The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

The three strands of primordial energy entwined around the Dragon Roar Sword were like three thin, invisible threads, gently dancing around the blade and emitting a disturbing fluctuation.

"A place of utmost stillness requires stillness; outsiders, leave immediately."

The lion spirit's colossal body stood upright on the ground, its massive form resembling a small mountain, and a chilling voice emanated from its scaly mouth.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan realized that the spirit beast's warning was not just empty threats.

He didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble here, so he decided to leave.

"Farewell!"

Jiang Chuan turned and headed towards the exit of the altar, preparing to leave this mysterious place.

Just as Jiang Chuan was about to step out of the altar, the magnetic field around the altar suddenly surged, as if something had been awakened.

As the magnetic field fluctuated, the two spirit beasts emerged from the shadows of the altar.

They come in various shapes and sizes. One is a deer spirit with an elegant figure and glistening dewdrops hanging on its antlers.

On the other end is the Tengu Spirit, enormous in size with sharp eyes that seem to see through everything.

"We cannot let him leave. His treasure possesses the aura of the primordial, and there are exactly three strands of it, one of our spirits and one strand."

Lu Ling spoke up.

"Indeed, it is the aura of the primordial beginnings. Obtaining it is a hundred times more powerful than devouring spirit stones."

Tengu Spirit's eyes were fixed on Jiang Chuan's Dragon Roar Sword. Its voice was low and hoarse, but its greed was undisguised.

Lion Spirit, their eldest brother, sighed, shook his head, and then said to Jiang Chuan, "There's nothing we can do. My two brothers have their eyes on your treasure. Why don't we let them stay and find a better one another day?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Juan immediately spoke up for Jiang Chuan, "You're talking nonsense! The Dragon Roar Sword is Jiang Chuan's foundation; how can it be given away so easily?"

Upon hearing the name Jiangchuan, the Lion Spirit, Deer Spirit, and Heavenly Dog Spirit all showed a brief moment of surprise on their faces.

A hint of surprise flashed in the lion spirit's eyes. This outsider had left a illustrious reputation in the spirit beast world.

"Are you Jiang Chuan, the one who touched the buttocks of the Qingyun Sect Master?" Lion Spirit asked tentatively.

"I'm probably the only one in Qing City with the power to get here," Jiang Chuan said, no longer concealing his identity.

Lion Spirit praised Jiang Chuan's actions, secretly thinking that if it were it, it wouldn't have the courage or boldness to challenge the Qingyun Sect Master.

Jiang Chuan's touching of Qing Yinyan's buttocks became a hot topic in the spirit beast world. Not only did Qing Yinyan have fans in Qing City, but many people in the spirit beast world also talked about Jiang Chuan's actions with great interest.

"Good lad, daring to touch the buttocks of the goddess of Qing City, he's got some nerve!"

The lion spirit's assessment of Jiang Chuan prompted the other two spirit beasts to nod in agreement.

"However, Lord Jiang Chuan, since you dare to be so presumptuous in front of the Qingyun Sect Master, you must be no ordinary person." The Lion Spirit continued, "Although our spirit beast world is somewhat separated from the human world, we are not lacking in knowledgeable individuals. If you are willing, we can become friends and explore the mysteries of this afterimage together. What do you think?"

Jiang Chuan frowned and said, "I'm not very interested in discussing the feeling after touching it."

"Do you know that we are also Qing Yinyan's fans? We would never let you run away from something that can give us a month of fun." The lion spirit's tone was full of provocation, and its aura was quietly brewing, with a powerful pressure emanating from its body.

The oppressive aura was like an invisible hand, binding Jiang Chuan firmly in place, making him unable to move.

Ling Juan stood on Jiang Chuan's shoulder, her voice not loud, but exceptionally clear in the tense atmosphere: "Why don't you agree to them? Maybe they'll be happy and let us go."

Jiang Chuan shook his head with a wry smile upon hearing this. Ling Juan's suggestion was well-intentioned, but he could sense that once they started talking about it, it would be impossible to stop.

This topic is extremely appealing to Lion Spirit and his brothers, and once it starts, it could easily lead to endless discussions.

“Talking is out of the question. If you want to know how it feels, try it yourselves. It’s more real and practical than anything I can say.” Jiang Chuan’s attitude was clear, leaving no room for negotiation.

He summoned the Dragon Roar Sword back to his side, and the primordial aura on the sword shimmered alluringly in the light.

The sword trembled slightly, awaiting Jiang Chuan's command.

As Jiang Chuan finished speaking, his body began to slowly rise into the air, his movements slow yet firm.

"Ready to fight!"

The lion spirit's voice echoed in the air, reaching the deer spirit and the celestial dog spirit.

