389: Chapter 389 The Nine-Headed Golden Lion

Chu Changsheng's gaze fell like the Milky Way, sweeping over the thousands of floating, rotating split-screens. In the screens, light and shadow flickered, reflecting the three peerless Disciples, their gazes thoughtful, their Qi slightly paused.

Outside the Secret Realm, undercurrents had long been surging like hidden dragons, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was faintly resonating—a shocking change was brewing quietly in the silence.

Deep in the primitive jungle at the edge of the Secret Realm, where ancient trees pierced the clouds and the landscape was as wild as an archaic ruin, the atmosphere was eerily... subtly out of place.

Luo Xiaojiu stood in the dappled sunlight that looked like scattered gold. Her eyes were as clear as a spiritual spring just melted from a mountain stream. As she blinked gently, there was not a trace of fear; instead, they were filled with a child-like, pure, and flawless curiosity, as she carefully examined the behemoth that almost occupied the entire clearing.

That was the archaic alien species that dominated this territory—the Nine-Headed Golden Lion.

Its body was as massive as an archaic divine mountain suppressing the mountains and rivers. Its lion body was robust and heroic, and every inch of its fur seemed to be condensed and forged from the pure gold of the Nine Heavens. Under the sunlight piercing through the layers of ancient tree branches, it shimmered with a dazzling divine radiance—luxurious and compelling, with an Aura as deep as an abyss.

Just by standing there quietly, it caused all beasts in the forest to fall silent and all birds to tuck their wings; only its domineering Aura remained in the world.

What was most startling was that upon its neck, nine lion heads stood tall, each with a different expression and its own intelligence!

Some glared with wide eyes, their ferocity overwhelming, as if they wanted to swallow the stars and devour the moon.

Some looked down with cold smiles, disdainfully regarding all things, carrying the pride and madness engraved into the bones of a Divine Beast.

Some were sleepy, with eyes half-closed, hiding the murderous intent to take lives in an instant beneath their laziness.

Two other heads had eyes rolling around, their gazes filled with greed and scrutiny, as if they were examining a peerless treasure within reach.

This beast possessed the purest Golden Bloodline of an ancient Divine Beast, with a Physical Body so strong that it was peerless, capable of uprooting mountains and shaking peaks.

Its nine heads each possessed Heaven-Defying abilities—some could spew flames that burned mountains and boiled seas, some could spit cold ice that froze the Divine Soul, and some could roar with sound waves that shattered spiritual consciousness. It was the undisputed top overlord of this Secret Realm territory, a Vicious Beast whose fierce reputation was enough to make any Prodigy in the world change color at the mention of its name.

Ordinary Cultivators, even if they were the pride of their Sect, would turn pale and feel as if they were facing an abyss upon encountering such a vicious creature. They would either flee in panic at any cost or exhaust the strength of their entire team to set up a killing formation, not daring to be the slightest bit careless even in their breathing.

But at this moment, Luo Xiaojiu's reaction was a far cry from the phrase "facing a formidable enemy."

She was dressed in a simple, goose-yellow dress. Her figure was petite and young, her appearance clear and ethereal, unstained by any worldly dust. Her brows and eyes were filled with an innocent purity, like a spirit of nature that had walked out of the forest, so clean that it made people's hearts skip a beat.

She tilted her little head slightly, her jet-black, waterfall-like hair sliding gently down her smooth shoulders. There was no fear in her eyes, no guard, only the most genuine curiosity and inquiry about the strange creature before her—

It was as if she were not facing a Vicious Beast of the Secret Realm capable of swallowing a person whole, but rather a small, novel, and interesting trinket she had never seen before at a market in the mortal world.

"Wow..."

She let out a soft exclamation that sounded as clear as jade striking jade. Her voice was soft and clean, echoing gently in the silent ancient forest.

"There really are nine heads... When you eat, do you fight over food? And when you sleep, which head closes its eyes first?"

Her question was so innocent it was almost childish, and her eyes were so clean they contained not a speck of dust. There was no fear of the Vicious Beast, only pure curiosity about the strange phenomenon of "nine-headed symbiosis."

And the Nine-Headed Golden Lion opposite her, with its nine heads and eighteen vertical pupils, locked onto the petite, goose-yellow figure of Luo Xiaojiu all at once.

At first, the two heads representing greed and appetite became restless instantly, their beast eyes staring fixedly at the Human Race girl who was overflowing with Spiritual Qi and as pure as a divine herb.

In its perception, the spiritual power within this girl was so clear it was almost flawless, and her life force was fresh and rich, like a walking Heaven And Earth Treasure—a once-in-a-millennium, peerless, great tonic!

In an instant, saliva gushed out of several bloody mouths. The golden beast saliva dripped onto the ground covered with rotten leaves, immediately emitting a harsh, sizzling sound. The hard bluestone and rotten soil were corroded into bottomless pits, and a pungent, fishy smell instantly permeated the air.

In the simple and violent mind of this Vicious Beast, this little Human Race girl, who looked harmless and whose Aura was excessively clean, was clearly a perfect tonic that had delivered itself to its doorstep!

As long as it swallowed her in one gulp and refined the extremely pure spiritual power and vitality within her body, its archaic Golden Bloodline might be further purified, or even break through its shackles, transforming into a true ancient Divine Beast!

"Roar—!!"

A low, hoarse roar filled with violent appetite exploded from several heads simultaneously. The sound carried the harsh texture of ancient metal rubbing against metal, shaking the leaves of the towering ancient trees so that they fell in showers, and even the earth trembled slightly.

Its massive body leaned forward slowly, its golden fur standing on end, like a raging golden divine fire.

