Chapter 466: Dao Body Sword Canon!

Tears welled up in Big Tiger's eyes, sending a chill down their spines. Yun'er couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

"Show me your transformation." Yang Tian halted his fist, rubbed his nose, and said with a smile.

At that moment, the Blood Fiend Tiger's expression suddenly turned solemn. His tiger face tightened, ears perked up, his broad face with a few whiskers gently swaying, and his copper-bell-like eyes wide open, looking quite impressive.

Under Yang Tian's astonished gaze, his body began to shrink, the blood-red markings on his body dissipated, and he transformed into a milky-white fur.

"This..." Yang Tian's eyes widened as he stared at the white tiger before him, about three feet tall, its fur crystal clear, radiating a holy light, a world of difference from before.

"Wow, so beautiful!" Yun'er's eyelashes curved into crescent moons as she gazed at the white tiger, giggling.

"The mistress has good taste." The clumsy tiger grinned, his expression full of flattery as he trotted over to Yun'er.

Hearing this, Yang Tian's mouth twitched, and he wanted to go over and give him a beating. But in the end, he held back. This white tiger had too many tricks up his sleeve; it was better to keep him by Yun'er's side.

Just as Yang Tian sighed, the white tiger deflated like a punctured ball, reverting to his original form.

"This guy is full of nonsense." Shaking his head, Yang Tian couldn't help but laugh.

The Blood Fiend Tiger shamelessly followed Yang Tian's steps. Yun'er felt helpless and rubbed the tiger's head, forcibly naming him Big Tiger, which provoked a protest from the tiger.

"Big Tiger it is. What can I do? The great White Tiger King can't beat Yang Tian now." Big Tiger looked world-weary. Yang Tian glanced at him sideways, and Little Tiger shuddered, not daring to think any nonsense.

"Two great powerhouses from the Demon Spirit Sect died—what a disaster." Yang Tian walked over to the corpses and muttered to himself.

In the chaotic region of the Chaos Capital, with two formidable experts eliminated, it was likely that the Demon Spirit City, a prime target, would change hands in the near future.

"Haha, leave this rough work to me..." Big Tiger was now very excited, his copper-bell eyes shining. He scampered over, scanning the two piles of rotten flesh, but when he sensed the gaze behind him, he shuddered and dared not eat them.

The flesh and blood of great powerhouses contain life essence. Although they didn't cultivate their physiques, the essence within was abundant. Humans eat beasts, beasts eat humans—it's like a food chain. Some exotic beasts are even great tonics, reflecting the cruelty of the cultivation world.

The Blood Fiend Tiger poked his huge head into the pile, rummaged for a while, found two void rings, and then trotted over to hand them to Yang Tian.

Taking the two void rings, Yang Tian licked his lips. These two were major figures of the Demon Spirit Sect; their stored treasures and spirit medicines should be much more than that greedy old man's.

Clatter! A pile of multicolored treasures instantly fell. Little Tiger's torch-like eyes scanned them, drool dripping from his mouth.

"Eh?" Yang Tian's eyes showed a hint of surprise as he looked over the items. More than half of them were refining materials, and many were rare ones.

Yang Tian picked up a piece of gleaming golden stone. This was Wujin, an extremely hard refining material that could be used to forge high-quality swords. Here, there were many—over a dozen pieces.

Little Tiger's eyes sparkled as he stared at the small pile of refining materials and said ingratiatingly, "Yang Tian, can you give me a little..."

Hearing this, Yang Tian glanced at him and said slowly, "What do you need it for? Can you even refine artifacts?"

"Of course, I can do anything..." The Blood Fiend Tiger said arrogantly, grinning. Yang Tian couldn't help but give him a knock on his big head.

"You're lucky to have followed me. I'll give you a little." Yang Tian selected some materials for forging swords, all of high quality. The refining materials stored by great powerhouses were of top grade, enough to forge Dao artifacts.

"Yang Tian, give me a few spirit medicines." Little Tiger took the opportunity, drool dripping as he stared at several radiant spirit medicines, almost unable to resist pouncing.

"You glutton..." Yang Tian kicked the shameless clumsy tiger and put away a few spirit medicines that belonged to him. These were items Yang Tian had auctioned off, and now they had fallen into these people's hands.

"Ow..." Little Tiger howled miserably, looking pitifully at Yun'er, lying on the ground with all four limbs spread, causing Yun'er to laugh softly.

Seeing this, Yang Tian shook his head. This tiger's intelligence was too high; he was practically a spirit. But Yang Tian was also quite pleased. Having this cunning tiger by Yun'er's side, with considerable strength, would be enough to deter some people.

Yang Tian gave him a few plants. The Blood Fiend Tiger's cultivation was about to break into the Demon Emperor realm. Once he broke through, he would be a great help in the Dao God Mountain.

"Yang Tian, aren't you going to check the other void ring?" Big Tiger said happily. When he saw Yang Tian take away all the treasures, he hid behind Yun'er and asked cautiously.

"Call me that again, and I'll stew you." Yang Tian curled his lip in disdain. The Blood Fiend Tiger knew everything but was too greedy, just like Little White.

