Most of the beast tamers who can join the legion have skills suitable for combat and their realm is above the Wilderness Level.

There are three types of beasts: sea, land and air, and the types of beasts are very diverse.

For example, in the beast category, there are "Raging Lion", "Dark Blade Mantis", "War Treant"...

Aerial combat units, "Thousand Illusionary Dragon", "Blazwing Thunder Beast", "Cangling Cloud Eagle"...

Sea beasts, such as the "Blue Moon Carp", "Sand Sea Crocodile", and "Abyssal Demon Whale"...

There are also some special ones, such as the mechanical beastman "Spiritual Mechanical Warrior", the auspicious beast "Lucky Beast", some elves and energy beasts formed by pure elements.

Although there is such a classification, in fact, at the level of the Wilderness Rank, basically all beasts can adapt to different environments.

Even the fire-type "Mad Flame Lion" can survive and fight underwater, but the effects of many skills will be greatly weakened.

The "White Tiger" was suspended in mid-air, looking down at the many beasts on the ground.

Suddenly, its wings spread out, and dense white feathers condensed and appeared in the air behind it, like sharp blades spread out in the air.

The fierce murderous aura suppressed all the beasts on the ground, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Seeing the White Tiger's posture, the other beastmasters felt a surge of anxiety. Was the White Tiger leader planning to attack them? Was he dissatisfied with their training?

Perhaps only the "Bi'e Wandering Dragon" Cang'e was unaffected at this moment. He shouted in surprise, "White Tiger, even if their performance was not good, it doesn't deserve this. No, no."

White Tiger glanced at it and said lightly, "Noisy."

Then he controlled the silver feathers that emitted the aura of killing weapons and dropped them towards all the beasts on the ground, but he did not receive the order from the "White Tiger".

Even though the feather blade was about to fall in front of them, no matter how terrified these beast masters looked, not a single one of them made a dodging move.

Ignoring the second-rate guy who was holding him back, "White Tiger" curled the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

Although Silver Feather fell quickly, he did not actually attack the beasts. Instead, he stopped steadily in front of them.

"Drop a trace of blood on it. If you don't have blood, use your mental power to temper it. If you don't have either, just use more skills on Yin Yu.

After being infected by your aura, this silver feather will be bound to you, serving as proof of your identity as a member of the Beast Taming Legion in the Beast Taming City, and no one can impersonate you.

Also, keep this silver feather safe; it might even save your life on the battlefield."

There are countless Beast Tamers in this world that have the ability to transform and change shape, so when traveling outside the Beast Taming City, "White Tiger" has to be on guard against this kind of Beast Tamers.

After hearing White Tiger's words, the restraint and fear in the eyes of all the beasts gradually turned into surprise and impatience. After all, no beast would complain about having too many ways to save its life.

"Hey, it's so useful. Commander, give me one too." Cang'e became interested when he heard that the silver feather had the effect of saving lives.

"You and I are at the same realm, so there's no need." Faced with Cang'e's request, "White Tiger" refused without hesitation. They were both at the same realm, and he could kill it and replace it. There was no need for him to join the legion as a spy.

However, facing the rejection of "White Tiger", Cang'e seemed unusually persistent, "Brother Bai, Brother Tiger, I want it too. As the deputy leader, how come you don't have something that's the symbol of the legion?

If we tell anyone about this, they'll think our army is splitting up and falling out. ...Brother Tiger, please, just give me one."

How does it feel when a scoundrel suddenly changes his temper and starts acting like a spoiled brat? Even the frosty and cold-natured "White Tiger" couldn't keep his expression steady, a look of fear in his eyes.

"Shut up." The "White Tiger" growled. While trying hard to maintain its aura of keeping strangers away, it quickly condensed a new silver feather around it and threw it to Cang'e.

Having achieved his goal, Cang'e shut up instantly, with a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. It seemed that he knew how to deal with this cold and indifferent big ice block.

After all the beasts in the legion had imbued their silver feathers with their own aura, White Tiger said to Cang'e, who was laughing at something beside him:

"Wait a minute, I will divide these beasts into two teams. You and I will each lead a team and start patrolling outside the city."

After training for so many days, it’s finally time to go out and do something big. Cang’e’s eyes showed excitement.

As for the idea of ​​each leading a pair, it had no objection at all. Anyway, when the time came, it would be more likely for it to take action itself. As for how many beasts it had with it, that was not within its consideration at all.

"This is the first time we're training outside the city. I'll have two Mechanical Beast Tamers filming the entire process, and then we'll analyze it when we return to the city. I hope you can train your Beast Tamers well."

"White Tiger" had long been wary of Cang'e's unreliable behavior, so he added this sentence.

Hearing this, Cang'e's face darkened instantly, and he replied sullenly, "I see. It's really troublesome."

White Tiger divided all the beasts into two teams and explained the captains of each team. Then he announced in a cold voice,

"Team One, follow me."

Until the first team walked a long way away, the beast masters of the second team looked at this unreliable deputy leader with some surprise. At the same time, they felt a little uneasy and sensed the darkness of their future life.

Cang'e sensed the distrust in the gazes of the many beast masters, and his expression darkened. "Team Two, follow me."

After leaving Qingyang City, the two mighty teams headed towards the north and west respectively.

…

Chinese time, June 17, 553 in the new calendar.

Luo Chen sat cross-legged beside the lake, staring calmly at the ball of light in front of him. Inside was the "Quetzalcoatl" that was evolving and nurturing. This process had been going on for a year.

Today, Luo Chen had a feeling that it was about to be born, so he was guarding it here now.

When Luo Chen's mind was empty and he was enjoying this rare moment of tranquility, Luo Yuheng walked over from the other side of the lake.

"The spiritual energy between heaven and earth has become increasingly thin. Now it's even less concentrated than before the secret realm merged into Earth."

Following these words, Luo Yuheng sat down next to Luo Chen by the lake.

Luo Chen came back to his senses from his distraction, turned his head to look at Luo Yuheng, and asked uncertainly:

"Have you been out of town recently?"

Luo Chen asked this because the concentration of spiritual energy in Qingyang City has not changed from the beginning to the end, and it has even become more concentrated.

Only outside Qingyang City would the concentration of spiritual energy decrease rapidly due to the voracious consumption of "Jianmu".

Luo Yuheng nodded slightly. "After Baihu and his men cleared the area outside the city, there's no need to worry about safety issues. I took some time to go out and take a look."