Chapter 2063: Chapter 682: Nine-Serene Mastiff in Peril! (Part 3) At this moment, the White Tiger Mountain Array acted as a barrier, as dozens of Second Rank Puppets attacked the Spirit Ring to relieve the pressure on the Nine Netherhound and buy time. Seeing the charging puppets, Ying’er’s sharp claws suddenly expanded, instantly forming several blades that tore more than a dozen puppets apart. The Lu Family cultivators at White Tiger Mountain witnessed this scene with both distress and terror. Crafting a Second Rank Puppet required a lot of time and effort, and yet more than a dozen were instantly ripped apart—it was terrifying! "Talisman Tactics!" However, White Tiger Mountain, being the puppet base of the Heavenly Talisman Lu Family, was formidable in power, not only with puppet armies but also with talisman tactics. Several cultivators controlled the puppets, attacking Ying’er with talismans and activating them. "Annoying!" Ying’er wanted to deal with these annoying Lu Family cultivators. But if she lost focus for a moment, the Nine Netherhound would break free from the Spirit Ring and attack her. At this moment, she felt a bit regretful, thinking she had underestimated the enemy. She hadn’t expected the Lu Family’s spiritual beast to be so vigilant, discovering her presence directly. Her hands formed gesture incantations, her body flowing with dark, black light, her aura rising rapidly, and ghostly black hair grew on her cheeks and hands. Her hands almost transformed into cat claws, with nails curved into hooks, half a foot long, gleaming with a cold light, flowing with dark purple patterns. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!" With a surge of fierce energy, Ying’er formed several shadow clones, charging together at the Nine Netherhound. The Spirit Ring radiated brilliantly, continuously suppressing the Nine Netherhound, preventing its wounds from healing as blood gushed forth, enhancing the ring’s suppressive power on it. "Roar!!!" The Nine Netherhound howled, blood flowing from its body, stubbornly resisting, while its falling black fur and scales turned into pine needles and flying daggers attacking Ying’er. Lu Xuanyu, seeing the dangerous situation of the Nine Netherhound, sacrificed his trump card, a Talisman Treasure, to blast at the Beast Taming Ring, shouting to it: "Nine Nether, hurry and escape! Return to Bi Lake Mountain!" He had already seen that Ying’er’s techniques were clearly directed at the Nine Netherhound. Under any circumstances, the Nine Netherhound must not be lost! As long as it escapes back to Bi Lake Mountain, with the Bi Lake Mountain Great Formation and the various measures prepared by his grandfather, they could turn danger into safety! "Roar!!!" The Nine Netherhound also realized that continuing the standoff would drain its energy, unable to contend with the Spirit Ring. Its entire body bristled with pitch-black fur, emitting a demonic aura that soared into the sky, tinged with a blood-red, chilling glow, barely breaking free from the Spirit Ring, attempting to escape toward Bi Lake Mountain. "Where do you think you’re going!" Ying’er’s eyes, a mix of dark green and azure blue, gleamed coldly, as her alluring figure enveloped in a black cloak and dark soft armor spun rapidly, tearing all incoming puppets to pieces, continuing to chase the Nine Netherhound. She saw that the Nine Netherhound was fleeing toward Bi Lake Mountain and realized White Tiger Mountain had already communicated with Bi Lake Mountain, likely with reinforcements on the way, intent on a swift resolution. "Roar!" The Nine Netherhound, facing the continually attacking Spirit Ring, fought desperately to break through, its entire body flying in a stream of blood. As the Nether Moon Saintess’s trusted aide, an assassination-type cultivator, Ying’er’s speed was exceptionally fast, tightly pursuing while using the Spirit Ring to suppress the Nine Netherhound, deploying her trump card. However, being a Heavenly Grade Bloodline Demon Beast nurtured under Lu Changsheng’s resources, the Nine Netherhound had condensed an Immortal Golden Core, wielding formidable combat power, quickly stabilizing its injuries while resisting the Spirit Ring, continuously fleeing toward Bi Lake Mountain. Meanwhile. At Bi Lake Mountain, within Mount Sumeru Cave Heaven. Lu Miaoyun, relying on the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror, observed the situation at White Tiger Mountain with a surge of anxiety. Although Lu Ping’an was on his way with the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox for support, watching Little Black being severely wounded stirred her worries nonetheless. Ying’er’s tactics seemed obviously prepared, targeting the Nine Netherhound directly. "I hope Ping’an can arrive in time." Seeing the Nine Netherhound charging out of White Tiger Mountain, presumably heading towards Bi Lake Mountain, Lu Miaoyun prayed in her heart. After pondering for a moment, she sent a message to her husband, Lu Changsheng. After all, Little Black was her husband’s first spiritual pet, cultivated over many years, finally breaking through to the Third Rank. If anything happened to it, she couldn’t imagine how they would handle it.