A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 222 'Transformed Demon Cultivator'

The Nether Tiger was clearly enraged by this relentless pursuit and its opposing auras, and it became ferocious, no longer dodging.

It opened its massive mouth and spewed out a jet of pitch-black mist that was far more condensed than before. This mist tumbled and wriggled in the air, instantly transforming into a ferocious monster several meters tall, with a blue face and fangs, wielding a steel fork, and its body as if cast from black iron.

This ghostly creature possessed an overwhelming aura, approaching that of a cultivator in the early stages of Core Formation. It was one of the most powerful cougars formed from the life souls of cultivators within the Nether Tiger's body!

Faced with the flying lightning ball, the high-ranking cougar instinctively showed fear, but when the Nether Tiger let out a deep, forceful roar, a red light flashed in the cougar's eyes, and it revealed a look of despair and madness. It opened its huge, dark mouth and sucked the lightning ball in, swallowing it whole!

"Boom—!" A muffled thunderclap exploded inside the ghostly object.

The ghost's almost tangible body instantly swelled and twisted violently, and countless fine golden bolts of lightning shot out from its eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and even other parts of its body, emitting an extremely shrill scream.

Its form rapidly became transparent and dissipated, but the light of the lightning ball also dimmed rapidly within its body. In just one or two breaths, this powerful high-level cougar perished together with the geomagnetic elemental lightning, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating.

The Nether Tiger Immortal's eyes twitched, his heart aching. Such a high-level cougar, requiring countless efforts and a precious early-stage Core Formation soul, had been easily destroyed by a single ball of lightning.

On the other side, facing the lightning ball that was attacking him, Master Minghu dared not be careless. In a flash, a shield about a foot in size, completely black, with a ferocious roaring ghost head embossed on the front, flew out and spun around to become a ten-foot-long shield in front of him.

The ghostly head on the shield seemed to come alive, opening its mouth to spew out large plumes of bluish-gray mist. The mist churned, carrying a strong corrosive and dissolving power, constantly washing away and consuming the lightning orb.

The silver-white lightning and earthy yellow aura on the surface of the lightning ball quickly dimmed in the mist, and its size rapidly shrank. Finally, less than three feet from the shield, it exhausted all its energy and vanished with a soft "poof".

Although he managed to block it, Master Minghu could feel that his "Hundred Ghosts Shield" had suffered a significant loss of spiritual energy.

Huang Youzi's response was the most "extravagant." When he saw the lightning ball coming, his face turned pale. Knowing that ordinary methods would be insufficient to resist it, he patted his storage bag without hesitation. A talisman with silver light and complex and mysterious purple lightning patterns flew out and spontaneously combusted in the wind.

The instant the talisman burned out, a silver bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket appeared out of thin air and struck the incoming geomagnetic lightning with pinpoint accuracy.

"Sizzle—!"

A blinding purple-white light flashed, and the violent lightning power annihilated and exploded, forming a ring-shaped shockwave that pressed a crater into the seawater below.

Although Huang Youzi was unharmed, his face twitched with pain as he looked at the talisman that had turned to ashes. This was a high-level lightning talisman he had treasured for many years, powerful enough to withstand an attack from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator; it was incredibly valuable, and yet he had used it here.

"This Xuan Turtle's lightning magic is incredibly powerful!"

Huang Youzi, suppressing his heartache, quickly transmitted his voice to Minghu Zhenren, "But such a divine power must consume a huge amount of energy; it cannot be used continuously! Fellow Daoist Minghu, we should not stay here any longer! We must quickly go to the island; at sea, we are attacked from both sides, which is far too passive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly activated the escape light beneath his feet, transforming into a yellow streak of light. He disregarded the Nether Tiger True Man and the Nether Tiger who was still confronting the Fat Sun Bird, attempting to bypass the Xuan Turtle in front of him and the battle in the air, heading straight for the distant Biling Island.

In his opinion, once he got to the island, with the terrain providing cover, he might be able to escape the siege of the two monsters!

These two extraordinary level-six demonic beasts are quite different. One is extremely fast and has incredibly powerful fire magic, while the other not only has abnormal defense but also such powerful lightning magic. Normally, it would be difficult to deal with just one of them, let alone two together.

However, his escape light had only flown a few dozen feet when a sudden change occurred!

"hold head high--!"

A high-pitched, majestic, and penetrating dragon roar did not come from the sky, but from beneath the sea not far in front of him! Immediately afterward, the sea in the area where he was located began to churn violently without warning, as if a giant dragon was turning over in the seabed.

Several enormous, azure dragon phantoms, formed entirely from pure wood and water elemental energy, roared silently, breaking through the waves and soaring into the sky from all directions!

Each of these illusory dragons was twenty or thirty feet long, with scales and claws that were lifelike and full of vitality. They instantly formed a huge blue cage, trapping Huang Youzi in the center.

The dragon's shadow thrashed and swam, its powerful binding and strangling forces layering upon each other, as if the spiritual energy of the surrounding space had been drained, making him feel that the spiritual energy in his body was not flowing smoothly, and his escape light suddenly stopped.

"What?! There's another one?!" Huang Youzi's face turned deathly pale instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror. He scanned the lurking azure dragon with his divine sense and immediately sensed that the azure dragon's bloodline aura contained within its shadow was even purer than that of the level seven venomous dragon he had encountered in the deep sea decades ago!

"How can there be a dragon with such pure bloodline here! How is this possible?"

He abruptly turned to look at True Immortal Minghu, his voice sharp: "Fellow Daoist Minghu! This…"

Although Huang Youzi had reached the late stage of Core Formation, his supernatural abilities were only average; he was good at escaping. Faced with this situation, he couldn't help but look at the Nether Tiger True Man beside him, knowing that the Nether Tiger True Man's supernatural abilities and background were extraordinary.

At this moment, the face of the True Man of the Underworld Tiger could no longer be described as "ugly"; it was so gloomy that it seemed to drip water, and deep in his eyes was a trace of fear that was hard to conceal.

He stared intently at the azure dragon lurking beneath the sea, then glanced at the magnificent, fiery Zhiyang bird in the sky, and finally at the Xuan Turtle on the sea, as steady as a mountain and exuding a terrifying aura. A chilling thought suddenly surfaced within him.

"Three...three level-six demonic beasts! And their bloodlines and supernatural abilities are so extraordinary!" The Nether Tiger True Man's voice was hoarse and trembling as he hissed at Huang Youzi, "Fellow Daoist Huang! Haven't you realized? These three are not of the same race, have vastly different habits, and have no leader-subordinate relationship, yet they cooperate perfectly, joining forces to besiege us!"

He swallowed hard and continued with difficulty, "For an ordinary cultivator, possessing such a powerful level-six spirit beast is already an incredible stroke of luck. Even the Star Palace Elder who oversees Silver Shark Island only possesses two level-six spirit beasts at the same time! Moreover... when have you ever heard of a human cultivator daring to use a level-six dragon with such pure blood as a spirit beast? The dragon race is incredibly proud; even in death, they rarely willingly become a human's spirit beast!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Youzi's body trembled violently. An even more terrifying conjecture surfaced in his mind, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his face instantly turned completely bloodless.

Seeing his sudden change in expression, Master Minghu slowly uttered the suspicion that they both shared, and that they least wanted to face:

"There is a high possibility that a... humanoid demon cultivator exists on this island!"

Only a demon cultivator in the Transformation stage, with his powerful bloodline pressure and strength, could possibly subdue and command three such powerful and different level-six demon beasts at the same time, making even the proud dragon bow down and obey his orders!

Moreover, only a demon cultivator who has transformed into human form would choose such a remote place to build his cave dwelling!