Yelü clan. Lei Lan and Bai Bi also looked at the Leopard-scaled Beast, their eyes filled with surprise.

“I'm not too clear about its name myself; it's a spirit beast I inadvertently tamed outside. I also didn't expect it to enjoy absorbing these Ice Fiend auras,” Han Li said with a faint smile, stroking the small beast's furry head with one hand.

Not long after entering the Land of Ice Fiends, the small beast, which had been sound asleep in Han Li's storage bracelet alongside the Soul-devouring Beast, suddenly woke up. It then spontaneously connected with Han Li via divine sense, conveying an urgent desire to come out.

Han Li was naturally a bit surprised, but knowing that the beast, though young, possessed extraordinary talent, he dared not neglect it. Since no powerful enemies had appeared nearby, he released the beast from his storage bracelet. Soon, the Leopard-scaled Beast's performance astonished Han Li and the others.

As soon as the beast appeared in this Land of Ice Fiends, it not only seemed unusually spirited but also displayed extreme sensitivity to the solidified Ice Fiend creatures. Even before Han Li detected these creatures, which were almost merged with the glaciers, the beast would instantly dart out. With a frenzied flurry of its claws, it would tear the Ice Fiends into countless pieces, then swallow the fiendish essence of these creatures in one gulp, revealing an expression of extreme delight.

While these Ice Fiend creatures posed no threat to Han Li and his companions, they were skilled at concealment. If they suddenly attacked from underground, they could be difficult to guard against and quite troublesome.

However, whenever the Leopard-scaled Beast encountered these Ice Fiends hidden deep beneath the ice, it would simply dash over and let out a strange roar towards the ice. Those creatures would invariably scramble out from under the ice, as if startled. This way, they naturally became prey for the small beast. Witnessing this, Han Li was greatly surprised, and Lei Lan and the others became extremely interested in the small beast.

As they continued their journey, the Leopard-scaled Beast devoured thousands of Ice Fiend creatures along the way. The small beast's originally patterned yellow fur gradually began to glow with a layer of white light. The beast seemed to have greatly increased its cultivation as a result! Han Li allowed the beast to act freely while simultaneously stroking his chin in contemplation.