Yuan Ming shook his head and was about to continue forward when suddenly, from deep within the flower bushes, came the hissing of a group of snakes and a cacophony of bird cries. It seemed that the white eagle and the green snake in the flower bushes were fighting, causing the mist in the bushes to surge.

However, the location of the eagle-snake battle seemed to be deep within the flower bushes, quite far from the outside, making it difficult to see the specific situation.

“It seems that the white eagle is heading straight for the flower bushes. Could it be that it wants to catch a few green snakes to fill its stomach?” Yuan Ming squinted his eyes, activated the Death Moon method, and projected his soul out of his body, floating towards the depths of the flower bushes.

The soul is a Yin entity, and it is quite uncomfortable to leave the body during the day. However, if the distance is not too far, it can still withstand it.

It was rare to encounter a good fierce beast, and missing the opportunity always left a sense of regret.

The pollen of the flowers is harmful to the human body, but it has no effect on the soul. Yuan Ming’s soul arrived at the deeper part of the flower bushes without any impact and stopped.

This was already the limit of projecting his soul, unable to continue forward. Fortunately, he could already see the white eagle and the green snake.

As he focused his gaze, he couldn’t help but exclaim softly.

The white eagle was circling in the low sky, occasionally diving down.

On the ground, the green snakes gathered, forming a group of hundreds, confronting the white eagle.

Among the snake group, there was a green giant python that was several times larger than the other green snakes. Its whole body was covered in armor-like bright green scales, and it had a green fleshy lump resembling a horn on its head, seemingly the snake king.

The snake king coiled into a snake cake, lying horizontally over a not-so-small pit, inside of which were dozens of green snake eggs.

The target of the white eagle seemed to be these snake eggs. Every time it dove down, it went straight for the pit, while the snake king and the other green snakes desperately blocked it.

The snake king had tough scales, great strength, and exceptional speed. It blocked most of the white eagle’s attacks, and the remaining attacks were taken over by the other green snakes. It was temporarily unclear who would win or lose.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Ming suddenly had an idea. His soul quickly returned to his body.

He muttered some words, and a faint green color appeared on his skin. His aura also began to converge, quickly blending him into the surrounding grass, making it difficult to perceive even if someone stood nearby.

As for his magical aura, it was completely concealed, thanks to the effect of the Wood Concealment technique.

A yellow rabbit ran over from nearby and started nibbling on a wild grass similar to green vegetables in the grass.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows and waved his hand at the yellow rabbit. Surprisingly, the usually alert rabbit didn’t notice him at all.

“The effect of the Wood Concealment technique is quite good.” He nodded secretly, held his breath, and walked towards the flower bushes.

The yellow rabbit heard the sound and finally noticed Yuan Ming’s presence, quickly fleeing.

Yuan Ming ignored it and soon arrived at the edge of the flower bushes, stopping his steps.

As far as he knew, ordinary flower pollen toxins enter the human body through breathing, causing poisoning. However, these pollen lotuses didn’t seem to be ordinary toxins, so he needed to test if holding his breath could isolate them.

After a few breaths, his body showed no abnormalities, and his tense heart finally relaxed. He quickly held his breath and entered the flower bushes.

It seemed that all the venomous snakes in the flower bushes had been lured away by the white eagle. Yuan Ming didn’t encounter a single one as he quickly arrived at the spot where his soul had stood before, looking towards the ongoing battle.

The white eagle dived down once again but was still blocked by the snake king and the other green snakes.

The white eagle let out a sharp cry, seemingly angered. Its large wings suddenly flapped violently, causing a hurricane-like wind to rise around it. Many lotus flowers bent down and broke with a cracking sound, and many green snakes were blown away. The snake king was also blown away from the pit.

The white eagle’s claws turned into two black shadows and went straight for the snake eggs in the pit.

The snake king became furious, opening its blood-filled mouth and biting directly at the white eagle’s claws. Its tail also whipped towards the white eagle’s body.

With a loud bang, the white eagle’s large body was sent flying by the snake’s tail. Large feathers shattered and fell, and the area where it was hit visibly sank, indicating that it was seriously injured.

But the white eagle’s claws also broke through the snake king’s obstruction and successfully grabbed two snake eggs, flapping its wings and flying high.

Yuan Ming was waiting for this moment. He formed a hand seal with his right hand.

Suddenly, several lotus stems near the pit rose from the ground, elongating in the wind and entwining around the white eagle’s body, causing its soaring momentum to come to a halt.

The snake king, who was originally in a state of shock and anger, saw this scene and immediately let out a hissing sound from its mouth. Its snake body leaped upwards and, taking advantage of the white eagle’s unstable figure, wrapped around its body, firmly binding one of its wings.

The white eagle, caught off guard, fell to the ground.

The snake king opened its blood-filled mouth and bit down on the white eagle’s neck. Other nearby green snakes also pounced.

The white eagle struggled in anger, but with its wing restrained by the snake king, it couldn’t stop so many green snakes. Its body was quickly submerged by the snake group.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Ming’s expression changed slightly.

He interfered with the white eagle to let it be injured by the group of snakes so that he could seize the opportunity to tame it. Unexpectedly, the snake king reacted so quickly and instantly trapped the white eagle.

If he let this eagle die here, all his plans would be in vain.

Yuan Ming formed another hand seal, this time using the Wood Thorn technique.

