Beast Taming Star Journey

A chilling laugh echoed through the passage, sending a shiver down my spine. The Beastmaster's respectful attitude made me realize that this newcomer meant me no good. "My lord..." he bowed, like a lapdog. The voice didn't speak again, but the Beastmaster's aura suddenly surged, his previously mocking eyes turning sharp. "Boy, I've had enough of playing with you!" he growled, a strangely shaped bone whip suddenly appearing in his hand, which he lashed out at me. The bone whip whistled through the air, and I quickly dodged. The whip grazed my sleeve, creating a gust of wind, and I could even feel the burning pain on my skin. The Crimson Flame Tiger also sensed the danger, letting out a low growl and spewing out a ball of flame, trying to force the Beastmaster back. However, the Beastmaster's tamed beast, the Black-Scaled Demon Wolf, leaped up, blocking the Beastmaster's path and taking the Crimson Flame Tiger's attack head-on. The Black-Scaled Demon Wolf let out a painful howl, black smoke billowing from its body, but it quickly recovered, glaring fiercely at the Crimson Flame Tiger. I knew the real battle had only just begun. The Beastmaster's bone whip swung faster and faster, like a venomous snake, relentlessly attacking me and the Crimson Flame Tiger. We could only dodge, finding no opportunity to counterattack. I tried to conjure fire attacks, but the Beastmaster simply flicked his bone whip, neutralizing my attacks. His strength far surpassed mine; I felt like prey trapped in a spider's web, helplessly watching the hunter approach. "Damn it!" I cursed under my breath, my heart filled with anxiety. The prolonged dodging had drained a great deal of our stamina; at this rate, we would eventually be worn down. Just then, the Black-Scaled Demon Wolf suddenly found an opening, pouncing on the Crimson Flame Tiger, its sharp claws slashing viciously at its leg. The Crimson Flame Tiger let out a scream, staggering. My heart tightened, and I rushed to its aid. However, how could the Beastmaster let this opportunity slip by? His bone whip, whistling through the air, lashed my back. "Ah!" I cried out in pain, feeling as if my back was being torn apart; a sharp pain instantly spread throughout my body. I staggered back a few steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The Beastmaster sneered, raising his bone whip again, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. I barely dodged the attack, but my movements had become much slower. "It's over, kid!" The Beastmaster grinned maliciously, approaching step by step, his bone whip raised high… Suddenly, a slightly anxious voice came from the depths of the passage: "My lord, the strategist has urgent news to report!" The Beastmaster's raised bone whip stopped in mid-air, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face. This brief hesitation, like a lifeline, gave me hope. I endured the excruciating pain in my back, struggling to maintain my balance. The strategist? Urgent news? Could it be…? A thought suddenly flashed through my mind. The tungsten boy had mentioned that advanced beast tamers experience a brief period of weakness when they overuse their beasts. Could this be my chance? I took a deep breath, suppressing my fear, and a hint of defiance appeared in my eyes. I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, staggered to my feet, and gave the beast tamer a weak smile: “Is that all you’ve got? I thought the leader of the Dark Nest was some kind of powerful figure, but it turns out you’re nothing special.” The beast tamer’s expression, which had been somewhat displeased at being interrupted, instantly darkened. He glared at me fiercely, his eyes burning with rage: “You’re asking for death!” He clearly sensed my intention and no longer hesitated. He swung his bone whip again, faster and more powerful than before. He knew I was deliberately provoking him, trying to make him overuse his power and expose a weakness. The Crimson Flame Tiger, despite its injuries, stood in front of me, enduring the Black Scale Demon Wolf’s attacks time and time again. I knew I had to find the Beastmaster's weakness as soon as possible, otherwise neither of us would last long. While dodging the bone whip's attacks, I carefully observed the Beastmaster's every move. His attacks, though fierce, seemed somewhat impatient, as if he wanted a quick victory. This made me even more certain that he was indeed afraid I would exploit his weakness. I deliberately created openings to lure him into a full-force attack. The Beastmaster fell for it, his bone whip raining down on me like a storm, each strike carrying a sharp killing intent. I narrowly dodged attack after attack; the pain in my body had numbed me, but I felt an unprecedented excitement. I knew the opportunity was coming! The Beastmaster swung his bone whip again, this time his movements were slightly slower, and his breathing became rapid. A surge of joy filled me; this was the opportunity I had been waiting for! "Now!" I roared, mobilizing all the remaining spiritual energy within me, condensing it into a massive fireball, and slamming it down on the Beastmaster. The Beastmaster was clearly caught off guard by my attack. In his haste, he could only hold his bone whip horizontally in front of him, attempting to block my attack. "Boom!" A deafening roar erupted as the fireball collided with the bone whip, bursting into a blinding light. The Beastmaster was thrown back several steps by the immense impact, and the bone whip slipped from his grasp. I didn't stop there. Taking advantage of his momentary loss of footing, I gathered my spiritual energy again, preparing to launch a fatal blow… Suddenly, a roar echoed from the depths of the passage: "Stop!" A tall figure appeared at the entrance, radiating a powerful aura—it was the previously unseen… Tantalum Guardian!