Wang Xuan knew that the bloodline of this Dark Pixiu was extraordinary, yet he said he would take action and did just that. It was nothing but a prisoner; although it had a special status in the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, no one on Earth Civilization paid attention to it.

Formidable spiritual cultivation crushed forth, and the Pixiu’s expression changed instantly, its fur bristled as if facing a great enemy, defending its soul against Wang Xuan’s mental pressure.

It was unimaginable that this earthly human’s mental power was so terrifying that it could directly invade its Sea of Consciousness, achieving a suppression in its own territory.

It must be known that only absolute superiority in power could achieve this.

The soul curled into a ball, the Pixiu had no intention of emitting any power to counterattack, resorting solely to defense; otherwise, should Wang Xuan find an opportunity, it would likely be grievously injured.

"How’s that?" Wang Xuan spoke to the Dark Pixiu while suppressing it with mental power, seizing the opportunity to search for a chance to hypnotize.

This Dark Pixiu indeed was not ordinary; with his Primordial Spirit Sword at the peak, the power of his Primordial Spirit should crush the peak of Earth Immortal when intertwined with spiritual cultivation.

It must be understood that he was now the King of Earth Immortals, so powerful that he had no peers in the same realm, and if he used Primordial Spirit power, his strength could soar even further.

The Pixiu did not speak, operating its Cultivation Techniques, its Demon Qi surged, swallowing the mental power invading from Wang Xuan, though it achieved little effect.

"If it weren’t for the prison bars keeping us apart, manipulating you would be nothing but a whim." Wang Xuan said lightly, as if he truly regarded it with disdain.

Inside, the Pixiu was furious; had it not been severely injured and lost many methods and protective items, how could it be so easily bullied! Yet it was very clever, knowing at this moment stubborn perseverance was the most effective tactic.

After such an oppressive stalemate persisted for an hour, Wang Xuan exhausted a great deal of the Dark Pixiu’s energy before finally finding an opportunity.

Mental power surged in, yet as soon as it touched the Dark Pixiu’s soul, it was instantly rebounded; countless runes flowed upon it. A talisman of terrifying power appeared, vibrating lightly, sweeping Wang Xuan’s mental power away from the Sea of Consciousness of the Dark Pixiu!

Had the prison barriers not inhibited full exertion, and combined with Wang Xuan’s caution, at that moment he would have suffered heavy losses. Yet even so, his Primordial Spirit power and mental power diminished by one-tenth in an instant.

"What a treasure." Wang Xuan’s expression slightly changed, as he accelerated through the Tower of Space-Time, using pure Source Power and reserved Heaven and Earth Essence Qi for conversion, instantly replenishing the consumed Primordial Spirit and mental power completely.

The Dark Pixiu’s pupils shrank abruptly, incredulous that under such circumstances the human before it was unaffected—how could this be! It must be known that talisman was a Venerable’s asset!

Unable to achieve instant success, Wang Xuan settled his mind, saying, "Then I shall accompany you slowly in this game!"

The Dark Pixiu’s Heart Spirit remained steadfast, but Wang Xuan still had means to contaminate it; the most conventional method was information flow—a brainwashing Divine Skill since ancient times.

Like how proximity to vermilion makes one red and proximity to ink makes one black, gradual subtle influence is the best way to infect the will, much as Mencius’s mother moved house thrice, understanding this principle.

Mental power once again crushed forth, this time Wang Xuan refrained from touching that talisman, only forcing the Dark Pixiu incapable of diverting attention elsewhere.

At this moment, a massive amount of information enveloped the Dark Pixiu, attempting to penetrate its soul; the Pixiu fully resisted Wang Xuan’s mental power pressure, although its inherent isolation blocked much of the information, still, it was overwhelmed by the vast incoming stream from Wang Xuan.

Unable to spare effort to delete or dismiss the foreign information, the Dark Pixiu felt its memory bank contaminated. If this part of memory mixed with the original, clearing it would be as challenging as ascending to the heavens.

