Fang Yang was very clear about the path the White Feathered Eagle had to take. It would not be as smooth as his own or the Small Frost Horse’s.

He, Fang Yang, hailed from the Golden Clan. Even if the Fang Clan had fallen into decline within the Changkong clan, a dead tiger still inspired awe.

It could be said that even without the Sen Yue clan’s involvement, Fang Yang would still have been able to reach the Tier Five realm. It was merely a question of how long it would take and the speed of his cultivation.

The same was true for the Small Frost Horse. Possessing a formidable Bloodline Power, the Small Frost Horse was also a "scion of a great house" among Fierce Beasts.

But the White Feathered Eagle was different.

Although the White Feathered Eagle wasn’t as pitiful as an ordinary beast when it came to absorbing Primordial Qi, if it wanted to follow Fang Yang and continue to accompany him, it would have to put in a hundred, even a thousand times more effort.

Because the limits of the White Feathered Eagle’s species were set in stone.

And to make matters worse, the White Feathered Eagle could not undergo atavism to revert to its ancestral bloodline and become a Fire Eagle.

Due to the connection between [Fortune Manifestation] and the White Feathered Eagle’s tribe, the eagle had embarked on a path similar to that of an Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit.

Therefore, if the White Feathered Eagle wanted to grow and break through to the next realm, it would have to fight its way up!

It had to rise from blood and fire, tempering itself over and over again between life and death.

This was a Pet Beast truly born for battle!

Coming to the Guan River Festival this time was for one reason: to obtain that Tier Four opportunity. But it was also to let the White Feathered Eagle fight against other powerful Pet Beasts and cultivate an unparalleled, dominant spirit.

The best-case scenario would be for the White Feathered Eagle to develop the aura of a king that could suppress all its peers. That way, it could break through its bloodline’s limitations and become a Hundred Beasts King.

A Tier Three Hundred Beasts King!

"An eagle’s cry? A snake’s hiss?" In the distance, Le Shiyu and the others suddenly looked up.

As if realizing something, Cultivators began heading toward the river area where the White Feathered Eagle and the Blue Water Snake were facing off, one after another.

And when they got closer, they saw Fang Yang and Dongfang Zenglong positioned on opposite sides, about to clash.

In an instant, the crowd grew excited, ready to watch a good show.

"Dongfang Zenglong is a Poison Dao Cultivator, hated by countless people. His Pet Beast, the Blue Water Snake, is covered in venom—a truly toxic creature!"

"Yeah, even if Fang Yang’s White Feathered Eagle wins, it probably won’t come out unscathed..."

A clamor of voices rose from the crowd.

Le Shiyu, however, narrowed her eyes as she watched Fang Yang’s cold and stern figure.

It wasn’t that she liked Fang Yang; that wasn’t why she had cut ties with Cyan Aura.

Part of the reason she had severed her bond with Cyan Aura was that she could no longer tolerate his immaturity.

This became especially true after she compared Cyan Aura to Fang Yang; she found it even harder to look at Cyan Aura the same way.

BOOM—

With the sound of rushing wind and churning waves, the flock of eagles and the swarm of snakes officially clashed.

The White Feathered Eagle moved.

Its wings beat, wreathed in fierce flames like two fiery blades, and a potent killing intent washed over everything.

The moment their eyes met, the leader of the Blue Water Snakes froze stiff.

Evil Qi!

This was a terrifying form of Primordial Qi that could only be accumulated by personally slaughtering hundreds of living creatures.

"Rise!" Dongfang Zenglong felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed the gap between the two leaders.

He hurriedly summoned his Spirit Body illusion and used it to augment the lead Blue Water Snake.

Only then did the lead Blue Water Snake manage to barely escape the suppression of the White Feathered Eagle’s aura.

But by this time, the White Feathered Eagle had already sprung into action.

Its body was Frost White, revealing countless fine scars.

At this moment, it unleashed the killing blow it had honed through countless bloody battles.

A pair of Flaming Wing Blades descended with an aura that could incinerate all, poised to slice the lead Blue water snake in two.

At this critical moment, the lead Blue Water Snake could only retreat instead of advancing, hoping to trade an injury for an injury and force the White Feathered Eagle back.

But...

It was useless!

BANG—

A crisp, clean sound reverberated through the air.

Like a knife slicing through tofu, the Flaming Wing Blades pierced directly through the lead Blue Water Snake’s head, even forcing the Spirit Body illusion back.

A headless snake corpse floated to the surface. Pools of purple, venomous blood spread through the river, only to be consumed in an instant.

The White Feathered Eagle, its momentum unbroken, dove straight for the other ten Blue Water Snakes.

On the other side of the riverbank, Dongfang Zenglong collapsed to his knees, utterly devastated. "How could this happen?"

A single strike!

The Blue Water Snake, going all out, couldn’t even withstand a single blow from the White Feathered Eagle. It hadn’t even managed to splatter its venomous blood on it.

What was even more terrifying was that Fang Yang hadn’t even used the Fire Eagle Illusion to augment the White Feathered Eagle.

Within a few breaths, the Blue Water Snakes were completely annihilated. The White Feathered Eagle and its flock were almost completely unharmed.

Such a battle record left Le Shiyu and the other onlookers utterly breathless.

They knew Fang Yang’s White Feathered Eagle would win, but they never expected it to be so easy.

Watching Fang Yang, the victor, was already in the process of collecting all of Dongfang Zenglong’s Jar Grass, some of the onlookers still hadn’t fully processed what had happened.

"It won? Just like that?"

"That White Feathered Eagle is terrifying! It’s like it walked right out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!"

"Like master, like pet. It seems Fang Yang isn’t just cold, but also ruthless..."

The crowd was stunned.

Meanwhile, Le Shiyu’s limpid, autumn-water eyes stared deeply at Fang Yang’s figure, as if to etch his image into her memory.

’It’s too shocking.’

’Every time Fang Yang appears, he creates an earth-shattering scene.’

While this man filled Le Shiyu with awe, he also inexplicably sparked a peculiar thrill within her.

"Fang Yang, don’t get cocky! Mo Ran won’t let you get away with this!" Dongfang Zenglong, his hair disheveled and looking as pathetic as a sick snake, snarled with resentment.

But Fang Yang paid him no mind, continuing forward to collect more Jar Grass.

Suddenly, Fang Yang stopped. He turned slowly, his gaze fixed on the area behind Dongfang Zenglong.

Dongfang Zenglong followed Fang Yang’s gaze and turned to look. A morbid smile immediately spread across his face.

There, the three young prodigies—Li Yang, Cheng Ningjin, and Luo Xiyue—were slowly approaching.

Most cunningly, they had arranged themselves in a three-pronged formation, almost completely blocking Fang Yang’s path of retreat!

Li Yang, one of the top eight in the Changkong clan’s grand military competition.

Cheng Ningjin, one of the top four in the Dongfang Race’s grand military competition.

Luo Xiyue, another of the top four in the Dongfang Race’s grand military competition.

These three were, without a doubt, renowned young prodigies serving under the current Sen Yue army.

Each of them was no weaker than Dongfang Zenglong; in fact, they were far superior.

And the Pet Beasts and Slave Beasts they raised were undoubtedly first-rate, possessing remarkable Bloodline Power.

If this were a duel between Cultivators, Le Shiyu and the others would absolutely bet on Fang Yang.

Even in this Tier One Pet Beast zone, where everyone’s power was suppressed below Tier Two by the Array, they would still bet on Fang Yang to win.

But...

Could the White Feathered Eagle dominate its peers with the same ease as Fang Yang?

They had their doubts.

"Fang Yang is in big trouble!"