To be a wolf's accomplice,
This idiom is not just an adjective, it can also be a verb.
Legend has it that people bitten to death by tigers become ghosts, who then lead others to be eaten by tigers. Such ghosts are called "chang."
Chang ghosts have the ability to mesmerize people's minds.
Not to mention the tigers that create chang ghosts, let alone the tiger demon before him,
A super demon king at the eighth tier of Tribulation Crossing Realm.
Even though it had been suppressed and sealed for hundreds of years, its strength greatly diminished, guiding a mortal was still a piece of cake.
"Heh heh? Mortal, come quickly and let me eat you, then I'll have the strength to crawl out."
Looking at Yang Hong, who was getting closer and closer, the tiger demon's mouth dripped with saliva, and the speed at which it crawled out of the spatial rift also quickened.
One of its hind legs had already emerged, and it was about to squeeze its entire body out.
However, it failed to notice that when its saliva dripped into the lotus pond below, the demonic energy contained within the saliva reacted with the Pure Heart Lotus and Clear Mind Lotus in the pond.
A faint lotus fragrance emanated, and Yang Hong naturally smelled it.
Immediately, Yang Hong's mind cleared, and he was freed from the tiger demon's bewitchment and control.
"Hiss~ I think I was just controlled. This tiger demon is real, and it's extremely powerful."
Yang Hong knew himself that he was a transmigrator, and a transmigrator with a system at that. His soul and spirit were exceptionally strong.
Even so, he was controlled by the tiger. This tiger might truly be a powerful existence at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, just as it claimed.
"Fortunately, I cultivated the Clear Mind Lotus, and it even advanced to a second-grade spiritual plant. Otherwise, if someone else came, they would surely become the tiger's meal."
Despite the lingering fear in his heart, Yang Hong did not stop.
He was still slowly moving forward.
However, the true qi throughout his body had been mobilized and was slowly condensing in his hands.
Although he didn't know any spells, he knew many martial arts!
One step, two steps,
Twenty feet, ten feet,
Yang Hong drew closer to the tiger demon, and he could clearly hear the sound of the tiger demon swallowing its saliva.
"Heh heh~ tender human youths are the most delicious, not only are they tender and juicy, but they are also chewy, even tastier and more fragrant than young girls. Slurp~"
The tiger demon looked at Yang Hong, who was within reach, its eyes filled with even greater greed and appetite.
"Come into my mouth quickly, come into my mouth quickly~~"
It mumbled repeatedly, continuously bewitching Yang Hong.
Little did it know that Yang Hong had already accumulated immense power and was preparing to end its life!
[Yang Hong: Sixth Prince of the Great Sui Dynasty.
Daily灌顶 (Guan Ding) Count: 0/6
Lifespan: 21/300
Cultivation: 17624 years of True Qi (Foundation Establishment Realm, 200,000 jin of Strength, 107 zhang of Divine Sense)
Cultivation Techniques: Intermediate Qi Circulation Technique Level 102, Elementary Body Tempering Technique Level 43
Martial Skills: Ferocious Ox Fist Level 100, Mystic Maiden Spirit Gathering Art Level 82... etc.
Special Abilities: Eidetic Memory, Agricultural Mastery.]
In these six days, Yang Hong had triggered several high-multiplier returns, and his cultivation had soared to 17624 years.
"Bang~"
A muffled thud.
Yang Hong's Wudang Soft Palm, accumulated for a long time, accurately struck the tiger demon's forehead.
"Bang~ Bang~ Bang~"
Without giving the tiger demon a chance to react, Yang Hong, taking advantage of its momentary crouch, leaped directly onto its back.
Then, he unleashed a flurry of rapid punches at the colossal tiger head.
He didn't focus on technique or force, just speed.
His fists struck at full speed, leaving the tiger demon no chance to even let out a scream.
"Wuwu~ Wuwu~"
The tiger demon's head spun from the blows, and its tongue was bitten by its own jaw due to Yang Hong's surprise attack.
Bang~ Bang~ Bang~
Yang Hong continuously channeled his true qi to pound the tiger's head. After two quarters of an hour, the tiger demon was still not dead, but Yang Hong was starting to feel a shortage of true qi.
