"It's nothing."
He Changkong stared at the Calamity Beast, strange lights continually flashing in his eyes.
This Beast was far too strange. The Beast Taming Immortal Sect possessed such profound foundations, yet they still could not uncover its true origins.
Moreover, so many high-level Spirit Transformation experts from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect had taken turns trying, yet not one of them had successfully formed a contract with the Calamity Beast.
A failed contract was a very serious matter.
After all, the cultivations of those making the attempt vastly surpassed that of this early Level Eleven Calamity Beast.
Logically speaking, The higher the cultivator's cultivation, and the wider the gap between them and the Beast's level, the easier it should have been to form a contract.
Yet now, the facts were precisely the opposite. So many high-level Spirit Transformation cultivators of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect had all been defeated before the Calamity Beast.
"Stop wasting your effort. How could Fourth Master possibly let you form a contract with me?"
Little Four's cold sneer rang out from within the Demon Suppression Cage.
It crouched inside the cage, its bearing fierce and icy as it assumed an attacking stance.
It seemed that resisting these people's attempts to contract it had placed no small burden on it as well.
"You little fellow really are interesting."
Seeing the Calamity Beast's uniquely peculiar way of speaking, He Changkong could not help but laugh.
The others smiled as well.
The Calamity Beast looked strange, and it spoke with the pompous air of an old man—quite amusing indeed.
During this time, whenever they were bored, they often chatted with the Calamity Beast and found it greatly enjoyable.
Watching the Spirit Transformation cultivators of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect all beam with delight, Little Four grew even