A weak aura emanated from the body of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, its form trembling slightly. After a brief struggle, it fell heavily to the ground.
Upon witnessing this, Ding Fanâs eyes filled with surprise and joy. To be honest, Ding Fan had spent a lot of time and energy on this Ancient Magical Spirit Beast. Now that it finally couldnât hold on, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhuge Qing turned his gaze towards Ding Fanâs direction. When their eyes met, Ding Fanâs lips curled subtly, and he said to Zhuge Qing:
"Brother Zhuge, letâs take a look together at why this Ancient Magical Spirit Beast is so formidable?"
Upon hearing Ding Fanâs words, Zhuge Qing nodded slowly.
As Ding Fan and Zhuge Qing were conversing, Xia Ling and the Yuan brothers were shocked to speak:
"That Ancient Magical Spirit Beast was subdued by Brother Ding and the others? Itâs unbelievable, who would have thought that such a powerful beast would meet such an end!"
While Xia Ling and the others were secretly astonished, Ding Fan and Zhuge Qing slowly walked to the front of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast. Staring at the weakened beast lying on the ground, their eyes were full of hope.
Seeing this, Ding Fanâs eyes flickered with a mysterious light, and he softly said:
"In this Sirius Tomb, treasures often coexist with danger. Since this Ancient Magical Spirit Beast appeared here, there must be a rare treasure nearby!"
Upon hearing Ding Fanâs words, Zhuge Qing opened his eyes wide and looked at Ding Fan in shock.
Seeing Zhuge Qingâs shocked expression, Ding Fanâs eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a brief hesitation, he said to Zhuge Qing:
"Donât be surprised; the Sirius Tomb is inherently like this, with danger and opportunity coexisting. Perhaps the appearance of this Ancient Magical Spirit Beast was also to guard the treasure here!"
After hearing Ding Fanâs words, Zhuge Qingâs face showed a pensive look. He then said to Ding Fan in astonishment:
"Brother Ding, youâre right! With such a terrifying Divine Beast guarding, one can imagine how precious this treasure must be!"
As Ding Fan and Zhuge Qing talked, the ancient magical beastâs eyes showed a trace of sadness, and weak howls erupted from its mouth.
Hearing the howls, Ding Fan squinted his eyes slightly, placing his palm gently on the beastâs body.
Zhuge Qing watched Ding Fanâs actions with confusion, uncertain about his intentions, but trusted Ding Fan enough to watch from the side.
As Ding Fan felt the beastâs body, a sudden realization flashed through his eyes. He took several glowing Medicine Pills from his storage ring.
The pills were emanating a rich Life Force. Gazing at the green medicine, Ding Fan sent them into the beastâs mouth.
Seeing this, Zhuge Qing was horrified and exclaimed:
"Brother Ding, what are you doing!"
Ding Fan, hearing Zhuge Qing, calmly replied:
"Nothing, I just want to heal it..."
Zhuge Qing, shocked, responded:
"Brother Ding, are you crazy? We went through so much to injure it, and now youâre healing it. Arenât you afraid itâll attack us again!"
Ding Fan, hearing Zhuge Qing, smiled slightly and replied:
"Iâm not crazy. This Ancient Magical Spirit Beast being alive is far more meaningful than its death!"
As Ding Fan spoke, he had already sent the Medicine Pill into the beastâs mouth. After consuming the pill, a surge of rich Life Force erupted from the beast, and its ghastly wounds began to heal gradually.
With its wounds healing from Ding Fanâs Medicine Pill, the beastâs eyesâhuge as a bronze basinâstared directly at Ding Fan, with an indescribable glimmer in them.
Zhuge Qing, seeing this, exclaimed in disbelief:
"Brother Ding, this... the Ancient Magical Spirit Beastâs wounds have recovered two or three-tenths. If this continues, we might not be a match for it!"
Ding Fan shook his head gently at Zhuge Qing and said:
"Itâs okay, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast wonât attack us!"
Hearing this, Zhuge Qing said in shock:
"It wonât attack us? How is that possible! This Magical Beast must hate us to the core, eager to kill us!"
Ding Fan calmly replied to Zhuge Qing:
"Brother Zhuge, no need to worry, everything is under my control!"
Zhuge Qing squinted his eyes slowly, watching as the beastâs wounds continued to heal. In no time, it stood up, emanating a powerful aura.
The onlookers were all filled with amazement as they sensed the beastâs imposing presence, becoming cautious.
Xia Ling, observing the massive body of the beast, expressed her concern to Ding Fan:
"Brother Ding, leave quickly. The beastâs wounds have healed completely, and it might attack you furiously!"
Ding Fan replied to Xia Ling:
"It wonât, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast wonât attack us!"
Speaking confidently, Ding Fan smiled slightly, his face full of self-assurance, eyes fixed on the beast.
The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast slowly lifted its body, gazing at Ding Fan, sending waves of violent energy from its enormous form.
Zhuge Qing tightened his body, unleashing his fierce aura as he saw this.
Watching Zhuge Qingâs reaction, Ding Fan smiled slightly and continued staring at the beast.
After a momentary confrontation, the beastâs mouth unleashed a violent surge, causing the ground around Ding Fan to tremble.
Seeing this, Zhuge Qing felt a heavy weight in his eyes, his previously tense body now quivering slightly.
Observing Zhuge Qing, Ding Fan reached out to restrain Zhuge Qingâs body, his eyes once again locking with the beastâs, radiating an intense brilliance.
Feeling Ding Fanâs gaze, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beastâs eyes, large as bronze plates, flickered slightly, its massive form trembling. Then its giant head lowered slowly towards Ding Fan.
Soon, the huge head was right before Ding Fan, and a gentle aura emanated from the beast.
Zhuge Qing looked on incredulously, his eyes darting between Ding Fan and the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.