In this land of the Five Directions Dynasty, due to the seal, there was almost no spiritual energy.
Cultivators were unwilling to venture into this land precisely because once they entered, if their true qi was depleted, they could not replenish it from the surroundings.
Even if they could use spirit stones to replenish true qi, the consumption here was tenfold that of the outside world.
Simultaneously, the energy of the spirit stones taken out would dissipate rapidly.
No matter how wealthy one was, no one would willingly enter this land easily.
Yang Hong's current problem was the depletion of true qi without replenishment, hence he felt a lack of strength despite his will.
This was even with Yang Hong's Foundation Establishment cultivation of over 17,000 years.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would have already been completely exhausted after such a frenzied output.
"Damn it! What breed of tiger are you, why aren't you dead yet?"
"..."
To Yang Hong's complaints, the tiger demon felt even more helpless.
Born a tiger, I am too powerful, I am sorry?
However, the tiger demon could no longer speak. Although it wasn't dead yet, its brain matter was almost completely liquefied by Yang Hong's blows.
The tiger demon had already abandoned this body. It was mobilizing its Golden Core and Divine Sense, as well as the Nascent Soul residing in its Sea of Consciousness.
Just as Yang Hong was furiously swinging his fists, the tiger demon painstakingly opened its maw, and a fist-sized golden bead suddenly flew out.
"Kid~ Tiger Lord remembers this grudge! Sooner or later, Tiger Lord..."
"Your grandpa's your grandpa!"
Yang Hong had not noticed the golden bead initially, but when it flew to him and uttered a threat, Yang Hong immediately paid attention.
And he knew what this object was.
Golden Core!
An essential "organ" for high-level cultivators.
However, since the tiger was a demon, this must be a demon core.
Upon seeing the demon core fly out, Yang Hong guessed the tiger demon's intention.
It was trying to escape.
It was even attempting a soul possession!
With a loud shout, Yang Hong leaped off the giant tiger and threw a punch at the demon core.
This punch was deliberate.
Yang Hong leaped high, soaring past the demon core, and punched, sending it towards the rapidly closing rift.
He had realized that the rift was a spatial passage of sorts, something that could trap the tiger demon.
Now, if the demon core was knocked into the rift, the tiger demon would surely be sealed away again.
"Kid, you're seeking death!"
The tiger demon's low voice, devoid of its previous ferocity and arrogance, now held a hint of panicked bluster.
It was currently in a state of combined demon core and Nascent Soul, and had not yet fully fused, nor could it fully control the demon core.
It could only control the demon core to barely dodge the rift, but the demon core struck the tiger demon's body, unable to escape.
"Too much talk!"
Yang Hong grumbled, then his right hand shot out, grabbing the fist-sized bead and forcefully pressing it against his left wrist.
On his left wrist was the embroidered patch-like storage equipment.
Yang Hong didn't know how to kill the tiger demon within the demon core.
But he knew that the storage patch he held could not store living beings.
He had experimented with it; even putting creatures in with powerful divine sense would quickly turn them into inanimate objects.
Even plants, when taken out, would lose all their vitality.
This was the flaw of his storage patch.
However, this flaw now served as a killing move for Yang Hong.
"No~ Don't~"
The tiger demon let out a scream like a young girl facing a hooligan, as its demon core was shoved into the storage patch by Yang Hong.
"Heh~ Whether you want to or not, I decide."
Yang Hong wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, looking thoughtful.
"Fortunately, this tiger demon was fond of showing off, otherwise it would have escaped.
Oh, and the tiger's corpse. This is good medicinal material, and also good food."
Yang Hong looked at the tiger's corpse, which was being severed by the spatial rift, losing a hind leg and its lower body.
"Alas~ A pity, the tiger whip didn't come out. If it had, it would be excellent for soaking in wine."
Watching the tiger demon's lower half disappear and the spatial rift close, Yang Hong then dragged the tiger's corpse to prepare for processing.
Little did he know that because of him, someone else was also crying out to the heavens.