Zhang Xuan had truly dug his own grave this time around. Taming a few spirit beasts could give him a few more cards to play in times of crisis, but so many spirit beasts… There was truly no need for that.
But these fellows were insistent on taking him as their master, and none were willing to back down at all. If he were to turn them down, it could possibly result in an upheaval. It would be foolish to undo all of the effort that had gone into calming down the Cloudmist Ridge.
In other words… he had no choice but to accept all of the spirit beasts.
Indignant! Very indignant!
What in the world is this?
Putting everything aside, just taking in the souls of so many spirit beasts would put a huge burden on him. If not for Zhang Xuan's unbelievably powerful soul, he would have long lost his sense of self and gone insane!
But even so, he still suffered severe vertigo from having to take in so many souls, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
