Bloodthirst Sovereign

It seemed like there was always a whiff of romance in the air, which really ticked off the ancient beast, Dread Wyvern. With a scowl, its eerie eyes fixed on Timothy.

Morvran was startled.

Every time Dread Wyvern was summoned, it was almost always a matter of life and death for the Doomed Soul Sect.

And now, for some inexplicable reason, he had called upon Dread Wyvern, so it was no surprise that the creature was furious.

But Dread Wyvern was a sacred beast that had fought alongside the original sect leader of the Doomed Soul Sect, and it was even stronger than Morvran.

If it was fully provoked, the consequences could be dire.

Morvran hurried forward, trying to calm the raging beast.

But Timothy, noticing the tension, sauntered up to Dread Wyvern and exclaimed in awe.

"Wow, what a huge Wyvern!"

Then, without any hesitation, he patted Dread Wyvern on the head.

At that moment, Morvran turned pale, his heart pounding.

How revered was the sacred beast, Dread Wyvern?

It was a ferocious creature that had slaughtered countless righteous foes alongside the sect's first leader, and no one had ever tamed it.

In the Doomed Soul Sect, its status was almost equal to that of the sect leader.

Even Morvran himself wouldn't dare touch it, yet Timothy had just casually stroked Dread Wyvern's head!

This was bad news!

Before Morvran could intervene, it was too late. A chilling, baby-like wail echoed throughout the Doomed Soul Sect.

A howling wind swept up from Dread Wyvern's massive form, its sinister vertical pupils filled with bone-chilling cold and fury.

Dread Wyvern was thoroughly enraged, its huge claws, mixed with a fierce wind, lashed out at Timothy, clearly intending to kill him on the spot.

"Get out of the way!" Morvran cried out in horror.

If that claw hit, even if Timothy was incredibly strong, he would surely die.

But Timothy, targeted by Dread Wyvern, showed no intention of dodging. Calmly, he pulled out a bonding stone from his pocket.

The stone emitted a soft blue light, its halo flickering peacefully, and a thread of its essence quietly flowed into Dread Wyvern's massive body.

In an instant, the murderous aura and fierce momentum of Dread Wyvern froze.

A strange chill emerged, and even with its thick feathers, it felt as if it was plunged into an icy pit, as if thousands of sharp ice blades were hanging over its head.

Contained within this small stone was the oppressive force of an Emperor-level powerhouse!

The immense pressure was terrifying, like a towering mountain hanging overhead, making it hard for Dread Wyvern to breathe.

Overwhelmed by boundless fear, the once fearsome Dread Wyvern, which had dominated the world and left behind a notorious legacy, now trembled uncontrollably.

It seemed to sense clearly that if it harbored any murderous intent, it would be reduced to ashes before it could strike, obliterated in an instant!

It was precisely because of its limited intelligence that it could sense the terror of death more acutely.

Its claws returned to the ground, and the once fierce Dread Wyvern completely cowered.

Trembling, its massive body gradually bowed down, and its huge head dared not resist any longer, resting in front of Timothy.

"That's more like it," Timothy said, satisfied as he patted its head.

Indeed, the wife's tools are the most useful.

Although he had to avoid using the bonding stone's oppressive force on others to keep from revealing too much, it was fine to use it on such a beast.

"Good boy, good boy," Timothy soothed as he stroked Dread Wyvern's head, just like petting a well-behaved little dog.

Watching this scene unfold, Morvran almost cried tears of relief.

He still fantasized about one day getting revenge on Timothy, but not only had the sect's disciples become his fervent followers, even Dread Wyvern had meekly submitted.

At this rate, wouldn't he, the sect leader, soon be replaced?

[Strong impact on Dread Wyvern's view of life as a beast]

[Strong impact on Morvran's worldview]

[Completed hidden mission, conquered the entire Doomed Soul Sect]

[Reward unlocked: First meridian of the Ancient Saintly Body]

"A hidden mission triggered!"

Hearing the system's notification, Timothy was thrilled.

And the reward was beyond his expectations.

"The first meridian of the Ancient Saintly Body?"

It seemed that his Ancient Saintly Body had a total of eight meridians.

Each meridian was like a shackle,once unlocked, it would release the hidden power of the Saintly Body.

As the system's voice faded, suddenly, flames surged up, instantly burning the clothes on Timothy's arms to ashes.

On his arms appeared fiery, molten gold patterns, radiating intense heat.

An immense aura burst forth from within him, majestic and solid as a mountain, impenetrable.

Amidst the flames, Timothy's eyes sparkled.

He had just stepped into the Energy Foundation phase, but in an instant, he seemed like a divine being, exuding an overwhelming presence.

"So this is the Ancient Saintly Body with the first meridian unlocked?"

Exhaling a breath that seemed to carry a Cosmic Aura, Timothy couldn't help but clench his fists.

He felt as if his fists contained the power to shake mountains and destroy cities.

And this was just the first meridian,if all eight were unlocked, what a terrifying force he would become!

No wonder the Ancient Saintly Body was considered the most mystical and sacred body.

Not only was it mysterious and rare, but it was also extremely difficult to unlock.

Without the system, even someone possessing the Ancient Saintly Body might never be able to unlock its potential!

The sacred beast Dread Wyvern lay humbly on the ground, the four pillars of light from the protective formation slowly faded, and the dark clouds in the sky also began to disperse.

The entire Doomed Soul Sect seemed to relax.

But just then, a cold voice echoed from the horizon.

"What a grand setup,you've even activated your strongest defense formation. Who exactly are you welcoming?"

"Thanks to you, I've found this place."

"Otherwise, those petty tricks outside would have really been a nuisance."

From the clouds, two figures approached.

One was an old man in a black robe, his face gaunt but emitting a strange aura.

The other was a giant of a man, standing at 6 feet 9 inches tall, with a physique much more robust than an average person.

"The one called Bloodthirst Sovereign, Drevok!" Morvran's pupils suddenly dilated.

His worst fears realized, Drevok was one of his most dreaded adversaries.

With mid-stage Mystic Core strength and mastery of bizarre and unparalleled techniques.

And his nephew, though lesser in cultivation, was unmatched in physical strength.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't him who had breached the Inferno Tower, but he had come nonetheless!

"Bloodthirst Sovereign, our grudges have been resolved,what brings you here?" Morvran was clearly apprehensive.

"What brings you here?"

"Hmph, today, I've come to take this young man's life!" Drevok snorted coldly, his gaze chillingly fixed on Timothy.