txolops Chapter 224 Burning Soul to Feed the Tiger
Chapter 224 Burning Soul to Feed the Tiger
Little did he know that after the Xuan Turtle advanced to the sixth level, not only did its physical body, defense, and strength increase dramatically, but its control over the earth and lightning elemental abilities also reached a new level.
Although this "Geomagnetic Elemental Thunder" is quite powerful, it is not difficult for it to be released several times in a row due to its immense demonic power and profound origin. It will only be slightly less powerful.
Blocked by scorching fire clouds in front and pursued by deadly lightning balls from behind, True Man Minghu was driven to the brink of despair by the coordinated attack of the Xuan Turtle and the Fat Sun Bird. Seeing that the three lightning balls, guided by the Xuan Turtle's almost imperceptible divine sense, skillfully sealed off all his escape routes, a ruthless glint of madness and heartache finally flashed in True Man Minghu's eyes.
"Even if it damages the bloodline of the Nether Tiger, we must escape today!"
He roared, his hands moving rapidly like butterflies flitting among flowers, forming a strange and ancient hand seal. A few drops of blood seeped from his fingertips as he pressed them forcefully against the center of the massive head of the demon tiger beneath him. At the same time, he chanted incantations, and a difficult and obscure spell rang out urgently.
"Awooo—!!"
The Nether Tiger beneath him let out a deafening roar, a mixture of pain, rage, and surging power! Its already solid body suddenly expanded, its gray-black fur stood on end, gleaming with a metallic sheen, and the ghostly fire in its eyes burned fiercely, almost bursting out of its sockets.
A fierce, cold, and powerful aura, far surpassing its previous strength, suddenly erupted from its body! In an instant, its cultivation level broke through the bottleneck from the peak of the sixth level, reaching the level of a seventh-level demon beast comparable to the late stage of the Core Formation stage in humans, and even faintly touching the threshold of the seventh-level perfection!
Master Minghu's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his aura weakened considerably. His eyes were filled with heartache.
This is the secret technique "Burning Soul to Feed the Tiger" that he obtained from an ancient demonic site. Using his own blood essence and part of his soul as a catalyst, he forcibly stimulated all the soul power and yin energy hidden in the Nether Tiger's body, causing its strength to surge in a short period of time.
However, the cost is enormous. After the secret technique is used, the Nether Tiger will be in a period of extreme weakness for several years, which may even damage his very essence and affect his future potential. He will never use it unless it is a matter of life and death.
The Nether Tiger, its power surging, was incredibly ferocious. Facing the three incoming lightning balls, it did not dodge. Instead, it opened its blood-red maw and spewed out three solid, pitch-black ghostly figures, each with an aura several times stronger than the previous high-level cougar.
The three ghostly figures let out a silent shriek and fearlessly pounced on the three lightning balls, actually detonating their own souls in mid-air!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three dense plumes of black energy, interspersed with golden lightning, exploded in the air, the violent shockwaves dispersing much of the nearby fiery clouds. The three powerful ghostly figures were annihilated, while the three geomagnetic elemental lightning bolts were successfully detonated and neutralized.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the pair of black fleshy wings on the back of the Nether Tiger suddenly expanded, swirling with black mist and faintly visible runes. It flapped its wings fiercely!
"Whoosh—!"
A blurry black afterimage instantly broke the sound barrier, its speed so fast that it left only a faint black line on the retina. Almost like teleportation, it passed through the weakest point at the edge of the sea of fire spewed by the Fat Sun Bird, changed direction, and fled desperately towards the deep sea away from Biling Island! Its speed far exceeded its previous speed, almost comparable to the speed when Luo Ming drove the "Wind Shuttle"!
"what?"
Luo Ming, who had been hiding in the shadows all along,
Upon seeing this, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he let out a soft exclamation.
He was truly astonished by the terrifying speed that the Nether Tiger had suddenly unleashed. This speed was almost comparable to that of some early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators who were not skilled at flying! No wonder this person was able to track Mingyue for several months with the help of the Wind Fox Beast; this speed was indeed remarkable.
"Interesting. This Nether Tiger seems even more valuable than I thought." Luo Ming's smile deepened, and his interest intensified. Such a rare species, if captured intact, would undoubtedly be more beneficial to the Wind Fox Beast.
Seeing that the black line was about to disappear into the distant horizon, Luo Ming no longer hesitated. He did not move, but a vast and powerful divine sense, far surpassing the Core Formation stage, silently spread out, like an invisible net, locking onto the fast-moving black line from afar.
Luo Ming's eyes narrowed. The speed at which the Nether Tiger had burned its potential was indeed astonishing, far beyond the reach of ordinary Core Formation cultivators, and even reaching the speed of Nascent Soul cultivators. However, since he had already set his sights on it, and it concerned the secrets of Biling Island, he absolutely could not let this person go.
"Black Tortoise, Azure Flood Dragon, capture that yellow-faced Taoist priest." He transmitted his thoughts, giving clear instructions to the two spirit beasts. The Black Tortoise responded with a low growl, and the Azure Flood Dragon also let out a clear dragon roar. Then, ignoring the black shadow that was trying to escape, they turned all their attention to Huang Youzi, who was trapped in the mist formation and was already at his last gasp.
With the Xuan Turtle's defense and ability to trap enemies, plus the Azure Dragon's encirclement, capturing a disoriented Huang Youzi would be more than enough.
After giving his instructions, Luo Ming didn't delay any longer. With a flick of his sleeve, a magical artifact about a foot long, with light blue wind patterns flowing across its surface and shaped like a flying shuttle, appeared at his feet. It was the "Wind-Escape Shuttle".
He flashed onto the shuttle and, with a slight thought, poured his immense magical power into it. The surface of the Wind-Escape Shuttle shone brightly with azure light, and was then enveloped by a hazy, dark light that seemed to distort light. The shuttle trembled slightly and emitted a low, melodious whistling sound.
"Whoosh—!"
The next instant, the Wind-Escape Shuttle transformed into a dark streak of light that almost blended into the sky, tearing through the air at a speed even more terrifying than the deadly black line ahead, and chasing after it! His gaze locked onto the tiger-shaped black shadow that was becoming clearer and clearer ahead.
Ahead, Master Minghu sensed that the terrifying firebird behind him was getting further and further away. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, feeling the surging power and speed of his Minghu, which was activated by the secret technique. Although he felt sorry for the aftereffects of the secret technique, as long as he could escape, it was all worth it.
"Faster! If we can escape into that stormy sea area tens of thousands of miles away and use its chaotic weather to hide, perhaps..." he thought to himself, urging the Nether Tiger onward.
However, at that moment, the Nether Tiger beneath him, which was flying away at full speed, suddenly let out a low roar filled with vigilance and unease.
The roar entered the mind of True Man Nether Tiger, causing his heart, which had just settled, to leap into his throat again! He was connected to Nether Tiger by mind and clearly sensed that Nether Tiger was warning him—they had been locked onto by a divine sense so powerful that it instinctively trembled! The strength of that divine sense far exceeded that of a Core Formation cultivator, comparable to… a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Master Minghu's face instantly turned deathly pale, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. Had he been locked onto by the Nascent Soul cultivator's divine sense? Could it be that the "transformed demon cultivator" on the island had finally taken action in person?
He hurriedly extended his divine sense to the fullest extent, scanning the surrounding sky, sea, and even the depths of the clouds like a frightened bird, but found nothing and did not discover any trace of any powerful being.