Liu Yuan Has a Form Creation Realm Monster Pet? Wei Tong Instantly Killed!

At that thought, a flame of hope instantly ignited in Qing Tan's eyes.

She eagerly swept her gaze around, anxiously searching for that familiar figure.

"Is it him? Is it really him?"

It was not only Qing Tan. Liu Yan, Lin Xiao, Lin Dong, and the others were all greatly shaken, their eyes involuntarily scanning the surroundings.

They recognized this White Cat as well. Its owner was Liu Yuan!

Just as everyone searched with their eyes—

Whoosh!

A light breeze swept past.

Then—

A tall, upright Green Shirt Figure abruptly appeared between the Lin Family members and the Blood Robe Disciples.

The youth stood as straight as a pine, his handsome face wearing a faint, gentle smile. He looked as though the Blood Robe Sect's army before him was nothing to worry about.

"It really is Liu Yuan!"

"Xiao Yuan is back!"

The instant they saw him, the Lin Family members erupted in uncontrollable cheers.

"Great!"

Lin Dong fiercely clenched his fist, his eyes brimming with excitement.

"With Brother Liu Yuan here, plus Grandpa and me, the three of us might be able to fight Wei Tong!"

At that thought, Lin Zhentian and Lin Dong exchanged a glance. The Yuan Power within them was instantly Circulated to the Extreme, and they moved to rush forward and fight alongside Liu Yuan.

"Xiao Yuan, we'll help you!" Lin Zhentian shouted.

However—

Just as they were about to move, Liu Yuan slightly turned his head and waved at the people behind him, smiling faintly.

"Grandpa Lin, Lin Dong, there's no need to make this so troublesome."

"I can handle this alone."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhentian and Lin Dong, who had been preparing to charge, suddenly froze and nearly failed to stop themselves.

Both stared at Liu Yuan in disbelief.

"Xiao Yuan, you're not joking, are you?" Lin Zhentian asked urgently. "Wei Tong is a genuine Origin Core Realm Minor Perfection expert! He is far beyond an ordinary Origin Core Realm cultivator!"

"That's right, Brother Liu Yuan. Wei Tong is incredibly powerful. You mustn't underestimate him!" Lin Dong said anxiously as well.

Although he knew Liu Yuan was strong, Wei Tong was still at Origin Core Realm Minor Perfection. He could not be compared to the likes of the Lei Xie Families they had faced before.

Yet in the face of everyone's concern, the smile on Liu Yuan's face did not diminish in the slightest. Instead, his tone carried an extra measure of calm confidence.

"It's fine."

"He's only at Origin Core Realm Minor Perfection. He can't stir up much trouble."

"Arrogant!"

At that moment, a furious roar suddenly exploded.

Wei Tong's face had darkened so much it seemed ready to drip water.

Ever since becoming the Blood Robe Sect's Sect Master, no one had ever dared to look down on him like this! And this opponent was merely a wet-behind-the-ears brat!

The instant killing of his two subordinates by that strange White Cat had already cost him all face. Now, hearing Liu Yuan's "outrageous boasts," the fury in his heart erupted like a volcano.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wei Tong laughed in extreme rage. Thick blood-colored Yuan Power surged around him like a tide, making the surrounding air hum.

"Boy, since you want to play the hero, I'll grant your wish!"

"I'd like to see what gives you the right to spout nonsense before me, Wei Tong!"

"Die!"

Boom!

Before his words had even faded, Wei Tong stomped fiercely on the ground and shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.

His right hand formed a claw, thick blood-fiend energy curling around his fingers as though they had become a savage blood-red ghost claw. With a shriek that tore through the air, it shot straight for Liu Yuan's throat!

There was no restraint in this attack. It was Wei Tong's signature technique—the Blood Fiend Ghost Claw!

Feeling its terrifying might, the Lin Family members instantly turned pale.

"So strong!"

Lin Zhentian's pupils constricted, his face full of apprehension.

