Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

The moment the huge lion appeared, the people in the inn gasped and the space fell into deathly silence.

The Beast Taming Sect was well-known, and this young sect leader could command a lion to serve him at such a young age, which showed that he was extremely talented.

He glanced at everyone, put his hands behind his back, snorted coldly, and walked upstairs.

The lion following beside him also took steps, clearing the way for him as if to protect him.

"This kid is quite arrogant."

"You have the power to tame beasts, aren't you arrogant?"

"Bullshit! I have the ability to do this, and I will never be like him!"

"Oh, just hurry up."

"Who are you laughing at?"

"Hehe, what about you? What's wrong?"

"Hey! Just wait, I'll remember you! When the Immortal Sect election comes, I'll beat you to death!"

"Just wait, little black coal ball..."

The noisy sound resounded throughout the inn again.

Bai Shenyi said: "Since there is no room for me, just give me an ordinary guest room."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

The shopkeeper happily arranged a room for Bai Shenyi.

As Bai Shenyi walked towards his room, he glanced in the direction of the upper-class rooms upstairs.

Although he was not proficient in the art of taming beasts, he had a rough understanding of the Beast Taming Sect's magic from the descriptions of the immortal sect's magic.

Use spiritual power as a bridge to connect the beastmaster and the beasts.

The beast tamer knows the beasts' emotions, language, behavior, etc.

But the young sect leader didn't seem to be like that towards the lion beside him just now.

The lion's state was more like a fear that he had to surrender.

In this case, the practice of the young leader of the Beast Taming Sect occupying all the superior rooms seems a bit subtle.

In the general election of the Immortal Sect, many talented people emerged.

Among them, the young leader of the Beast Taming Sect is not the only one who is difficult to deal with.

Sure enough, not long after Bai Shenyi packed up his things, a loud noise was heard downstairs.

Then there were screams and the sound of blades clashing.

"Roar!"

A restrained and majestic lion roar resounded throughout the inn.

It seems to be able to shatter a person's internal organs.

With this lion's roar, some people were directly thrown out from the original earthquake.

Bai Shenyi took a few steps forward and opened a crack in the door of his room.

The disciples who were outside the gate and participated in the Immortal Sect election and were blown away by the lion's roar looked very ugly and struggled to get up from the ground.

"This lion's strength... is no less than that of a seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator!"

"Look, there's something wrong with this lion!"

"This lion is out of control!"

"Where is the young master of the Beast Taming Sect?!"

"Run!"

Someone exclaimed, but the lion soon roared again.

Bai Shenyi, who was standing behind the door, only felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Bai Shenyi wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, frowned and stared at the lion.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with the lion.

Bai Shenyi did not rush out, but instead gathered his spiritual power to create a barrier for himself.

With his current strength, even if he goes out, he will be no better than those who were blown away by the lion's roar.

A few more roars from the lion and his internal organs would be shattered into pieces.

Bai Shenyi is not a fool. He won't just rush out and die.

Wow——!

The whip flew from a distance and wrapped around the lion's neck. The man who was holding the lion's hands was so tense that his palms turned white.

The man shouted: "I am Jia Fansong, the 49th generation descendant of the Divine Whip! Don't panic, retreat behind me!"

However, the next moment, the lion roared to the sky again.

This long roar could almost blow away the entire inn.

Jia Fansong, who was the first to be hit, had his hand that was holding the divine whip swollen and purple. At the same time, blood flowed out of his seven orifices. He looked miserable and terrifying in an instant.

Jia Fansong coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Where is the owner of this lion!?"

"It's him!"

"There he is!!"

Someone pointed at the Beast Taming Sect's young master, whose face was covered in blood.

The young master shook his head in horror: "I can't control him! I...use a talisman...to suppress him! The strength of this lion is not just the seventh level of Qi Refining...it is the eighth level!!"

"My talisman is not working, I can't suppress it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of those who heard it clearly turned ugly in an instant.

At this point, what else is unclear to them?

No wonder the young master of the Beast Taming Sect insisted on having everyone go upstairs.

It turned out that he simply couldn't tame the lion.

He was also afraid that the lion would accidentally lose control.

And he forcibly took this uncontrollable lion to participate in the Immortal Sect election, probably just to use the lion as a stepping stone to join the Holy Sword Sect.

"Shame on you!"

Someone spat.

The young master had no words to express his grievances, so he kept silent.

Jia Fansong couldn't hold on any longer: "Go!"

"Why are you leaving? How can you be a hero by yourself?"

The tall woman in red swung the white silk in her hand and exerted force suddenly.

"At the foot of the Immortal Gate, we let you die here while we ran away. If this gets out, won't people laugh at us?"

The woman curled her lips and said, "We, the people of the Immortal Sect, are not the rats who only know how to run for our lives."

"Roar!"

The lion roared again, instantly knocking Jia Fansong and the woman holding the white silk away.

The next moment, a cold light flashed before everyone's eyes.

Then the lion suddenly let out a wail and slammed into the wall behind it.

Boom-!

After a loud bang, a huge hole was knocked out in the wall.

Ashes flew everywhere, and everyone could see clearly that there was a long knife stuck in the lion's left eye.

The blade of the long sword is sharp, like a bright moon.

"Cough cough cough..."

A young man in tight clothes stepped out of the crowd and looked straight at the lion.

"You beast, I was the one who chopped off your eyes, come and bite me!"

The boy's voice was cold.

Blood was still flowing from his lips, and kept sliding down his porcelain-white chin.

However, he simply wiped the blood with the back of his hand and stood in front of the huge lion, showing his imposing manner.

Bai Shenyi stared at the lion with bloodshot eyes and clenched his fists in an attacking posture.

"You kid, do you want to live?!" Jia Fansong propped himself up and shouted.

Bai Shenyi stared at the lion without saying a word.

Only he himself knew that his blood was boiling at this moment.

The brink of death made his eyes turn red and all the muscles in his body tensed uncontrollably.

In the next breath, the lion roared and pounced towards Bai Shenyi.

Another scimitar slipped out of Bai Shenyi's hand, and he was ready to rush out to face the lion.

However, he only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and the next moment he lost consciousness.

In the dim vision, Bai Shenyi saw a tall figure.

"Pei..."

Pei Yu...