Scanning the other void ring with his divine sense, Yang Tian marveled inwardly. This one also contained a large amount of refining materials.

"It seems these refining materials are closely related to the Dao God Mountain." Licking his lips, Yang Tian was annoyed that he had forgotten to ask the Golden Fur War Ape earlier.

"Big Tiger, let's go." Yang Tian grinned, sat on Big Tiger's back, and laughed heartily.

"No spirit medicines, no ride..." Big Tiger was unwilling, extorting him, very greedy.

"Ow..." Yang Tian gave Big Tiger a thorough beating. He let out a pig-like squeal, and finally, the beast ran unconditionally, rushing toward the valley.

High in the sky, a sneaky-looking tiger streaked across the void. His eyesight was excellent, and whenever he spotted a spirit medicine, he would roar.

"Yang Tian, there must be a Spirit Snake Flower in that snake cave below. Should we snatch it?" Big Tiger's eyes fell on a snake cave exuding fierce aura, and he started shouting.

"Even robbing your own kind? How pathetic. Let's go." Yang Tian smiled bitterly. Big Tiger hadn't stopped the whole way, spouting nonsense and showing off.

"What a great opportunity for a heist, and we could eat snake meat too." Big Tiger grumbled, but he didn't dare say it out loud. He had been beaten many times along the way, and he knew Yang Tian looked down on such spirit medicines.

Half a day later, Yang Tian and the others arrived at the valley. The essence of heaven and earth was dense here. Big Tiger immediately jumped up, rushed to the planted spirit medicine field, and drooled all over the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes. This guy absolutely couldn't be put into the Ancestral Dragon Ring, or the spirit medicines inside would be in big trouble.

"Hehe, Yang Tian is so generous. I made the right choice following him." When Big Tiger noticed Yang Tian entering the cave, he chuckled inwardly, opened his bloody mouth, and instantly devoured a spirit medicine.

Inside the cave, Yang Tian's mind began to stir. He sat cross-legged on the ground and sent his mind into the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

"I wonder what's sealed in here? Could it be a martial technique?" Rubbing his hands, Yang Tian looked at the silver paper in his hand and said.

Currently, his offensive martial techniques were dominated by the Heaven-Overturning Seal, and the Sun had not been used in desperate battles for too long. He urgently needed powerful offensive techniques.

After a moment of silence, Yang Tian closed his eyes. A wisp of refined blood essence emerged from his fingertip, accompanied by the sound of the Great Dao, and seeped into the silver paper.

Under the infusion of blood essence, the silver page gradually began to emit fluctuations. Sensing this change, Yang Tian's heart immediately rejoiced, and the energy emanating from his fingertip surged rapidly.

Buzz! The silver page hummed, emitting a strange vibrating sound, like a sword gently trembling. It was a chilling sound, very remarkable.

"This is..." Yang Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. His soul body trembled a little, then was suppressed by the Divine Dragon Soul Suppression.

"Could it be a soul secret technique?" Frowning slightly, Yang Tian said. He already had a soul secret technique, and it was very powerful; he didn't need another.

Just as Yang Tian was pondering, an extremely strange energy fluctuation pulled his mind into a mysterious void.

Scanning his surroundings, this was a hazy void, unclear. When Yang Tian felt puzzled, a figure suddenly appeared before him.

"Who?!" Yang Tian was startled, his pupils instantly constricted as he looked at the middle-aged man in Daoist robes before him. This Daoist had an otherworldly aura, his jet-black hair tied up with a jade hairpin.

His expression was wooden. Yang Tian immediately relaxed—this was an unconscious body. His gaze then fell on the pitch-black longsword in the Daoist's hand.

"Trembling Sword!" The Daoist suddenly spoke softly, exerting a soul-suppressing pressure. The pitch-black longsword began to hum, accompanied by the sound of the Great Dao, emitting a soft tremor.

At that moment, Yang Tian's soul suddenly shook. Not only that, but his body also twisted, affected by an overwhelming force, as if it were about to split apart.

"What kind of sword technique is this?!" Yang Tian exclaimed. His entire body was disrupted, the energy within him suppressed, unable to unleash his full power.

Just as Yang Tian was resisting with all his might, the scene before him shattered. His vision brightened, his chest heaved violently, his blood surged, and he felt as if he were about to explode!

"Such a terrifying sword technique!" A sense of shock rose in his heart. He had almost exploded just now. Yang Tian smacked his lips and shouted inwardly.

That sword technique was extremely peculiar. When the sword trembled, it not only exerted a strong suppressive force on the soul but also caused great damage to the physical body. For those with lower cultivation, they would instantly explode!

After a moment of calm, Yang Tian took a deep breath and sent his mind into the silver page, moving toward a row of silver characters.

Dao Body Sword Canon! The sword, unyielding and unbending, reveals its sharpness.

My sword trembles heaven and earth, resounds through the nine heavens, a sky-rending sword!

With a thousand-character introduction, Yang Tian's heart surged with excitement. This was a sword move called the Trembling Sword!

The Dao Body Sword Canon had few moves—only three sword techniques: Trembling Sword, Resounding Sword, and Sky-Rending Sword!

Trembling the heavens, rending the sky with one sword!