Beast Tamer Ascension

Book 3 Chapter 14: Three Heads, Six Arms

Vol 3 Chapter 14: Three Heads, Six Arms
Lin Jing didn’t say much, nor did he wait for Senior Sister Ning’s instructions.

In an instant, a small, white-furred, red-footed monkey appeared beside him, its aura surging with battle intent.

This action made the other disciples of the Second Team of Thousand Illusions Mountain snap their eyes open in shock!

Many of them had attempted to conjure a Zhuyan during their illusion comprehension training, but all they managed to create were empty shells—mere shapes without spirit. They were completely unconvincing and utterly useless in combat.

However, what Lin Jing had manifested was completely different.

The brilliant blue eyes of his little Zhuyan seemed to contain an unparalleled will for battle.

Its entire body radiated a boiling war intent, mixed with a savage aura. A terrifying, primal beastly presence surged from it—wild yet profound.

This sudden emergence of a true prehistoric beast’s aura sent a terrifying chill down the spines of the three-sect cultivators who were locked in battle.

A primal instinct screamed at them—a beast was watching them.

In an instant, every one of them turned their gazes toward Lin Jing’s Zhuyan Phantom.

The moment their eyes met the phantom—their pupils shrank, their minds went blank.

“Another one!?”

“Wait a minute—something’s wrong with this one!!”

The Zhuyan within the trial ruins had always concealed its presence. No matter how many it had killed—cultivators or beasts alike—its aura was suppressed.

Even though the three-sect cultivators feared it, that fear never reached an extreme.

After all, those who had made it this far were resilient elite disciples from their respective sects.

But now—

With the appearance of this Zhuyan Phantom exuding the full might of a beastly predator, a sensation they had never felt before crashed into their minds.

The memories of their fellow disciples’ deaths—of their pet beasts being slaughtered—surged back, as if replaying in front of their eyes.

The threat of death they had experienced countless times before had never been as vivid as it was right now.

The battles they had fought… flashed through their minds again and again, as if forcing them to relive the moment of their own impending demise.

"No… no…!"

Just locking eyes with the little Zhuyan Phantom for a single moment was enough to make them hallucinate their own future deaths at its hands.

Their minds broke.

Their final mental defenses collapsed.

As the Zhuyan Phantom slowly stepped toward the center of the battlefield—

Within seconds, over a hundred disciples from the Myriad Beast Sect and Flower Sect completely lost their nerve.

In a blind panic, they abandoned the trial ruins entirely, choosing to flee immediately!

Meanwhile, the Thousand Illusions Mountain disciples, whom Lin Jing had not targeted, witnessed a scene of absolute horror—

Just a few steps from the Zhuyan Phantom had sent countless Foundation Establishment cultivators into utter madness.

Some screamed hysterically as if they had just seen a nightmare given form.

Some turned and ran without hesitation.

Some froze in place, bodies stiff with terror.

Some collapsed onto the ground, trembling uncontrollably—some even losing control of their bodily functions out of sheer terror.

Even though the Zhuyan’s battle aura wasn’t directed at the Thousand Illusions Mountain disciples, they still felt chills running down their spines.

"A pity… it's still just an illusion. It can only break enemies' spirits..."

"But in this case, because the three previous trials had already left such a deep impression on them, the Zhuyan’s might became even more effective..."

"Inverse Void Art… if I can learn it someday, then simply turning illusions into reality… would be terrifying beyond imagination."

Lin Jing followed behind the Zhuyan Phantom, looking at the crumbling willpower of the two-sect disciples.

Just as expected.

And at that moment—

The three-headed, six-armed Zhuyan that had been battling the three-sect cultivators turned its gaze toward Lin Jing.

"ROAR!!!"

Already heavily injured by the three-sect disciples, the trial’s little Zhuyan charged at Lin Jing.

At the same time—

The Zhuyan Phantom Lin Jing had manifested surged in power!

Its battle intent exploded, reaching the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

Its entire body was now covered in a brilliant azure spiritual aura, and it swung its fist toward the charging Zhuyan.

The disciples of Thousand Illusions Mountain watched from afar, their expressions intense.

"That… is an illusion…?"

"Wait—what did he just do?!"

What happened next shocked even the sect leaders.

"The highest form of illusion arts—infusing massive amounts of spiritual energy into an illusion, not to attack, but to turn it into a mental entity."

"Though it’s not as complete as the Inverse Void Art’s true materialization, its power is still incredible… Who is this disciple!? He’s not just manifesting a Zhuyan Phantom—he’s applying illusion techniques at a level we’ve never seen!"

Many of the Thousand Illusions Mountain disciples didn’t recognize Lin Jing.

But a few did know about the newcomer who had joined the sect less than two years ago.

Regardless of who he was—his name was now known among the elite disciples of Thousand Illusions Mountain.

Meanwhile, in the outside world—

A mass exodus of Myriad Beast Sect and Flower Sect disciples fled from the trial ruins, their minds completely shattered.

Their spirits were broken, their eyes filled with panic, hypersensitivity, and lingering fear.

The sect leaders of Myriad Beast Sect and Flower Sect immediately realized something had gone horribly wrong.

"What happened inside!?" the Flower Sect Master demanded.

She turned to one of her disciples for answers—

But the disciple was already too far gone.

He backed away in sheer horror, trembling violently, as if the sect master herself was the terrifying Zhuyan Phantom.

"D-don’t come near me…! I quit! I quit…!"

The Flower Sect Master frowned.

She waved her hand, sending a soft green light to envelop the terrified disciples, helping them regain some of their composure.

Then, she asked again.

"Lü Lian, what happened inside the ruins?"

A Core Disciple at Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment hesitated.

Her mind had gone blank, but as the memories returned, her expression changed dramatically.

She immediately turned to the sect master and reported:

"In the third trial, we were attacking the three-headed, six-armed Zhuyan… But then, another Zhuyan appeared!"

"That one… that Zhuyan… was different. It felt real. Like an ancient Zhuyan had been reborn. We were completely overwhelmed by its presence!"

Then—

Her eyes widened in shock as she realized something.

"No… No, wait! Sect Master! Reporting to Sect Master!"

"That wasn’t another Zhuyan. It was an illusion created by a Thousand Illusions Mountain disciple!"

"They succeeded in creating a Zhuyan Phantom with true battle presence! Just its aura alone nearly drove us insane!"

Her words left the Myriad Beast Sect’s Vice Sect Master in disbelief.

What?

A Thousand Illusions Mountain disciple actually managed to create a Zhuyan Phantom with true presence?

Impossible!

Even the Sect Master of Thousand Illusions Mountain, Huan Gongming, was stunned.

Seeing the two-sect disciples flee in terror had already made him feel something was off.

Now, hearing the Flower Sect disciple’s explanation—he could hardly believe his own ears.

But after a moment—

He suddenly burst into laughter.

"Who!? Who is this disciple!?"

"If they have no master, I shall take them as my direct disciple!"

The Nascent Soul Elders of Thousand Illusions Mountain were equally thrilled.

After all—

This was a Zhuyan.

Even reproducing a fraction of its presence was an astonishing feat.

Meanwhile—

Having effortlessly shattered the spirits of over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, Lin Jing finally moved onto his real task.

He imbued his Zhuyan Phantom with a mental entity, granting it some actual combat ability.

Then—

He delivered the final blow to the trial’s third-stage Zhuyan.

With that—

The three-headed, six-armed Zhuyan vanished.

Lin Jing received a drop of diluted Zhuyan blood, and in his mind—

A new technique appeared.

Three Heads, Six Arms!

—A technique that could be cultivated by both humans and beasts alike!