113: Enslave the great demon in the holy realm!

“Damn it!”

After dozens of exchanges with Tieshan, Ape Mang’s face was extremely gloomy.

He actually discovered that this Human Race Martial Artist, whose cultivation was not much different from his, was in no way inferior to him in strength, especially in terms of raw power, where the two were almost evenly matched, and Tieshan’s speed was even superior to his.

If the battle continued, his defeat would only be a matter of time.

Damn it!

The Human Race possesses such strength?

On the other side, Eagle Yang was in a much worse state than Ape Mang; he was directly pummeled by Ancestor Xuan, completely unable to retaliate.

With Ancestor Xuan’s strength, he could have eliminated the opponent in a few moves, but he remembered Su Changqing’s instructions, so he didn't deliver a fatal blow, only continuously pummeling him.

It was best to beat him until his spirit collapsed.

Clearly, Eagle Yang was nearly at his limit, covered in wounds from head to toe.

His proud speed was a joke in front of Ancestor Xuan; he couldn't escape at all.

“Boom!”

With another punch, Eagle Yang was directly slammed to the ground by Ancestor Xuan, critically injured and unconscious.

“Tsk tsk tsk, with this little strength, he’s really not durable.”

Ancestor Xuan stroked his chin, a hint of disdain on his face.

Then, he flashed in front of Eagle Yang, picking him up as if he were a dead bird.

“Changqing, I’ve severely injured this guy; he’s unconscious.”

Ancestor Xuan returned to Su Changqing’s side, casually tossing him onto the ground, a smile on his face.

Su Changqing smiled slightly upon hearing this.

“Good.”

Then, he walked to Eagle Yang, squatted down, placed a hand on Eagle Yang’s head, and instantly activated Mind Domination, this Emperor-level Divine Ability.

As an Emperor-level Divine Ability, its uses were endless, capable of dominating a Martial Artist’s mind.

Once domination was successful, the opponent's life and death were at his whim; in fact, if Su Changqing wished, he could make the opponent suffer endless pain.

However, whether his current cultivation could successfully dominate a Saint Realm Expert was a question, which was why he had Ancestor Xuan severely injure him, preferably to the point of mental collapse, to test whether this Emperor-level Divine Ability could take effect.

Accompanied by a terrifying pressure, Su Changqing smoothly infiltrated Eagle Yang’s Sea of Consciousness.

At this moment, Eagle Yang was critically injured, on his last breath, and his Divine Sense had also suffered severe damage, so Su Changqing’s infiltration process was not very dangerous.

However, dominating the Soul of a Saint Realm Expert was not a simple matter.

Time passed bit by bit, and Su Changqing’s face grew paler, with large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Ancestor Xuan, is Changqing alright?”

Gu Xiran, who was beside him, couldn't help but ask, seeing that Su Changqing’s body remained motionless.

Ancestor Xuan shook his head gently upon hearing this:

“This kid’s aura is stable; he should be fine.”

Furthermore, Ancestor Xuan knew that Su Changqing had many methods and even more schemes, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Gu Xiran’s hanging heart relaxed slightly upon hearing this, but her gaze remained fixed on Su Changqing.

A quarter of an hour later.

Su Changqing slowly opened his eyes, his face pale, as if he had been drained, his spirit greatly exhausted; even after battling Revered Master for several days and nights before, such a situation had never occurred.

“Changqing, are you alright?”

Seeing Su Changqing awaken, Gu Xiran quickly helped him up, asking nervously.

Su Changqing shook his head, his pale face still unable to hide his joy.

“I’m fine, Revered Master.”

“It’s done!!”

It’s done?

Gu Xiran and Ancestor Xuan were stunned upon hearing Su Changqing’s words.

“What’s done?”

Ancestor Xuan asked curiously.

Su Changqing swallowed a Soul Nourishing Medicinal Pill; his Divine Sense consumption recovered significantly, and his aura also recovered by more than half.

He said with a smile:

“This guy has been successfully controlled by me; his life and death are at my whim.”

“What!?”

Upon hearing Su Changqing’s words, Ancestor Xuan and Gu Xiran both exclaimed, their eyes filled with shock.

It wasn’t that they didn’t believe Su Changqing, but rather that this fact was simply unbelievable.

This was a Saint Realm Yao Race, although only at the Peak of the Early Stage of the Saint Realm, the power it unleashed was also extremely terrifying.

And it was just like that, dominated by Su Changqing?

“Changqing, you’re not joking, are you?”

Ancestor Xuan quickly said.

Su Changqing’s lips curled into a slight smile upon hearing this:

“This guy will wake up soon; you’ll know then.”

With that, Su Changqing looked at Ape Mang, who was entangled with Tieshan, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile:

“Ancestor Xuan, please make a move and severely injure that big guy too, the kind that causes mental collapse.”

Upon hearing Su Changqing’s words, Ancestor Xuan was still somewhat shocked, but he didn’t hesitate, nodded, and flashed towards Ape Mang to attack.

At this moment, the battle below was nearing its end.

Tai Xuan Sect held a huge advantage; the tens of thousands of Yao Race Martial Artists were already difficult to resist, and now that the two great Saint Realm Yao Race were captured, they naturally had no courage to fight.

Therefore, as Ancestor Xuan severely injured Ape Mang and threw him in front of Su Changqing, the battle below had already ended.

This great battle could be described as a great victory for Tai Xuan Sect.

Over a thousand Disciples within the sect died or were injured, and thousands of Puppets were lost.

But in exchange, tens of thousands of Yao Race Martial Artists died.

This battle result was quite significant.

Although the battle below had ended, the Tai Xuan Sect Disciples also began to search the mountain, looking for items left behind by the Yao Race and any omissions.

On the spirit boat, Su Changqing looked at Ape Mang in front of him, a glint of light in his eyes.

With the experience of dominating Eagle Yang just now, he was more composed this time, and Ape Mang’s Divine Sense was not as strong as Eagle Yang’s, so the difficulty was greatly reduced under severe injury.

However, Su Changqing was not careless; he continuously swallowed several Ninth-Grade Soul Nourishing Medicinal Pills, fully restoring his Divine Sense, and then began the domination.

Ancestor Xuan and Gu Xiran stood one on each side, guarding Su Changqing, fearing any accidents.

Time passed quickly; a quarter of an hour later, Su Changqing opened his eyes, a sharp glint shooting out, and a smile appeared on his fair face.

It’s done.

These two great Early Stage Saint Realm Yao Race were now completely dominated by him, becoming Su Changqing’s prisoners.

Su Changqing was swallowing Medicinal Pills to restore his Divine Sense on the side, also waiting for the two great Yao Race to awaken.

Half an hour later.

Ape Mang and Eagle Yang both woke up.

Seeing the situation before them, the two great Yao Race instantly panicked, just about to escape, when suddenly a terrifying pain spread throughout their bodies; the two great Yao Race had experienced storms, but facing this pain from the depths of their Souls, the two Yao Race had no ability to resist.

“Pain… so painful, damn Human Race, what, what did you do to me!”

“Damn it, ah!!!”

“…”

Painful roars echoed throughout the Great Barren Mountain.

Su Changqing’s lips curled slightly upward; he slowly walked forward, looking at the two Yao Race with an indifferent expression:

“Now, you are my prisoners; your life and death are at my whim.”