Chapter 1771: Storming the Heavenly Tiger Mountain Alone

Black Pupil's expression shifted several times. Suddenly, he moved, his form vanishing abruptly as he遁入 the void.

Ye Yuan had already anticipated this. He stepped through the air and pointed his finger once more.

A crack appeared in the very space itself, and Black Pupil's figure was directly shaken out.

Black Pupil's pupils contracted sharply as he exclaimed in shock, "Sp... Space Law!"

Ye Yuan looked at him and said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Come with me."

Black Pupil's expression changed, and he said fearfully, "You... where are you taking me?"

"Tiger Mountain."

Black Pupil's face was full of terror, and he said frantically, "I... I'm not going! You... you're looking for death! White Light is already dead. What's the point of doing this now?"

At this moment, Ye Yuan's face was calm, but those who knew him well knew that he was furious.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan extended another finger.

"Ah! You... you've crippled my cultivation! You'll die a miserable death!"

Heitong let out a miserable scream; Ye Yuan's finger just now had directly shattered his inner world.

At this moment, Heitong was already a completely useless cripple.

Ye Yuan looked at him, his gaze deep, and said, "My brother is lucky to be alive; he won't die. If he really had died, I would make the entire Tianhu Mountain be buried with him! As for you, there's absolutely no chance of survival."

Heitong's whole body trembled, and a look of despair appeared on his face.

Suddenly, he burst into wild laughter and said, "Just you? Make the entire Tianhu Mountain be buried with him? You, on what grounds?"

Ye Yuan walked over slowly, picked Heitong up, and with a single step, directly left the Huben Imperial City.

"You just sent a message using a secret technique, didn't you? Don't harbor any illusions; no one will come to save you." Ye Yuan said calmly as he moved swiftly.

Heitong's expression changed, and he said in disbelief, "You want to scare me? My grandfather is the supreme elder of Huben Imperial City, a strong cultivator at the late fifth stage! You've crippled my cultivation; he will definitely tear you into a thousand pieces."

Ye Yuan glanced at him with pity and said indifferently, "Then just see if anyone will come to save you."

Time ticked by, and the two of them drew closer and closer to Tianhu Mountain.

Yet there was still no movement from behind.

Hei Tong's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

He really couldn't understand why his grandfather wouldn't come to save him.

And where did Ye Yuan's confidence come from?

Seeing that Ye Yuan had already reached the edge of the Tianyao Mountain Range, Hei Tong finally realized that Ye Yuan wasn't bluffing—he truly had something to rely on!

But why?

He was merely a martial artist at the fifth level of the Divine Lord realm; why didn't his grandfather dare to come?

"Why? Why!" Hei Tong roared in frustration.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "Didn't you say that with my strength, passing through 'Mo Wen' would be no problem at all?"

Hei Tong's pupils contracted, and he said in disbelief, "You... you really passed 'Mo Wen'? That's impossible! If you passed 'Mo Wen', why hasn't the entire demon clan heard a single word?"

Ye Yuan said, "That's because I'm different from those before me!"

Hei Tong's whole body trembled, his mind in chaos.

He had said that earlier only to flatter Ye Yuan.

No one had broken through 'Mo Wen' in eight million years. Although Ye Yuan was formidable, he simply didn't believe Ye Yuan had the ability to get through.

But now, even his own grandfather dared not pursue them—clearly, some powerful force had stopped him.

At the very least, even the City Lord didn't have that ability or strength!

Then... could it really be the Saint Ancestor?

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became!

The deeper Hei Tong thought, the more desperate he became.

……

"I am Ye Yuan, requesting an audience with the Heavenly Tiger King!"

Ye Yuan stood in midair, speaking clearly to those below, his voice resounding throughout the entire Heavenly Tiger Mountain.

Black Pupil's legs trembled with fear. This guy was far too bold.

Suddenly, several powerful auras rose into the air and charged toward Ye Yuan and the other.

Seven or eight ferocious beasts with formidable auras attacked without distinguishing right from wrong.

Black Pupil's face turned ashen with terror. Each of these seven or eight beasts was several times stronger than him; now both he and Ye Yuan were doomed.

This guy must be out of his mind, daring to be so reckless on the Heavenly Tiger King's turf. What else could it be but a death wish?

Ye Yuan's expression darkened, and his figure became ethereal as he charged directly into the pack of beasts.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Black Pupil only felt the divine essence around him wildly dispersing.

And Ye Yuan, fighting alone against seven or eight late-stage fourth-rank beasts, showed no sign of weakness.

Was this guy a freak?

His combat strength was this formidable!

What kind of monster was this brother of White Light?

Suddenly, a wave of regret surged in his heart. He realized he had done something extremely foolish—offending the one person he should never have crossed!

"Divine Dragon Stomps the Sky!"

"Nirvana Seal!"

One powerful move after another burst forth, and Ye Yuan sent the beasts crashing back into Heavenly Tiger Mountain one by one.

Ye Yuan stood in midair and spoke again: "I am Ye Yuan, requesting an audience with the Heavenly Tiger King!"

This time, no beasts charged out.

Before long, a black tiger soared into the sky.

An overwhelming aura instantly enveloped Ye Yuan and the other.

"Boy, who are you, daring to cause trouble on my Heavenly Tiger Mountain?" the black tiger spoke in human tongue.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "I want to see the Heavenly Tiger King."

The black tiger sneered disdainfully, "Boy, your strength is not bad. But why would the Heavenly Tiger King want to see you?"

Ye Yuan said, "I can heal Tiger Heart."

The black tiger laughed heartily, "The Tiger Cub Imperial City even sent a five-star priest, and they were helpless. You, a wet-behind-the-ears brat, can heal Tiger Heart's injuries?"

The Heavenly Tiger King's conditions for retreat naturally included not only handing over White Light but also having the Priest Temple send someone to heal his son Tiger Heart's wounds.

But Tiger Heart's injuries were too severe; even the Priest Temple could not cure him.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "They are not as good as me. Treat him as a last resort; you have no other choice anyway."

The black tiger was furious: "Boy, watch your mouth!"

Angry as he was, the black tiger did not attack.

Because he knew that although Ye Yuan's words were crude, the reasoning was sound.

This kid suddenly appeared and dared to boast so boldly; he probably wasn't just speaking idly.

Who would risk their life for nothing?

Seeing Ye Yuan unresponsive, the black tiger said irritably, "Since you've come to heal Tiger Heart, what are you waiting for? Follow me!"

But Ye Yuan did not move. He said calmly, "I want to see the Heavenly Tiger King. Otherwise, I won't treat him."

The black tiger was enraged: "Boy, you're already here. It's no longer up to you."

Ye Yuan said calmly, "You can try. I can heal Tiger Heart, but I can also make him wish he were dead. If you don't believe me, go ahead and try."

The black tiger's face darkened: "Boy, you dare!"

Seeing Ye Yuan unresponsive, the black tiger completely broke down. He snorted coldly, "Boy, wait here. I'll go ask the Heavenly Tiger King for his opinion!"