"Calamity Beast is an evil beast? It needs to feed on cultivators' blood essence?"
Inside the Sect Master Hall of the Red Luan Immortal Sect, Li Zizai held the Jade Slip glowing with a faint blue spiritual light. After reading it word by word, he suddenly threw back his head and laughed.
"That old bastard He Changkong truly has no tricks left!"
He slapped the Jade Slip onto the jade table, his eyes filled with disdain as he sneered, "Since he can't beat us, he came up with such a despicable trick to smear us with filth. Does he really think all the cultivators under heaven are fools?"
Hearing this, Su Qingwan set down her spiritual tea and asked curiously, "Zizai, what kind of Beast is this Calamity Beast? The Red Luan Immortal Sect's records are as vast as the sea, yet there has never been any record of it."
Li Zizai's smile faded. His fingers lightly tapped against the jade table, and only after pondering for a moment did he speak. "The Calamity Beast's origins are extremely mysterious. Let alone your Red Luan Immortal Sect—even among the inherited records of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect throughout the generations, there isn't the slightest detailed account of it."
Then his tone shifted. Looking at Chen Changming beside him, he smiled gently and said, "Chen Shan, summon the Calamity Beast and let Sect Master Su see it for herself."
Yet when Chen Changming heard this, a trace of difficulty suddenly appeared on his face. The hand hanging at his side quietly clenched, as though he had something hard to speak of.
Seeing this, a hint of doubt immediately arose in Li Zizai's heart.
In his impression, Chen Changming had always been calm and dependable, rarely showing such an embarrassed expression. He immediately