The sound was like thunder, shaking the entire still place and even causing the ground to tremble.

They drew three arcs and headed straight for the river.

The deer spirit was agile and nimble. Its hooves trod across the void, leaving a trail of deep marks, as if shattering the tranquility of the air.

The spirit dog barked wildly the whole way, its tail wagging like a flag.

The lion spirit was even faster, leaving afterimages in the air. Each swing of its claws was accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, aimed directly at Jiang Chuan's vitals.

Faced with the trinity of spirit beasts, Jiang Chuan swiftly summoned the Dragon Roar Sword back to his feet, and with a whoosh, rushed out of the altar and appeared on the outskirts of the Silent Land.

His movements were swift and decisive; he had anticipated this moment and had rehearsed it countless times in his mind.

On the outskirts of the extremely quiet place, the spirit beasts that were diligently digging for spirit stones all turned their gazes toward Jiang Chuan.

They stopped digging and their faces showed surprise and curiosity.

Among these spirit beasts, some had just awakened from their slumber, while others were enjoying a rare moment of rest. But at this moment, they were all drawn to Jiang Chuan's appearance.

The three spirit beasts followed Jiang Chuan out of the altar, and gave orders to the mining spirit beasts. The latter put down their work and transformed into a circular array to surround Jiang Chuan, forming a tight encirclement.

This formation is composed of low-level spirit beasts. Although it may seem inconspicuous, it is exceptionally sturdy under the command of the three spirit beasts in one.

To boost their morale, the triune lion spirit spoke, "The person before you is Jiang Chuan."

These words shocked all the spirit beasts present.

These spirit beasts would fall asleep every day clutching the patina-covered photo of Qing Yinyan, and ever since they heard that Jiang Chuan had touched Qing Yinyan's buttocks, they had been plagued by nightmares every day.

Now that a solution has been found, they naturally won't let it go.

"Jiang Chuan, the strength of these spirit beasts is rapidly increasing because of your name. What's going on?" Ling Juan asked, bewildered.

Jiang Chuan picked his nose. He hadn't meant to do it, and now that he had done it, he had no regrets.

"What should we do? We're no match for so many spirit beasts." Ling Juan was more anxious than Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan didn't waste any words. He unleashed his full power as a beginner in the Heavenly Rank, pushing the Dragon Roar Sword's roar to its limit.

The circular formations formed by the low-level spirit beasts gradually began to fluctuate under the pressure of this aura. If it weren't for the three spirit beasts guarding the center of the formation, they would have already shattered.

After Jiang Chuan unleashed his full power, the spirit beasts were once again shocked. They hadn't expected him to possess the strength of the early Heaven Rank at such a young age. Although the Trinity Spirit Beasts also had the strength of the early Heaven Rank, this was the result of their hundreds of years of cultivation, and it was simply insignificant compared to Jiang Chuan. Jiang Chuan then carefully placed the spirit scroll at his waist and stepped into the magic array suspended in the sky above the extremely quiet place.

The magic circle is dark purple and is accompanied by eerie flames dancing within it, giving it a mysterious and dangerous feel.

Jiang Chuan merely touched a corner of the magic array with his Dragon Roar Sword, and the fire attribute energy contained in the extremely quiet place was partially absorbed by the Dragon Roar Sword.

As for the magic array maintained by the spirit beast, it dimmed instantly under Jiang Chuan's action, as if some kind of energy in its body had been drained.

"So strong!"

Lion Spirit knew that the magic array had become like this because it was Jiang Chuan's Dragon Roar Sword.

Three strands of primordial energy aided the Dragon Roar Sword, and these were its primary contribution.

The lion spirits secretly assessed that Jiang Chuan's strength far exceeded their expectations.

This battle is unlikely to be as simple as they imagine.

Jiang Chuan stood within the magic array, surrounded by a faint halo of light—the glow emitted by the Dragon Roar Sword after absorbing the fire-attribute energy of the Tranquil Land.

His breathing was steady, but each breath seemed to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Ling Juan held Jiang Chuan's hand tightly, feeling nervous but mostly trusting him.

Suddenly, the Lion Spirit launched the first attack.

Its body condensed into a giant lion's head in the air, and its sharp claws lashed out at Jiang Chuan like lightning.

The deer spirit and the celestial dog spirit acted simultaneously. The deer spirit transformed into a streak of silver light, attempting to kick Jiang Chuan away with its hooves, while the celestial dog spirit barked wildly, its sharp teeth like blades, biting towards Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan did not dodge, but smiled slightly. He gently swung the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, and a sword light like a rainbow slashed directly at the lion spirit's head.

boom…

The roar echoed in the stillness, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting. The sword light collided with the lion spirit's claws in the air, producing a deafening roar.