Was this the true strength of an Origin Core Realm Minor Perfection expert? This aura alone made the Yuan Power in his body sluggish. If he had tried to take that attack, he would have been severely injured even if he did not die!

"Xiao Yuan, be careful!"

Just as everyone broke out in cold sweat for Liu Yuan and even wanted to close their eyes—

Liu Yuan, standing at the center of the storm, did not even raise his eyelids.

He still stood with his hands behind his back, not moving a single step. He merely glanced at the charging Wei Tong and softly called out.

"Xiao Huan."

"Meow!"

Just as the blood-red ghost claw was about to touch Liu Yuan—

The White Cat that had been crouching atop the wall moved.

Boom!

Without any warning, an aura countless times more terrifying than Wei Tong's suddenly erupted from that small body!

Its force instantly scattered the blood-fiend energy filling the sky. Like Mount Tai crushing down from above, it heavily pressed upon the hearts of everyone present.

The once utterly ferocious Wei Tong appeared as insignificant as a lone boat upon the sea before this aura.

"This is... the Form Creation Realm?!"

Still in midair, Wei Tong felt that aura, powerful enough to make his soul tremble. The killing intent in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by endless horror and terror.

How was this possible?!

This harmless-looking little cat was actually a terrifying Monster Beast with the strength of the Form Creation Realm?!

After Liu Yuan's occasional feedings of Pills and monster cores over this period of time, his Phantom Spirit Cat had long since passed its juvenile stage and fully matured into an adult Monster Beast.

Once a Monster Beast like the Phantom Spirit Cat reached adulthood, it possessed terrifying strength comparable to a human Form Creation Realm expert!

Killing a mere Origin Core Realm Minor Perfection cultivator was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs!

Before Wei Tong could recover from his shock—

Whoosh!

A flash of white light streaked past.

"Ah—!"

An incomparably miserable scream suddenly rang out.

Wei Tong, still charging forward, had his outstretched right arm severed cleanly at the shoulder!

Blood spurted out like a fountain. The severed arm, still bearing that blood-red ghost claw, flew high into the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Wei Tong lost his balance and fell miserably to the ground. Clutching the stump of his arm, he rolled around frantically, his face twisted in pain.

"No... impossible..."

"How can you have a Form Creation Realm monster pet..."

Cold sweat covered Wei Tong's face as he looked at the White Cat, which had somehow landed elegantly and stood before Liu Yuan. His eyes were filled with despair and fear.

The Form Creation Realm!

That was the realm he had dreamed of reaching, yet had never been able to cross into!

Before a Form Creation Realm expert, so-called Origin Core Realm Minor Perfection was nothing but a joke!

"Spare... spare my life..."

Wei Tong's voice trembled as he was about to beg for mercy.

"Xiao Huan, kill him."

Liu Yuan's expression remained indifferent as he quietly gave the command.

"Meow!"

A cold glint flashed through Xiao Huan's jewel-like eyes.

Whoosh!

Another flash of white light streaked past.

This time, it was so fast that not even an afterimage could be seen.

Wei Tong's plea for mercy came to an abrupt stop.

The next moment—

Thud.

A round head, its face frozen in terror and disbelief, rolled from its neck and tumbled to the feet of the Blood Robe Disciples.

Only then did the headless corpse slowly collapse. Blood sprayed wildly from its severed neck, instantly dyeing the ground a glaring crimson.

Silence.

Dead silence.

Whether they were the Lin Family members or the Blood Robe Disciples who had been so aggressive moments ago, all of them stood with their mouths agape, staring blankly at the scene.

One move to sever an arm.

Two moves to take a head.

Wei Tong, the Origin Core Realm Minor Perfection expert who had left the entire Lin Family struggling to breathe...

Had died just like that?

Gulp.

Someone swallowed hard, the sound especially distinct in the deathly silent air.

Everyone looked with deep reverence and shock at the Green-Robed Youth standing with his hands behind his back, as well as the White Cat at his feet licking its paw.

At that moment, Liu Yuan's figure became incomparably lofty in their eyes, like a god!