Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

This change came from a Demon Cultivator, a Demon Cultivator at the Purple Mansion Late Stage.

At that moment, a flash of blood light appeared on the horizon, and a young man with a pale complexion wearing a blood-red robe suddenly appeared in the sky above Green Forest Valley.

This pale-faced young man was exceptionally handsome, but his demeanor had a sinister allure, unlike those of the righteous path.

After revealing his form in the sky above Green Forest Valley, he slapped his Storage Pouch at his waist and a blood-red Banner engulfed in blood light appeared in his hand.

"Not good! This person is none other than Blood Fiend Young Master Yan Wuji, one of the 'Seven Demon Fiends'!"

Inside Green Forest Valley, the commander of the Heavenly Spirit Legion, after sizing up the pale-faced young man, suddenly cried out in alarm with a face full of terror.

And his words, once spoken, immediately caused the facial expressions of the confident cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Legion to change drastically, their faces showing the color of utter despair, and their morale instantly plummeted to rock bottom.

No wonder these people reacted so dramatically; indeed, a person's reputation precedes them.

Over the years, the fame of the "Seven Demon Fiends" had been cemented with the blood of countless cultivators from the Heavenly Spirit Legion, proving their strength and irresistibility.

Even though Blood Fiend Young Master Yan Wuji had only recently joined the "Seven Demon Fiends" and was currently ranked seventh, he had already accumulated the lives of no less than a thousand cultivators from the Heavenly Spirit Legion under his command!

It is known that as the war drags on, the harder it becomes to climb into the top seven in terms of battle merits. Under such circumstances, Blood Fiend Young Master Yan Wuji was still able to rise successfully, indicating his formidable strength.

At this point, Zhou Jiahe and others could hardly be unaware that their Green Forest Valley had become a target for Blood Fiend Young Master Yan Wuji to accumulate battle merits; the adversary had come fully prepared.

Before long, they witnessed the prowess of this "Blood Fiend Young Master."

They saw the pale-faced young man Yan Wuji throw the blood-colored Banner into the air and squeezed out a mouthful of his vital blood toward it.

Instantly, after absorbing his vital blood, the blood-colored Banner released a large mass of blood-colored mist that hovered into the sky above Green Forest Valley.

Then Yan Wuji led with a spell, and countless fist-sized blood light orbs fell from the blood cloud like raindrops, smashing towards the Mountain Protection Array of Green Forest Valley.

These blood light orbs landed on the Protective Barrier of the Mountain Protection Array and immediately corroded holes into it.

Although the holes would soon be repaired by the power of the Formation, this accelerated the depletion of the Formation's power considerably.

The Formation that could have lasted two hours might now not even hold for a quarter of an hour!

Seeing this, the Demon Cultivators, on the other hand, were all greatly boosted in morale, continuously shouting phrases like "The Young Master is divine" and "Blood Fiend is invincible," heavily flattering the "Blood Fiend Young Master."

In contrast, the cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Legion inside Green Forest Valley all wore faces of despair, utterly hopeless.

Eventually, it was the commander who first snapped out of it. His expression shifting dramatically, he then loudly exclaimed, "Fellow daoists, it seems today we all might indeed perish here. It has been Zhao's good fortune to have fought alongside you all, battling our foes together. I hope in our next lives we may once again have the chance to walk the path of cultivation and reunite!"

As his shout fell, he planted the Formation Flag beside him and directly performed a forbidden spell that burned his vital blood and Divine Soul to enhance his Mana.

Seeing this, the other cultivators initially stared in shock, then many began to follow suit.

Zhou Jiahe did the same.

At this moment, they all understood that rather than waiting for the Formation to break and their Divine Souls to be captured for refining into Yin Ghosts and their bodies into Corpse Refinements, it was better to use the remaining power of the Formation to give their all in a final fight—killing one more Demon Cultivator was one less to worry about, and in death, they wouldn't have to fear their Divine Souls and bodies being used by Demon Cultivators to harm their families and friends.