That force tore the surrounding air apart, shattering the entire world.

Jiang Chuan's swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water. The Dragon Roar Sword in his hand drew beautiful arcs in the air, each strike aimed directly at the vital points of the spirit beast.

His movements were as fast as lightning, making them difficult to follow. He wasn't attacking, but dancing—a dance that only a master could master, a dance that resonated with heaven and earth.

Ling Juan watched in stunned silence, never having seen Jiang Chuan crush his enemy with such overwhelming power.

Each sword strike was precise and powerful, as if the river and the sword had become one, invincible.

Just when Ling Juan thought Jiang Chuan would continue his offensive, Lu Ling and Tian Gou Ling followed suit.

They launched attacks from different directions, attempting to find a weakness in Jiangchuan's defense.

Jiang Chuan's reaction speed was faster than Ling Juan had imagined.

The pale blue Dragon Roar Sword began to turn purple and black under the infusion of energy from the magic array, with flames flickering on it.

With a single slash from Jiang Chuan, a fire dragon surged forth from the tip of the Dragon Roar Sword, and the very space seemed to shatter at that moment.

The fire dragon, carrying a scorching aura, charged straight towards the deer spirit and the tengu spirit.

The attacks of the deer spirit and the celestial dog spirit failed to withstand Jiang Chuan's strike. Their bodies were blasted into a phantom state by the force of the blow, and they could dissipate into the air at any moment.

Seeing that things were going badly, Lion Spirit said, "Merge!"

As the Lion Spirit finished speaking, the spirit beasts in the magic circle began to converge on the Lion Spirit, and its body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, the lion spirit was no longer a separate individual, but had merged with the surrounding spirit beasts to form a huge spirit beast body.

Its body is covered with hard scales, each scale gleaming with a cold light, capable of withstanding any attack.

Jiang Chuan sprang forward like lightning, unleashing streaks of fire with his Dragon Roar Sword, confronting the lion spirit's scales and armor, creating quite a commotion.

The fire dragon roared as it charged toward the lion spirit, each impact accompanied by a deafening roar, but the lion spirit's scales were like an impregnable fortress, deflecting the fire dragon's attacks one by one.

Jiang Chuan's swordsmanship was exquisite, but the Lion Spirit's defense was equally formidable.

After the fire dragon's attack made contact with the lion spirit's scales, it began to return along the same path, as if blocked by an invisible wall.

The sword light flashed through the air, but each time it missed by a hair's breadth, failing to break through the lion spirit's defense.

Just as Jiang Chuan felt the pressure mounting, Ling Juan's voice rang in his ears: "We can't let them merge."

These words were like a wake-up call, instantly sobering Jiang Chuan up.

Jiang Chuan, alerted by Ling Juan, vanished like a ghost, dodging the lion spirit's attack.

His figure darted through the air like a ghost, making him elusive. His swordplay became even more ferocious, each swing carrying a strong killing intent.

The sword light ripped through the sky like lightning, and the fire dragon tumbled in the air, each attack full of changes.

Jiang Chuan's swordsmanship has reached a level of unparalleled skill. His sword is no longer a simple weapon, but has become an extension of his will and an embodiment of his soul.

"Watch out for its weakness!" Ling Juan's voice came again.

Jiang Chuan immediately adjusted his tactics, and instead of attacking blindly, he began to look for the Lion Spirit's weaknesses.

He noticed that although the lion spirit's scales were hard, they were not perfect.

On the lion spirit's abdomen, there is a relatively thin scale, which is a gap formed after its fusion.

Jiang Chuan's sword light pointed directly at the Lion Spirit's abdomen. A fire dragon condensed in the air, carrying the force of breaking through the air, and rushed straight towards the Lion Spirit's vitals.

This time, Jiang Chuan's attack was no longer a probe, but a desperate, all-out strike.

The Dragon Roar Sword in his hand was like a burning fire dragon, carrying endless rage and power, heading straight for the Lion Spirit's vitals.

The fire dragon crashed into the lion spirit's scales, creating a deafening roar that shook the entire world.

This time, the fire dragon did not bounce back, but instead pierced the lion spirit's heart like a sharp arrow, embedding itself deeply into the lion spirit's body.

The scorching energy raged within the lion spirit's body, and its scales began to crack under the fire dragon's impact, revealing the flesh and blood inside.

The lion spirit let out a painful howl, its body began to tremble violently, and the powerful force after the fusion seemed to begin to crumble at this moment.

Its scales crumbled under the fire dragon's attacks, the cracks in the combined form grew wider and wider, and the combined form was about to break apart. (End of Chapter)