With a “clatter” sound near the pit, five sharp wooden thorns suddenly emerged from the ground, piercing through the snake group and piercing through the bodies of more than a dozen green snakes. Two of the wooden thorns even pierced the snake king’s body.

The snake king didn’t expect another attack at this moment. It screamed in pain, and its entwined body with the white eagle loosened.

The nearby lotus stems extended once again, but this time their target was the snake king, entwining its body.

The white eagle escaped from death and immediately displayed the Wind Drum technique it had used before, rapidly flapping its wings and creating afterimages.

A gust of wind suddenly erupted, blowing away all the surrounding green snakes. The snake king was also blown several feet away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the white eagle flapped its wings and flew unsteadily, rushing towards the depths of the swamp.The Serpent King roared at the white eagle, but did not futilely pursue it. The figure of the white eagle quickly disappeared into the mist.

Not far away, in a cluster of flowers, Yuan Ming’s figure also vanished.

The white eagle struggled to flap its wings, flying towards its nest deep in the swamp.

It often preyed on various poisonous snakes in the swamp, especially the green-spotted snakes in the pink lotus cluster, and had developed a certain resistance to snake venom. However, this time it fell into a swarm of snakes and was bitten by countless green-spotted venomous snakes. The venom of the Serpent King was particularly potent, causing the white eagle’s body to become weak and its flying speed to be less than half of what it was before.

The white eagle was quite powerful, its intelligence comparable to that of an ordinary human. A hint of human-like hatred shone in its eyes. It had almost died in the swarm of green-spotted snakes, and it vowed to take revenge once it had recovered from its injuries.

However, the strange movement of the lotus stem just now was quite peculiar. To its knowledge, those green-spotted venomous snakes did not possess the ability to control plants.

The white eagle suddenly remembered the cultivator who had been hiding in the grass before entering the flower cluster. Could it have been his doing?

At that moment, a green shadow flashed through the nearby mist. A green long sword shot out, aiming straight for the white eagle’s chest.

The white eagle was startled and quickly dodged to the side, barely avoiding the sword’s blade.

The long sword, which should have passed by, suddenly changed direction as if driven by an invisible hand. With a “puff”, it pierced one of the white eagle’s wings, passing right through.

The white eagle, already struggling to fly, was severely injured by this attack and immediately plunged downwards.

Yuan Ming, holding an incense burner in one hand, appeared following the green long sword and pursued the eagle.

Seeing Yuan Ming, the white eagle was first taken aback, then filled with rage, realizing that the previous anomalies were all his doing.

Its uninjured wing suddenly spread out, and a blue light surged from its surface.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Over a dozen feathers shot out, emitting piercing shrieks as they aimed for Yuan Ming.

These feathers were not shot out randomly; each one had a clear target. Although there were only a dozen or so, they blocked all of Yuan Ming’s possible escape routes.

Yuan Ming’s face darkened. Sensing the direction of the feathers with his soul power, he immediately interrupted his object control technique.

The green light on the incense burner suddenly disappeared, and he, along with the incense burner, began to fall.

The white eagle had calculated all of Yuan Ming’s possible evasion routes, but it had not expected him to suddenly plummet, causing all of its feathers to miss their target.

Yuan Ming once again used the object control technique, and the green light on the incense burner reappeared, stabilizing his body.

The white eagle was both shocked and furious. Just as it was about to attack again, a green shadow shot out from another direction. It was the Green Fish Sword, which with a “puff”, pierced through the eagle’s uninjured wing.

With both wings injured, the white eagle could no longer maintain its balance and fell downwards, landing with a splash in a water pit, causing a large splash.

A green light flashed in a nearby bush, and numerous branches quickly extended, wrapping around the white eagle’s body and forming a cage of branches in an instant.

The white eagle was both shocked and furious, struggling desperately to break free.

The eagle’s strength far exceeded that of the green snakes and the grey fox from before. The cage of branches shook violently, but it was much sturdier than the previous grass cage. Despite the shaking, there was no sign of damage.

Yuan Ming floated down from mid-air and landed in front of the white eagle. He placed one hand on the eagle’s head and began to use the beast control technique.

Black energy surged from his palm, like a hungry wolf seeing delicious food, and all of it entered the white eagle’s head.

The white eagle’s body shook violently, and it let out a painful cry, struggling even more fiercely.

However, in its current state, such struggles were meaningless. It was impossible to break free from the tree cage.

Yuan Ming focused on using the beast control technique, and soon a quarter of an hour had passed.

The white eagle showed no signs of submission, its will to resist seemed even stronger than before.

Yuan Ming was not surprised. Judging from its previous confrontation with the swarm of snakes, the eagle’s strength was definitely at the upper level of the first rank. It would not be easy to subdue.

However, he was not overly worried. His mana had reached the sixth layer of Qi Refining, and after completing the first layer of the Death Moon method, his soul power far exceeded that of his peers. As long as there were no external factors interfering, he could barely manage to use the beast control technique continuously for an hour.

Such a long duration of casting was beyond the capabilities of a Qi Refining cultivator. Yuan Ming did not believe that any first-rank fierce beast could withstand it.

The only thing he needed to be careful of was the intensity of his casting. He must not accidentally destroy the white eagle’s soul, or all his previous efforts would be wasted.

(End of Chapter)