The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

This is a formation pattern, and Yan Ye had, ten thousand years ago, left the four respected gods: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Xuan Wu, in the Central Continent. When Beiting Huang returned, he began to collect these four respected gods for today’s purpose—to use their power to cast a formation pattern and break the heaven-sent blood contract.

Beiting Huang’s heart was very tense; he had never imagined that to break the heaven-sent blood contract, he would have to involve so many people. But now, to give up was something he absolutely would not be willing to do. It wasn’t just because he didn’t want a blood marriage with the Spirit God Clan’s prince; he didn’t want to let down so many people.

“My strength is still too weak, even with a Contract with a lord-level Xuanming, my strength is still poor. I am just at the Peak Divine Rank, far too far from the Great Sovereign, the Nine-Colored Great Sovereign, and the Devil Emperor levels. When I killed Ming earlier, the Chaos Divine Technique began to unravel, but then there was no more movement,” Beiting Huang thought, growing increasingly restless and sighed, “Fortunately, there is still time, everything is still possible, and I still have time to grow!”

Beiting Huang tightly grasped Yan Ye’s hand, and Yan Ye, who had been locking gazes with him, now stared intensively at the former four family heads. After their ascension to Divine Realm, the bloodline they inherited from the Four Great Guardian Gods would be awakened to some extent.

Just this extent was enough, just this extent, and Yan Ye would have enough to activate the Four Great Guardian Artifacts.

Since meeting Yan Ye, Beiting Huang had never seen him so nervous. The hand that clasped Beiting Huang’s was involuntarily tightening, the person who never wished to harm Beiting Huang by even a fraction was now unable to control his own strength. His fingers, like pincers, clung tightly to Beiting Huang’s hand with no consideration of whether Beiting Huang felt pain.

His eyes hardly left the four family heads for a moment; his divine senses were locked dead onto the area covered by the eerie runes on the ground. The moment a drop of blood fell from the family heads’ fingertips, Yan Ye’s hand involuntarily trembled violently.

At that moment, across the entire plaza, a hundred thousand people rose to their feet together, stepping forward involuntarily, their eyes slowly following that drop of blood as it penetrated the rune’s mysterious light. Four beams of different colored light suddenly shot into the sky, and above the runes, giant phantoms of their respective magical beasts emerged—dragon roars, tiger howls, vermilion bird cries, tortoise bellowing?

Seeing these four giant magical beast phantoms, the Spirit Masters on the plaza, those with magical beasts, deeply felt their magical beasts trembling in the fabric of space, that fear seeping from their souls, imprinting onto the Spirit Masters’ minds through their sea of consciousness.

Those invited to sit on this square were the strongest in the Central Continent, their magical beasts were hardly ordinary. However, upon seeing these four phantoms, they still couldn’t overcome the dread inherited from their bloodline.

How powerful! They were merely phantoms, but the pressure exuding from the magical beasts was suffocating, so much so that even the Spirit Masters couldn’t breathe.

Everyone simultaneously stepped back. Curiosity required one to remain alive first.