readytorunbook Chapter 167 is really interesting.
Chapter 167 is really interesting.
Zhuang Yu's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, scanning the dense jungle around him.
Every tree, every blade of grass, even every grain of dust, could not escape his scrutiny.
A faint smell of blood filled the air, mixed with the distinctive stench of some wild animal, stimulating his sense of smell.
The wind rustled through the treetops, making a sound like ghostly whispers that sent chills down one's spine.
He shielded Wang Yao behind him, his broad back like an insurmountable mountain, protecting her from all storms.
Wang Yao gripped his clothes tightly, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from him, which brought her some peace of mind.
She didn't speak, but stood there quietly, like a gentle fawn nestled beside a lion.
The surrounding jungle seemed to come alive in an instant; the once lush green leaves turned sinister and terrifying, like a menacing demon.
The twisted branches, like ghostly tentacles, waved in the air, making a chilling sound.
The fallen leaves on the ground made a rustling sound, as if something was crawling underneath.
Zhuang Yu did not act rashly.
He knew that in this situation, the more flustered he became, the easier it would be for him to expose his weaknesses.
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and released his spiritual power, which spread outwards like invisible tentacles.
Wherever his spiritual power reaches, even the slightest change cannot escape his perception.
The trembling of leaves, the flow of air, and even the crawling of insects were vividly presented in his mind.
Time passed second by second, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Wang Yao's breathing became rapid, but she still didn't make a sound, just waited quietly.
Suddenly, Zhuang Yu opened his eyes. He felt a powerful aura rapidly approaching at an astonishing speed!
"Yao'er, hold on tight to me!" Zhuang Yu shouted, pulling Wang Yao into his arms.
"boom!"
A loud bang was heard, and the ground shook violently...
A huge crack appeared in the earth, and a colossal beast engulfed in black flames emerged from the ground.
It resembles a tiger, but is several times larger than an ordinary tiger. Its scarlet eyes gleam with a bloodthirsty light, and its sharp fangs gleam like daggers.
An oppressive aura emanated from it, causing the surrounding trees to tremble as if they might break at any moment.
Zhuang Yu recognized the beast at a glance; it was the legendary Flame Demon Tiger, which lived by devouring flames!
He knew inwardly that something was wrong; the emergence of the strange fire had indeed attracted such a ferocious beast.
Without time to think, Zhuang Yu conjured a ball of leaping golden flame in his hand.
This is the strange fire he just subdued—the Golden Crow Divine Flame!
As soon as the Golden Crow Divine Flame appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and the air became distorted.
The Fiery Demon Tiger sensed the aura of the Golden Crow Divine Flame, its crimson...
Zhuang Yu smirked. It worked!
He tossed the Golden Crow Divine Flame into the air, and the golden flame instantly transformed into a giant golden crow, letting out a loud cry as it swooped down towards the Flame Demon Tiger.
The Fiery Tiger was intimidated by the aura of the Golden Crow Divine Flame and dared not take it head-on. It turned around and tried to escape.
But the Golden Crow Divine Flame was incredibly fast, catching up with the Flame Demon Tiger in the blink of an eye, and enveloping it completely in golden flames.
"Roar!" The Flame Tiger let out a painful roar, as black and golden flames intertwined and produced a piercing explosion.
It struggled desperately to break free from the binding force of the Golden Crow Divine Flame, but the Golden Crow Divine Flame clung to it like a maggot, relentlessly burning its body.
Seeing the Flame Demon Tiger being suppressed by the Golden Crow Divine Flame, Wang Yao's tense mood relaxed slightly. She clenched her fist and whispered encouragement to Zhuang Yu: "Young Master, keep going!"
Zhuang Yu ignored Wang Yao, focusing all his attention on controlling the Golden Crow Divine Flame, not daring to relax in the slightest.
He knew that although the Flame Tiger was temporarily suppressed, its strength should not be underestimated. If it found an opportunity to counterattack, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Under the scorching heat of the Golden Crow Divine Flame, the Fiery Tiger let out a series of shrill screams. Its body began to shrink gradually, and the black flames became weaker and weaker.
Just when Zhuang Yu thought victory was assured, the Flame Demon Tiger suddenly let out a deafening roar. Its body swelled up violently, and black flames burned fiercely once again, actually forcing the Golden Crow Divine Flame back a bit!
"Not good!" Zhuang Yu's expression changed. He sensed that the aura of the Flame Demon Tiger had suddenly surged, obviously using some kind of secret technique.
The Flame Tiger stared intently at Zhuang Yu with its crimson eyes, letting out a low roar: "Human, you have angered me!" The Flame Tiger roared, and its giant claws, wrapped in black flames, slammed down on Zhuang Yu with a whistling sound as they tore through the air.
Zhuang Yu barely dodged the fatal blow, but his left arm was still grazed by the giant claw, his clothes were instantly torn apart, his skin was ripped open, and blood splattered everywhere.
