Chapter 110: Meeting the Enemy Again

"Damn it, why is it coming this way." An overwhelming pressure closed in, cold sweat broke out on Yang Tian's forehead. Staring at the shadow drawing nearer, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"Roar..." The flood dragon was swift. When the Flying Silver Tiger had fled about five or six li, the massive dragon body coiled around the tiger's waist, opened its bloody maw, and tore at it.

A brutal fight ensued, blood constantly raining down. The Flying Silver Tiger, a fifth-rank exotic beast, had its dignity provoked; its claws kept ripping off scales from the flood dragon.

Yang Tian hid in the grass, now very close to the two figures. If a dragon's breath came his way, he would be in big trouble.

"Will this work?" Just as Yang Tian was about to leave, he crouched lower, his divine sense locked onto the two figures that were nearly roasted, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"Throw them out and let the two spirit beasts kill them..." Yang Tian smiled grimly, glanced at the battling bodies ahead, and began to crawl forward.

After moving about a hundred zhang, Yang Tian gauged the position, nodded in satisfaction, and released Gu Mo and the other.

"Yang Tian, you deserve to die!" Gu Mo roared as soon as he appeared, but when he noticed the two ferocious beasts fighting ahead, he collapsed instantly.

"What are you going to do?" Gu Qing's eyes flashed with fear as he forced himself to calm down and asked.

"Nothing much." Seeing their terrified expressions, Yang Tian smiled. "If you can die under a fifth-rank spirit beast, you won't have lived in vain..."

"You... you..." Gu Qing completely lost his composure, shaking his head frantically. He knew Yang Tian was not one to fear trouble; even Wang Long had been driven out of the Martial Dao Mountain, let alone this.

"You can't do this. I am from the Ancient Sacred Land..." Gu Mo was utterly mad. These two spirit beasts would kill them in an instant.

"Get lost!" Yang Tian sneered, grabbed both of them, and hurled them forward with all his might.

After doing this, Yang Tian's body dove into the Golden Crow Divine Furnace, turning into a speck of dust and hiding in a corner.

In this realm, cries rang out incessantly. The sky seemed to rain blood as a dragon and a tiger tore at each other, a scene of extreme brutality.

Just then, two figures suddenly charged toward the battlefield, their venomous roars echoing across the sky, rolling endlessly.

The flood dragon paused its tearing, a hint of confusion in its eyes as it stared at the figures approaching. It couldn't understand why someone weaker than an ant would come here.

"Roar..." Though it wondered, its movements were swift. A towering aura burst forth, trapping Gu Mo and the other in the void.

In an instant, just as the flood dragon's aura was about to crush their bodies,

"Beast, how dare you!" The moment their bodies were about to be crushed, two eerie black lights stabilized their nearly bursting forms, and angry shouts exploded.

"Roar!..." The Flying Silver Tiger halted abruptly, its fierce gaze sweeping across the void. Two soul bodies now stood in the air, glaring at them with fury.

They were two middle-aged men, both only soul bodies, but their cultivation was formidable. They looked at Gu Mo and the other, whose physical bodies had already disintegrated, leaving only a faint trace of life.

They were crippled; unless a miraculous pill appeared now, they would not last long and would die directly.

"Wretches!" The two middle-aged men were enraged. Their venomous voices filled the entire void, icy killing intent spreading, their twisted faces nearly contorted.

Two holy son candidates had died. In the present age, the Ancient Sacred Land had never suffered such a loss, and killed by two exotic beasts—no, killed directly by their aura.

They couldn't believe what they saw. Their violent gazes fixed on the beasts before them, endless roars overwhelming their minds, wishing they could devour the two beasts alive.

"Now you know what pain is. For a cultivation technique, you came to hunt me down. You brought this upon yourselves." Yang Tian sneered coldly, looking at the middle-aged men in the void.

"Roar..." The Flying Silver Tiger and the flood dragon stopped fighting, their fierce gazes locked on the soul bodies in the void. Both attacked simultaneously!

Seeing this, the two middle-aged men's faces turned grim. If their true bodies were here, they could put up a fight, but as soul bodies, they could not unleash much power. A thought of escape arose in their minds.

"Die!" One of the middle-aged men clenched his fist, stared at the approaching bodies, and punched out. Before the Flying Silver Tiger, a fist the size of a mountain appeared.

Bang bang! The fist force was fierce. The punch struck directly, sending out surging waves, aiming to pierce through and smash into the Flying Silver Tiger's head.

Clang! Like metal striking metal, sparks flew. The Flying Silver Tiger's body paused briefly, but in an instant, it pounced on the middle-aged man.

Its massive paw slammed down, but the middle-aged man seemed prepared. A giant hand descended mightily.

"Roar..." The Flying Silver Tiger roared, its violent aura rising step by step. Its paw stamped down, shattering the giant hand in the void.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man retreated swiftly. Their soul bodies were already dim and could not withstand the drain of battle. If they did not escape in time, these soul avatars would dissipate.

"Roar..." The Flying Silver Tiger seemed to read his mind. The "king" character on its head suddenly glowed, burst forth, and struck down toward the soul body's head.

"Not good." The middle-aged man was horrified, but the attack was too fast. It directly struck their soul bodies, which instantly melted away.

On the other side, the other middle-aged man did not last long either. His soul avatar was annihilated.

After defeating the two soul avatars, the two massive figures were about to resume their fight when the space suddenly trembled. The scene was terrifying; dense spiderweb cracks appeared all around.

Rumble! The void shook. A jade-like finger emerged from the void, like a towering pillar, pressing down.

"It's her, that old woman!" Seeing this, Yang Tian's face instantly turned cold, a mad killing intent flashing in his eyes. He would never forget that scene: a finger projected from afar, nearly piercing through his body.

Boundless majesty rose. The Flying Silver Tiger and the flood dragon stiffened, fear flashing in their eyes, and they immediately fled.

"Trying to run? You don't take this emperor seriously enough." A delicate shout came from somewhere, as if descending from the sky, booming in the space.

The jade finger directly pierced the void, an overbearing aura spreading, sealing the two massive figures in the void.

"Roar! Roar!..." The two massive figures struggled against the void, unleashing their energy without reserve, like streaks of light striking the jade finger.

Rumble! The巨响 was deafening. The void was constantly pierced. The sealed void, under the immense force, seemed on the verge of collapse. Cracks also appeared on the jade finger.

Far away, a graceful figure stepped through the void, covering dozens of li in one step. Her fair, moving face was full of fury, and the killing intent radiating from her nearly froze the void.

Rumble! The two massive bodies used every means, constantly shaking the jade finger. More and more cracks appeared on the finger. Just as it was about to shatter, the two massive bodies trembled violently.

"Mo'er..." The woman in white appeared in the void, staring at the mushy bodies below. A mix of venom, affection, and emotion spread across her face!

The cold aura around her grew more intense. Her whole body trembled, her chest heaving in a startling curve.

"You deserve to die!" The graceful woman turned her head, gritting her teeth as she slowly spoke. Her fair, moving face suddenly twisted with ferocity, anger nearly spewing from her eyes.

Bang bang! A jade palm appeared in the air, a thousand zhang in size, directly collapsing the void. Surging force howled out like a mountain flood, erupting.

Rumble! The jade palm rotated through the void, slowly pressing down. The force below grew stronger, turning the void into a zone of nothingness.

"Roar! Roar..." The two massive bodies collapsed to the ground. Under this pressure, the flood dragon's body oozed blood. As the pressure surged, a river of blood flowed across the ground.