38: Chapter 38 One Sword Instantly Kills the Golden-Eyed Black Demon Tiger

Zhao Ruoan was just preparing to figure out a way down to pick them when a roar that shook the mountain forest suddenly resounded from a deep cave at the bottom of the precipice.

"Roar——!"

The sound wave transformed into substantive fierce wind, whipping up the gravel and withered leaves on the ground, blowing Zhao Ruoan's clothes into a flurry.

Immediately after, a behemoth paced out from the deep cave at the bottom of the cliff.

That was a black tiger whose size was comparable to a small hill.

Its entire body was covered in glossy black fur, and its pair of pupils were bright golden, like two burning little suns, filled with tyranny and ferocity.

Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger!

Pulse Condensation Late Stage cultivation!

This aura was not much weaker than that bearded Elder Xiong on the Sect plaza before.

Not only did Zhao Ruoan not feel any tension, but instead he felt pleasantly surprised.

Good fellow, isn't this buy-one-get-one-free?

The Yao Beast spirit essence, qi and blood, and demonic core needed for the Breakthrough of the third layer of the Demon Tiger Skill—this Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger was simply a perfectly matched top-tier material pack.

...

Meanwhile, at the summit of a mountain dozens of miles away.

Elder Xiong and another Tall and Thin Elder were sitting cross-legged, with a water mirror suspended in front of them, clearly reflecting Zhao Ruoan's figure in the mirror.

"dark blood spirit fruit!" The Tall and Thin Elder first let out a low exclamation, and then his expression turned solemn, "There is also a guardian Yao Beast beside it, it is a Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger of the Pulse Condensation Late Stage!"

"This beast is a tyrant in the middle ring of the Tianyao Mountain Range, with a body of bronze skin and iron bones, possessing boundless strength. Last year, two Inner Sect Disciples perished in its hands. Ordinary Cultivators of the Pulse Condensation Perfection have to make a detour when encountering it."

Elder Xiong's expression also turned serious.

"This kid's luck is truly good, yet also truly bad, running into such a tough nut as soon as he entered the mountain."

"With his Qi Gathering Perfection cultivation, cooperating with the Jingxian Sword Canon personally passed down by Senior Sister Yun, he might be able to fight it, but if he wants to take it down, it will probably take a lot of twists and turns, and he might even get injured."

The Tall and Thin Elder nodded, his fingers already moving slightly, clearly having prepared to tear space at any time to go rescue him.

"Keep a close eye, don't let anything actually happen to him, otherwise that person on Qinghan Peak..."

Before his voice fell, the two of them froze at the same time.

In the water mirror, facing the Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger emanating terrifying might, Zhao Ruoan did not retreat, did not look for advantageous terrain, and even had no intention of hiding his aura at all.

Instead, he stepped forward, unhurriedly walking towards the edge of the precipice.

"What is he trying to do?" The Tall and Thin Elder was somewhat dazed.

"This kid... is he insane?" Elder Xiong's beard twitched slightly.

The Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger was evidently also angered by this tiny human's actions.

In its view, this was bare provocation.

"Roar!"

With another roar, its hind legs suddenly kicked, and its massive body transformed into a black lightning bolt, carrying a bloody storm as it lunged straight towards Zhao Ruoan!

Demonic Qi surged, pressure weighed down like a mountain, and the trees along the way were pressed to bend uniformly by the fierce wind, causing the ground to tremble because of it.

The force of this lunge was enough to smash a small hill into pieces.

Zhao Ruoan finally stopped his steps.

He raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword behind his back.

This was his first true actual combat with a Yao Beast after coming to this world.

Just right, he would use this big cat to test to what extent his current strength had truly reached.

"Clang!"

The long sword left its sheath, emitting a clear and melodious Dragon roar.

Zhao Ruoan did not execute any complicated sword moves; he simply simultaneously channeled the spiritual power of the Great Dao Scripture and the Jingxian Sword Canon, and then, facing the black shadow lunging over, he swung his sword ordinarily.

In an instant, two sword beams erupted forth.

One was as brilliant as gold, sharp and peerless, containing the supreme Sword Intent of the Jingxian Sword Canon.

The other was profound like ink, deep and vast, carrying the Dao rhyme of returning to simplicity from the Great Dao Scripture.

The two sword beams intersected in mid-air, accurately meeting that Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger.

"Pfft——"

A soft sound.

The Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger's protective Demonic Qi, which was enough to withstand the bombardment of a Low Grade Magic Treasure, collapsed at a single touch in front of the two sword beams.

The sword beams passed through its body without any obstruction.

Time at this moment seemed to have been pressed with a slow-motion button.

The Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger's massive body froze mid-air, and in its bright golden beast pupils, ferocity and tyranny had not yet dissipated, replaced instead by blankness.

It didn't understand what had happened.

Immediately following, a fine line of blood quietly emerged, spreading from its forehead all the way to its tail.

Rumble!

The massive tiger carcass heavily smashed onto the ground, splitting neatly down the middle into two halves, with scalding fresh blood and internal organs flowing all over the floor.

Instant kill.

A thorough cross-realm instant kill.

Zhao Ruoan withdrew his sword back into its sheath, his movements flowing like moving clouds and flowing water.

He lowered his head to look at his hand, then looked at the two halves of the tiger corpse.

Hmm... it seemed he had used a bit too much force.

That sword strike just now—he could feel that even if he only used the golden sword beam catalyzed by the Jingxian Sword Canon, it would have been enough to pierce through this big cat's defense.

Adding the power of the Great Dao Scripture was like using a butcher's cleaver to kill a chicken, and moreover using two of them.

However, this sword strike also gave him a clear understanding of his current combat power.

Ordinary Pulse Condensation Realm Perfection Cultivators shouldn't be able to last a single move in front of him.

...

The summit of the mountain.

Death-like silence.

The Tall and Thin Elder kept his mouth open for a long time without closing it, his hand still maintaining the posture of preparing to form hand seals for rescue.

Elder Xiong was staring fixedly at the water mirror, his breathing completely stagnant.

After a long while, the Tall and Thin Elder finally found his voice. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and turned his head to look at Elder Xiong.

"Old... Old Xiong... My eyes aren't playing tricks on me, are they?"

"That was a single move... instant killing... a Pulse Condensation Late Stage Golden-Eyed Black Demonic Tiger?"

Elder Xiong did not answer; he only repeatedly replayed the footage of that sword strike just now, the expression on his face changing from shock, to horror, and finally transforming into a bottomless solemnity.

"What was that second black sword shadow...?"

"The Sword Qi of the Jingxian Sword Canon is pure golden sharpness; I can never mistake it."

"Yet that black sword shadow was unheard of and unseen... Two completely different powers could actually be perfectly superimposed together..."

He took a deep breath and spat out three words.

"He is a monster."

Hearing this, the Tall and Thin Elder nodded deeply, still feeling a lingering fear.

They had originally thought that going from Qi Gathering Middle Stage to Perfection in a month was already the limit of this kid's talent.

Now it seemed that was merely the tip of the iceberg.

This disciple must by no means be judged by conventional logic!

In the water mirror, Zhao Ruoan had already walked over to the tiger corpse and skillfully began processing the spoils of war.

Demonic core, tiger bones, tiger blood, tiger whip... not a single thing could be missing.

The Materials for the Demon Tiger Skill were now all complete.

Having finished all this, he walked contentedly to the edge of the precipice, his figure leaping forward as he landed lightly on a protrusion of the cliff wall, carefully picking those two dark blood spirit fruits down.