ROAR!
Another low roar echoed from the distant darkness. The sound was completely different—lower in volume but resonating directly with the soul, making both Lin Yang's and Qian Renxue's hearts tremble. Immediately afterward, a chilling, eerie, oppressive sensation rapidly spread from that direction.
"This feeling… is it the work of a fallen angel?"
Qian Renxue's expression darkened. Golden light burst from her forehead and spread across her body. Spirit rings materialized one after another—two yellow, two purple, two black—arranging themselves neatly around her. With a sharp rip, her clothes tore at the back as pure white wings suddenly unfolded. Defying gravity, her body slowly rose into the air.
A colossal figure wreathed in dazzling light appeared behind her, face hidden, radiating indescribable sacred majesty. Qian Renxue's pupils turned completely golden, as though a god had descended to the mortal realm.
Lin Yang narrowed his eyes. A god-level martial soul—the Six-Winged Angel?
"Lin… move." Qian Renxue's voice was clear and urgent. "You should leave this mountain range as quickly as possible."
With a light flap of her wings, she transformed into streaks of golden light and vanished into the abyss of darkness.
Lin Yang watched her disappear and fell into thought. The aura she had released could never belong to a fallen soul master. It carried killing intent, yes, but fallen soul masters were chaotic and disordered. What he had just felt was pure evil and bone-chilling cold.
Speaking of evil… Lin Yang thought of a special soul beast—the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. Was his luck truly this bad?
If it really was the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, things would become extremely troublesome. The beast was extremely vicious and evil, growing stronger by devouring soul beasts and soul masters, essentially becoming a fallen existence among soul beasts. Whenever it appeared, other spirit beasts would immediately attack it to prevent its power from growing further. Yet its strength was undeniable. Its attribute was not ordinary darkness but the ultimate evil attribute left by an evil god. In terms of attributes alone, only the sacred attribute of the Six-Winged Angel could rival it.
As a top-tier soul beast, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger could challenge 100,000-year soul beasts even at the 10,000-year level—perhaps even more powerfully than the Dark Golden Terrorclaw Bear. If this was the same individual Tang San had once encountered, its current cultivation must exceed ten thousand years. Qian Renxue stood no chance against it. Sacred attributes could counter impure ones, but the reverse was also true—if the impure attribute was strong enough. In the end, everything depended on cultivation level.
Qian Renxue was currently only a six-ring Soul Emperor. While her power far exceeded ordinary Soul Emperors, she lacked the combat strength of a titled Douluo. Even with a titled Douluo beside her, attribute superiority meant she would likely lose to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. And the beast possessed a hidden trump card—the otherworldly "Life and Death Arena." Being dragged into that would be fatal.
Lin Yang sighed, hoping Qian Renxue would stay calm. If she encountered the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, she must not fight head-on. Retreat if necessary. To a being like that, they were little more than insects.
He shook his head, leaped into the air, and sped away in another direction at full speed. Help Qian Renxue? It wasn't a bad idea. She had a titled Douluo protecting her, so it wasn't his place to interfere. Even at a disadvantage, they could retreat. Besides, this disturbance might have been caused by a mere fallen soul master—something the Spirit Hall excelled at handling. This was also a perfect opportunity for him to eliminate Qian Renxue…
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Deep in the dense forest, golden light like a small sun illuminated the surroundings. Qian Renxue floated in midair, wings spread, continuously releasing sacred aura that pushed back the heavy darkness, evil, and coldness.
"Come out!"
Her voice was cold and majestic. The angelic phantom behind her trembled slightly in response.
ROAR!
In the darkness, crimson eyes suddenly opened. A massive figure slowly emerged.
It was a giant tiger, pitch-black, three times the size of an ordinary tiger-type spirit beast. Bulging muscles and explosive power rippled beneath its skin. A pair of jet-black wings sprouted from its back, and its body was wrapped in thick black mist like soft armor. Its most striking feature was its tail—composed of countless joints, ending in a huge spike that gleamed with cold, eerie light in the darkness.
It raised its head, staring at Qian Renxue in the sky, and let out a low growl. There was no fear in the sound—only greed. It sensed the human before it possessed the power it craved. Devouring her would bring immeasurable benefits.
Qian Renxue's pupils contracted sharply. As the young master of the Spirit Hall, her knowledge of spirit beasts far exceeded that of ordinary people. The moment she saw the giant tiger, she already knew its name.
Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
Did such a creature truly exist? And the one before her… its cultivation was undoubtedly over 40,000 years. Tricky!
Just as she pondered, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger struck first. It raised one front paw. Black light shot from its tip.
Whoosh!
Qian Renxue's hair stood on end. She instinctively dodged sideways. The black light grazed her shoulder and disappeared into the forest behind her.
BOOM!
With a thunderous crash, the dense forest behind was sliced apart as if by an invisible blade. Countless trees fell. Even more horrifying—the tree tips visibly corroded at high speed, leaving only foul-smelling black puddles.
Qian Renxue's expression changed. That casual strike had already approached titled Douluo level.
"Young Master, fall back!"
A figure landed in front of her—Snake Spear Douluo, nine spirit rings (two yellow, two purple, five black) revolving around his snake spear as he unleashed his full titled Douluo aura. He stared at the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, expression extremely grave. Although he didn't know its exact identity, instinct told him this was no ordinary ten-thousand-year soul beast.
Even facing a titled being, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger did not retreat. Instead, it opened its mouth, revealing gleaming white fangs.
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