Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1860: 479: Nine-Serene Mastiff in Peril! (part 3)
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Right now, the White Tiger Mountain Array served as a protective shield, while numerous Second Rank Puppets launched assaults on the Spirit Ring to ease the burden on the Nine Netherhound and gain precious moments.
Upon spotting the advancing puppets, Ying’er’s razor-sharp claws abruptly stretched out, swiftly shaping into multiple edges that shredded over a dozen of them in an instant.
The cultivators from the Lu Family atop White Tiger Mountain beheld this sight, filled with a mix of heartache and sheer fright.
Building each Second Rank Puppet demanded immense time and labor, and now more than a dozen had been torn to shreds right away—it was downright horrifying!
"Talisman Tactics!"
Yet, as the central hub for puppets of the Heavenly Talisman Lu Family, White Tiger Mountain boasted tremendous strength, extending beyond mere puppet forces to include potent talisman strategies as well.
A handful of cultivators directed the puppets, hurling talismans at Ying’er and triggering their effects.
"Annoying!"
Ying’er itched to handle these pesky Lu Family cultivators.
But should she divert her attention even briefly, the Nine Netherhound might slip away from the Spirit Ring and strike back at her.
In that instant, a twinge of regret washed over her, as she realized she had misjudged her foes. Never had she anticipated the Lu Family’s spirit beast to be so alert, sensing her approach right from the start.
Her fingers wove intricate gesture seals, dark black radiance surged through her form, her presence intensified swiftly, and eerie black strands sprouted on her face and arms.
Her hands nearly morphed into feline paws, with talons bending into sharp hooks, reaching half a foot in length, shining with icy sheen, etched in shadowy violet designs.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!"
A burst of savage force propelled Ying’er to create multiple shadowy duplicates, all rushing forward at the Nine Netherhound together.
The Spirit Ring gleamed with intense light, relentlessly pinning down the Nine Netherhound, blocking its injuries from mending as fresh blood poured out, which in turn amplified the ring’s hold over it.
"Roar!!!"
The Nine Netherhound let out a fierce bellow, crimson liquid streaming from its frame, holding out with unyielding defiance, as its shedding dark pelt and plates transformed into sharp needles and whirling blades that lashed at Ying’er.
Observing the perilous state of the Nine Netherhound, Lu Xuanyu unleashed his secret weapon, a Talisman Treasure, directing it toward the Beast Taming Ring, and yelled to it: "Nine Nether, hurry and escape! Return to Bi Lake Mountain!"
He could clearly tell that Ying’er’s moves were aimed squarely at the Nine Netherhound.
No matter what, the Nine Netherhound could not be allowed to fall!
Once it made it back to Bi Lake Mountain, bolstered by the Bi Lake Mountain Great Formation and the defenses set up by his grandfather, they could transform peril into security!
"Roar!!!"
The Nine Netherhound understood too that prolonging the fight would sap its vitality, leaving it no match against the Spirit Ring.
Its whole body erupted in jet-black bristles, unleashing a devilish aura that pierced the heavens, laced with a bloody crimson chill, just managing to wrench loose from the Spirit Ring, striving to flee in the direction of Bi Lake Mountain.
"Where do you think you’re going!"
Ying’er’s gaze, blending deep green and sky blue, flashed with icy resolve, as her captivating silhouette, draped in a shadowy cape and supple dark armor, whirled around fiercely, ripping through every approaching puppet, persisting in her pursuit of the Nine Netherhound.
She noted the Nine Netherhound’s path leading straight to Bi Lake Mountain and deduced that White Tiger Mountain had already alerted Bi Lake Mountain, probably summoning aid, aiming for a quick end to the threat.
"Roar!"
The Nine Netherhound, battered by the persistent strikes from the Spirit Ring, battled with all its might to push through, its form soaring amid a trail of gore.
As the devoted follower of the Nether Moon Saintess and a specialist in stealthy kills, Ying’er possessed blistering speed, doggedly tailing her target while wielding the Spirit Ring to keep the Nine Netherhound in check, and revealing her own ace move.
Nevertheless, as a Heavenly Grade Bloodline Demon Beast raised with Lu Changsheng’s vast resources, the Nine Netherhound had forged an Immortal Golden Core, granting it mighty battle prowess; it soon steadied its wounds against the Spirit Ring’s pressure, steadily retreating toward Bi Lake Mountain.
On the other side.
Within Bi Lake Mountain’s Mount Sumeru Cave Heaven.
Through the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror, Lu Miaoyun watched the events unfolding at White Tiger Mountain, her heart pounding with growing unease.
Even though Lu Ping’an was rushing over with the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox to lend aid,
the sight of Little Black suffering grave harm still ignited her deep concerns.
Ying’er’s approach was blatantly tailored, zeroing in on the Nine Netherhound from the outset.
"I hope Ping’an can arrive in time."
As the Nine Netherhound burst free from White Tiger Mountain, clearly bound for Bi Lake Mountain, Lu Miaoyun whispered her hopes inwardly.
After a brief reflection, she dispatched a transmission to her spouse, Lu Changsheng.
After all, Little Black stood as her husband’s inaugural spirit pet, nurtured across countless years until it finally ascended to the Third Rank. Should harm befall it, she dreaded the fallout they might face.