Simultaneously, Wang Xuan injected large amounts of Creation Magical Power into the Dark Pixiu’s body to aid in healing, its flesh instinctively absorbing this beneficial Creation Magical Power.

Yet this part of Creation Magical Power, unlike what was used to heal fellow sect members, contained a substantial amount of his spirit and will, merging into the other’s body as the Dark Pixiu absorbed the Creation Magical Power.

The infused Creation Magical Power grew ever more, Wang Xuan seemingly spared no expense; before long, the infused power surpassed the entirety of the Dark Pixiu’s Demonic Power.

And all this, the opponent knew nothing about.

The Pixiu’s face turned gloomy, as the vast information contaminated its memory bank, finally unable to endure after half an hour, it triggered the talisman again, summoning a Treasure Tower in the Sea of Consciousness, its radiant splendor guarding the soul.

"With each use lessening its worth, you couldn’t afford it even if you sold yourself!" the Dark Pixiu roared in its heart, suffering great losses indeed.

Wang Xuan clicked his tongue in wonder, recognizing that talisman as incredibly valuable and estimating the Treasure Tower as a True Tier Magical Treasure of Mid-Upper Grade.

"How magnificent!" Wang Xuan praised; in terms of being He Fang’s disciple, he was far from having such items, evincing how mighty the figure behind this Pixiu truly was.

Silently retreating, Wang Xuan seemed to relinquish, giving up.

"Could he possibly have gone to find other human strongmen?" the Pixiu felt anxious and uneasy, knowing it was captured here, hoping for rescue.

If discovered by humans, then there really would be no more games to play.

The soul lifted defensive measures, resumed controlling the body, and to its astonishment, its injuries were completely healed!

"How is this possible!" the Pixiu clearly knew; earlier its injuries were even worsening, now they could not possibly be healed.

Just when it raised its guard, Wang Xuan ghost-like reappeared. The massive spiritual cultivation crushed forth, collaborating with the will hidden in the Pixiu’s body to work from inside.

In an almost instant, the Dark Pixiu was suppressed by Wang Xuan’s spiritual cultivation, its will even having no time to trigger the talisman.

Wang Xuan likewise discovered that as long as it didn’t threaten the opponent’s life, the talisman wouldn’t activate passively.

Having cultivated the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture to the third-layer limit, Wang Xuan, while its Heart Spirit collapsed and its will was confused, also spent considerable time projecting his spirit into the Dark Pixiu’s soul.

However, wanting to alter and reverse the Dark Pixiu’s will was really difficult with that special talisman present; Wang Xuan did not force it.

Mental power fully crushed forth, the talisman exploded once again, Wang Xuan feigned a failed attempt, displaying regret on his face—this scene was exactly seen by the waking Dark Pixiu.

"Dangerous!" the Pixiu shuddered, watching Wang Xuan with utmost vigilance, dare not relax again.

Yet it didn’t know Wang Xuan’s mind projection had already taken root within its heart. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Wang Xuan departed in high spirits, yet soon stopped in surprise because the information from the mind projection exceeded his expectations.

"Imagine me, a dignified son of the Venerable, ending up in such dire straits!" the Dark Pixiu fumed inwardly—it had only come to the battlefield for training, unexpectedly caught in crossfire from a True Immortal, waking up to find itself here.

"How dare those vile things not come to rescue yet?! The Celestial Demon Realm resembles dogs raised by the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm; now that I am in distress, naturally there will be my race’s beings contacting them!"

"Quickly burst into another battle, then this place’s vigilance will be loosened, raising chances of my rescue!"

...

The Dark Pixiu’s inner activities were extensive, revealing to Wang Xuan that the enemy was indeed a descendant of an immortal-grade Pixiu, even the offspring!

In the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, "Venerable" is another term for Immortal, unfathomably powerful. The long-lived Pixiu Venerable, of untold thousands of years, actually had such a young son—truly legendary.

"You still hope for rescue? Just bait." Wang Xuan chuckled inwardly, having learned of this Dark Pixiu’s identity and rescue methods now, certainly wouldn’t relax.

He might even use the enemy’s own plans to trap those alien races from the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm.