Li Yang refined Xuanyou's soul blood.
Now, right before Yinglong's eyes, he signed a master-servant contract.
Under the rules of the Black Tortoise Battlefield, Xuanyou lost his independence and became a subordinate existence bound to Li Yang.
Thus, when Yinglong stepped into the Black Tortoise Battlefield, the cultivation levels of the man, dragon, and tortoise changed rapidly.
But since Li Yang and the Black Tortoise were only at the Golden Core realm, even the cultivation-balancing rules could not raise them to Yinglong's perfected Mahayana Stage.
After all, this was not the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm. Cultivation had to be earned through practice. Forcibly pouring it into them would only make Li Yang and the Black Tortoise explode and die.
In the end, all three settled at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm-the limit they could withstand.
Though his cultivation had been boosted by two major realms, Li Yang did not let that power lead him around by the nose.
On the contrary, he had possessed peak Nascent Soul cultivation in the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm and was quite familiar with this sudden surge in strength.
"Were you not going to slay me alone? Why have you left this worthless traitor here? If you kill me so unfairly, will you not feel your victory lacks honor?" Yinglong had never expected Li Yang to keep Xuanyou in the Black Tortoise Battlefield too.
Xuanyou was one of the few Demon Race Heavenly Prodigies with the finest bloodlines on the Demon Savage Continent. With their cultivation equalized, even Yinglong had no confidence in breaking through his defenses.
"If I can kill you without risk, why should I put myself in danger?" Li Yang gave a savage grin and placed Xuanyou, who had assumed his true form, atop his head.
Xuanyou directly summoned the