The terrifying and peerless ferocity, mixed with a strong, fishy wind, rushed toward her, pressing down until the air seemed to solidify.

The greed and drool in the eighteen beast eyes almost turned into tangible blood-red light, wishing to swallow the little person before it into its belly immediately.

However, facing this sky-high ferocity that would make any Prodigy's legs go weak and their hearts tremble, causing them to experience Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering—

Luo Xiaojiu just gave a soft "Huh," took a small step back, and wrinkled her delicate, upturned nose slightly, as if she were a bit disgusted by the fishy smell emitted by the beast's saliva.

The curiosity on her face was not replaced by fear, but rather grew more intense, as if she had discovered something even more interesting.

"You're drooling."

She extended her slender fingertip and gently pointed at the behemoth before her, her tone innocent and serious, as if she were stating the most ordinary little matter.

"Are you hungry? But you're so big, your appetite must be huge, right? I'm so small, I'm not even enough to get stuck between your teeth."

Her logic was simple, direct, and pure, carrying a unique rationality that had never been "polluted" by fear.

She seemed completely unaware that she was standing right by the mouth of a Vicious Beast, being treated as food about to be eaten.

Or perhaps, deep in her heart, she didn't believe at all that this "big cat" that looked so majestic could actually hurt her—even if she herself couldn't explain where this inexplicable confidence came from.

The Nine-Headed Golden Lion was completely stunned by her reaction, which defied all common sense.

Its nine heads paused in unison, and several lion heads looked at each other, their beast eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment—clearly unable to understand why this "prey" delivered to its doorstep, instead of fleeing, kneeling, or being terrified, could actually converse with it with such an innocent face.

But the temptation of having the delicious meal on the tip of its tongue ultimately overcame all doubts.

The main head in the center, which was the largest and most majestic, and seemed to command the other eight, suddenly let out a short and sharp roar!

Before the roar had even faded, the two heads on the left and right that controlled elemental powers had already violently opened their giant mouths—one spewed out golden divine fire that was hot to the extreme, the flames burning the sky, and where they passed, even the air was ignited.

The other blew out a pale cold breath that could freeze the Divine Soul, and where the cold air passed, even time seemed to be frozen stiff.

The burning flames and the freezing ice intertwined instantly, turning into a two-colored torrent capable of destroying the world, carrying the violent power to crush everything, and swept toward Luo Xiaojiu's petite and fragile figure with a roar!

Wherever the torrent passed, the towering ancient trees were instantly burned to charcoal or frozen into ice crystals, and even the earth was torn with deep marks—the power of the attack was fast to the extreme, and cruel to the extreme!

But just at the moment when this destructive energy was about to completely engulf that spot of goose-yellow,

Between heaven and earth, a sudden change occurred!

The two-colored torrent of burning sky and freezing world, carrying the violent power capable of crushing all laws, arrived in front of Luo Xiaojiu in an instant.

But the moment the torrent touched the three feet in front of her—it seemed to crash into a Chaos Heavenly Wall that spanned the heavens and earth, invisible and intangible yet indestructible!

It was not a spiritual light shield, not a Magic Treasure barrier, and certainly not a spell barrier.

It was merely—blood and Qi.

"Boom—!!"

Like an archaic giant god who had been sleeping for billions of years opening its eyes, an Aura that was vast, ancient, and tyrannical to the extreme suddenly awakened!

An invisible yet tangible, massive wave of Qi, like the overturning of mountains and seas, exploded with Luo Xiaojiu's slender and fragile body as the center!

Her goose-yellow dress danced wildly in the wave of Qi, and her jet-black hair flew toward the sky like a waterfall of black jade.

Her still-young, small body was now like a Heavenly Furnace standing in the Chaos—spewing out a terrifying Aura that made the mountains tremble and all spirits bow!

This was not a suppression of Realm, nor was it a crushing of spiritual power, but a suppression of Bloodline against Bloodline, source against tributary, myth against the mundane—an absolute dimensional suppression that spanned across the ages!

Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Before heaven and earth were opened, when Chaos was first divided, there were Divine Beings who measured the Grandmist with their flesh and blood; their bones became mountains, their blood became rivers, and their breath set the universe and established the ten thousand Daos.

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was the lingering radiance of the Bloodline of such supreme existences left in the world—it was the mythic mark at the very top of the Bloodline spectrum of all spirits, the most noble and inviolable!

At this moment, the blood and Qi around Luo Xiaojiu rushed to the sky and pierced the sun.

This was not the common true essence spiritual light of a Cultivator, but a nearly tangible golden-red divine flame, steaming and swirling on the surface of her body like the magma of the scorching sun, burning fiercely, illuminating the entire vast ancient forest with radiant clouds and a thousand streaks of auspicious light—even the Spiritual Qi in the air was ignited by this supreme blood and Qi, turning into boiling light rain!

She still stood quietly in place, her posture unmoved, her expression unchanged, but that massive, nearly barbaric, and pure, nearly holy life force had already poured down like a vast ocean, rushing toward the Nine-Headed Golden Lion!

"Desolate... Desolate Ancient Sacred Body! It's actually the legendary Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!"

The nine heads and eighteen vertical pupils of the Nine-Headed Golden Lion froze in this instant, and even its breathing stopped.

The head full of greed, with saliva still hanging on the edge of its sharp fangs, froze in mid-air, forgetting to swallow.

The sleepy head was instantly shocked into complete wakefulness, its beast pupils shrinking to pinpoints, full of disbelief.

The head that always looked down with a cold smile had the arc of its mouth frozen on its face, as if it had been grabbed by the throat by an invisible big hand—it couldn't even let out a roar.