The intense pain caused him to groan and stagger back a few steps.
"Young Master!" Wang Yao exclaimed, her eyes instantly reddening.
She rushed to Zhuang Yu's side without hesitation, her slender fingers trembling as she pressed them against his wound.
A gentle green spiritual energy slowly flowed into Zhuang Yu's body, nourishing his wounds and easing the pain.
Zhuang Yu felt a warmth in his heart when he saw Wang Yao's anxious expression.
He forced a smile through his pain: "I'm fine, Yao'er." His voice was weak, but his tone was unusually firm.
However, the Fire Demon Tiger's attacks did not stop.
It seemed enraged by Zhuang Yu's blood, and its attacks became even more ferocious.
The black flames clung to Zhuang Yu like maggots, giving him no chance to breathe.
Zhuang Yu brandished the Golden Crow Divine Flame in his hand to defend against the Flame Demon Tiger's attacks.
The golden flames and the black flames collided, creating a deafening explosion.
The shockwave from the explosion leveled the surrounding trees and left charred craters in the ground.
Zhuang Yu suffered several more wounds, and blood flowed continuously, staining the ground beneath his feet.
He felt his spiritual energy being rapidly depleted, and his body becoming increasingly heavy.
But he did not give up. His eyes remained firm, and the Golden Crow Divine Flame in his hand continued to burn fiercely.
He dodged the Flame Demon Tiger's attacks time and time again, and wielded the Golden Crow Divine Flame to counterattack time and time again.
Every attack he launched used all his strength, and every dodge he made consumed a great deal of his spiritual energy.
Wang Yao was constantly treating Zhuang Yu, her face was pale and her forehead was covered with sweat.
But she did not hesitate at all; her eyes were firm and determined, and her spiritual power flowed continuously into Zhuang Yu's body.
"Young Master, you must hold on!" Wang Yao's voice was choked with sobs.
Looking into Wang Yao's determined eyes, Zhuang Yu was deeply moved.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and once again met the attack of the Flame Demon Tiger.
"Roar!" The Flame Demon Tiger let out a deafening roar, and the black flames surged again, completely enveloping Zhuang Yu.
"Young Master!" Wang Yao exclaimed in shock, reaching out her hand in despair.
At this critical moment, Zhuang Yu suddenly sensed that the Flame Demon Tiger's attack had slowed down slightly.
He keenly spotted this flaw.
"Now!" he hissed...
Zhuang Yu let out a low shout, mobilizing all the remaining spiritual power in his body to compress the Golden Crow Divine Flame into a small golden fireball.
This fireball may seem small, but it contains terrifying energy, like a volcano about to erupt, radiating a suffocating pressure.
His eyes were like torches as he stared intently at the Flame Demon Tiger, searching for its fatal weakness.
Enveloped in black flames, the Flame Tiger's weaknesses were difficult to detect, but Zhuang Yu keenly noticed that on the Flame Tiger's chest, a black scale was slightly dull, which was out of place with the surrounding scales that shimmered with black light.
"That's it!" Zhuang Yu thought to himself.
He hurled the golden fireball in his hand, and the fireball transformed into a golden light, shooting towards the Flame Demon Tiger's chest with lightning speed.
"Whoosh!"
A flash of golden light streaked past, striking the dull scale precisely.
"Ow!"
A piercing scream echoed through the heavens and earth. The massive body of the Flame Tiger trembled violently, and the black flames flickered wildly, as if they might be extinguished at any moment.
The dull scale shattered instantly, revealing the bright red flesh beneath.
Golden flames, like maggots clinging to bones, burrowed into the Flame Tiger's body through the wound, frantically destroying its internal organs.
The Flame Tiger struggled in agony, trying to extinguish the golden flames on its body, but to no avail.
Its body began to shrink rapidly, and the black flames gradually died down, eventually turning into a ball of black ash that slowly drifted away.
The massive body of the Flame Tiger crashed heavily to the ground with a deafening roar that shook the earth.
As the dust settled, Zhuang Yu, leaning on his sword and covered in blood, wore a victorious smile.
He turned to look at Wang Yao, only to see that her pretty face was deathly pale and her eyes were full of worry.
"Yao'er, I'm fine," Zhuang Yu said softly, her voice tinged with weariness.
Wang Yao rushed over, helped Zhuang Yu up, and asked with concern, "Young Master, are you really alright?"
Zhuang Yu gently patted Wang Yao's hand, signaling her to relax.
He looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and felt the joy of surviving the ordeal.
“Let’s go,” he said.
Wang Yao nodded, helped Zhuang Yu up, and the two left the ravaged battlefield side by side.
Shortly after they left, the black ash on the ground suddenly began to wriggle, and a wisp of black smoke slowly rose and disappeared into the air.
In the distance, a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness coldly watched all of this...
"Interesting, truly interesting..." a hoarse voice murmured. "It seems the cultivation world is about to become increasingly lively..."