Though three peak Tier Ten demon beasts were no ordinary foes, the Jiang Family had no shortage of Void King Realm experts among their ranks, including several at the third level of the Void King Realm. As a result, once the battle commenced, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.
However, after hearing Mo Xiaoqi's words, every member of the Jiang Family felt their hearts skip a beat. They exchanged helpless glances across the battlefield, rendered speechless with tears threatening to fall...
The three demon beasts alone were already tying their hands. If Little White, Little Yellow, Little Blue, Little Green, or whatever else she had were to make a grand entrance as well, the Jiang Family wouldn't stand a chance.
It was at that moment that Jiang Lin suddenly recalled something. While dodging the Scarlet Fire Qilin's fierce assault, he stared in horror at the small cloth pouches hanging at Mo Xiaoqi's waist and blurted out in shock, "Spirit Beast Bags! Miss, you're from Spirit Beast Island?"
Only now did he finally remember where those little cloth bags came from.
Though each pouch looked utterly unassuming, it was a unique product of Spirit Beast Island! Only the experts of Spirit Beast Island possessed the secret techniques required to craft these devices capable of containing demon beasts.
Moreover, Spirit Beast Bags were never sold to outsiders — obtaining even one was impossible for anyone else. Yet here was Mo Xiaoqi, with a whole pile of them strung haphazardly across her waist. If she had no connection to Spirit Beast Island, how could she possibly possess so many?
And Spirit Beast Island was a name that resounded throughout the entire Star Boundary. Though it was not as vast as the Star God Palace or the Ghost Soul Palace, nor did it boast as many disciples under its banner, it remained a transcendent power unto itself!
The reason was simple — the owner of Spirit Beast Island, or rather its Island Master, was none other than one of the elusive Ten Great Emperors: the Beast Martial Great Emperor!
Rumor had it that on Spirit Beast Island existed a countless variety of demon beasts rarely seen in the outside world. Even the ancient Sacred Spirits had made the island their home. The birds and beasts on the island were beyond numbering.
So even though Spirit Beast Island was merely an island, and the Beast Martial Great Emperor had never opened its gates wide to recruit disciples, the island's deterrent presence in the Star Boundary was in no way inferior to that of the Ghost Soul Palace or the Star God Palace — both of which also had a Great Emperor watching over them.
The only thing was, Spirit Beast Island was located in the boundless eastern seas of the Extreme East Domain, a full hundred million miles from the Southern Domain. Jiang Lin had not initially connected Mo Xiaoqi's identity to Spirit Beast Island.
But as the head of a family, having witnessed the many miraculous methods Mo Xiaoqi had displayed, how could he not have his suspicions?
"Miss, what is your relationship with the Beast Martial Great Emperor?" Jiang Lin asked, seizing a brief moment between exchanges.
After all, as far as he knew, Spirit Beast Island did not widely recruit disciples. Those who lived on the island were all people who had some relation to the Beast Martial Great Emperor. If Mo Xiaoqi truly hailed from Spirit Beast Island, then she had to be either a relative or one of the Emperor's very few disciples!
How could the Jiang Family afford to provoke someone of that stature? They would be better off treating her like a revered ancestor.
Mo Xiaoqi merely stood within the water curtain of the Weak Water Bead, cradling Little Bat in one arm while stroking it with the other. At his words, she raised her eyes to the sky, looking thoroughly unconcerned.
The other members of the Jiang Family, upon hearing Jiang Lin's words, also saw the color drain from their faces. A chill shot straight to the tops of their heads. How could they still have the presence of mind to deal with the demon beasts' attacks?
The balance of the battle shifted immediately.
First, one of the Jiang Family's Elders let his attention lapse and was struck by a fireball from the Scarlet Fire Qilin. He let out a wretched scream on the spot and was melted away where he stood. Then another Jiang Family steward was slapped into a meat paste by the Silver-Maned Lion Tiger Beast, blood splattering across the ground in a sight too gruesome to behold.
From the black clouds conjured by the Blue-Eyed Ink-Scaled Flood Dragon, another figure came tumbling out.
Before the body even hit the ground, its life force had already extinguished. Once it landed, the head lolled to one side, and it lay there still forevermore.
In the span of a breath, three Jiang Family Void King Realm experts had perished!
Jiang Lin's eyes turned red at the sight. Sweeping aside the fear and worry in his heart, he bellowed, "Miss! No matter what your connection to the Beast Martial Great Emperor may be, today we have already torn all pretense apart — so either you die, or we do!"
The moment those words left his lips, the rest of the Jiang Family members straightened with renewed resolve.
Everyone knew that from this point on, there was nothing left but to fight with everything they had. Setting aside the blood feud that had already been forged, Mo Xiaoqi's background alone was far beyond what they could afford to offend. If they could not kill Mo Xiaoqi here today, then tomorrow there would be no place left in the entire Star Boundary for the Jiang Family to set foot.
Mo Xiaoqi wouldn't even need to lift a finger herself. She merely needed to let word slip, and countless experts would trip over each other to bring her the heads of every Jiang Family member present!
The opportunity to earn goodwill from Spirit Beast Island did not come often!
Once their resolve hardened, the Jiang Family group rallied and actually began clawing back their disadvantage.
But just then, the outcome of the Dao Source Realm battle in the distance appeared to have been decided.
With a scream, the entangled figures of Jiang Taisheng and Yang Kai clashed in midair before separating in an instant.
Yang Kai wore a look of casual ease. In contrast, Jiang Taisheng, who stood not far before him, was deathly pale with not a trace of blood in his face, a thin line of crimson seeping from the corner of his mouth — clearly having sustained a grievous wound!
This veteran Dao Source Realm powerhouse of a hundred years had been driven into a complete disadvantage in less than half the time it took to finish a cup of tea against Yang Kai.
He stared at Yang Kai with venomous hatred mingled with utter disbelief, unable to fathom how he had been bested by this young man.
Then he turned his gaze downward, and Jiang Taisheng's face darkened instantly!
With his keen eyesight, he could easily see that his own descendants below were also in dire trouble — he could not count on them for any help.
Perhaps today, in this very place, the Jiang Family's centuries of legacy would be buried for good.