Chapter 110: Reunion with Enemies

  "Damn it, why are they coming this way?" The overwhelming pressure made Yang Tian break out in a cold sweat. Watching the approaching figures, he couldn't help but grimace.

  "Screech!" The dragon was fast. Just as the Flying Silver Tiger had fled five or six miles, the massive dragon coiled around it, opening its bloody maw to tear into its flesh.

  The battle was brutal, blood raining down to the ground. The Flying Silver Tiger, a fifth-order beast, was driven by its innate dignity, its sharp claws ripping off the dragon's scales.

  Yang Tian hid in the grass, now dangerously close to the two figures. If a dragon's breath were to be exhaled in his direction, he would be in deep trouble.

  "Will this work?" Just as Yang Tian was about to leave, he crouched back down, a sly smile spreading across his face as he focused a strand of his soul force on the two figures inside, who were nearly roasted.

  "Throw them out and let the two spirit beasts kill them..." Yang Tian grinned darkly, glancing at the battling beasts. He began to inch forward.

  After moving several hundred meters, Yang Tian gauged the distance and nodded in satisfaction. He released Gu Mo and the other man.

  "Yang Tian, you're dead!" Gu Mo roared as soon as he appeared, but when he noticed the two battling beasts ahead, he immediately collapsed in fear.

  "What are you doing?..." Gu Qing's eyes flickered with terror, though he tried to remain calm.

  "Nothing much," Yang Tian replied, amused by their fear. "If you die at the hands of fifth-order spirit beasts, your lives won't have been in vain..."

  "You... you..." Gu Qing lost all composure, shaking his head frantically. He knew Yang Tian wasn't one to back down—after all, he had driven Wang Long out of the Martial Dao Mountain. What were they compared to that?

  "You can't do this! I'm from the Ancient Holy Land..." Gu Mo was completely panicked. These two spirit beasts would kill them in an instant.

  "Get lost!" Yang Tian sneered, grabbing both of them and hurling them forward with all his strength.

  After completing this, Yang Tian quickly retreated into the Golden Crow Divine Furnace, shrinking to the size of a speck of dust and hiding in a corner.

  The sky was filled with roars and cries, blood raining down like a storm. The dragon and tiger tore into each other, the scene gruesome and savage.

  At that moment, two figures suddenly rushed toward the battlefield, their enraged screams echoing across the heavens.

  The dragon paused its attack, a flicker of confusion in its eyes as it stared at the approaching figures. It couldn't understand why such weak creatures, weaker than ants, would charge toward them.

  "Screech!" Despite its confusion, the dragon acted swiftly. Its overwhelming aura erupted, immobilizing Gu Mo and Gu Qing in mid-air.

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

  "Beast, how dare you!" As their bodies were on the verge of being crushed, two strange black lights stabilized their forms, and an angry shout rang out.

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  "Roar!" The Flying Silver Tiger halted its attack, its fierce gaze scanning the sky. Two soul bodies now stood in the air, glaring at them with fury.

  They were two middle-aged men, mere soul projections, but their cultivation was formidable. Their eyes fell on Gu Mo and Gu Qing, whose bodies had already disintegrated, leaving only a faint trace of life.

  They were finished. Without a miraculous elixir, they would soon die.

  "Wretches!" The two men were furious, their voices filled with venomous hatred. A bone-chilling killing intent spread, their faces twisted with rage.

  Two Holy Son candidates had died. In the modern era, the Ancient Holy Land had never suffered such a loss—and to be killed by two beasts! No, they had been crushed by sheer aura alone.

  They couldn't believe what they were seeing. Their furious gazes locked onto the beasts, their hearts filled with endless rage, wishing they could devour the creatures alive.

  "You know what pain feels like now. You came after me for a mere technique, and this is what you get." Yang Tian watched the scene from his hiding place, a cold smile on his face.

  "Roar!" The Flying Silver Tiger and the dragon ceased their battle, their fierce eyes fixed on the soul bodies. Both beasts launched an attack!

  Seeing this, the two middle-aged men grew serious. If their true bodies were here, they could fight, but as soul projections, they couldn't unleash much power. A thought of escape crossed their minds.

  "Die!" One of the men clenched his fist, staring at the approaching beasts. He threw a punch, and a mountain-sized fist appeared before the Flying Silver Tiger.

  Boom! The punch was fierce, the shockwaves spreading out, aiming to pierce through and strike the tiger's head.

  Clang! The sound of metal clashing rang out, sparks flying everywhere. The Flying Silver Tiger's body paused for a moment, but only for an instant before it pounced on the man.

  Its massive paw slammed down, but the man seemed prepared. A gigantic hand descended from the sky, slamming into the tiger.

  "Roar!" The tiger roared, its violent aura surging. Its paw struck, shattering the giant hand in mid-air.

  Seeing this, the man retreated rapidly. His soul body was already fading, unable to withstand the toll of battle. If he didn't escape soon, his soul projection would dissipate.

  "Roar!" The Flying Silver Tiger seemed to sense his intention. The "king" character on its forehead glowed brightly, shooting out and striking the soul body.

  "No!" The man's face paled, but the attack was too fast. It struck his soul body, melting it instantly.

  On the other side, the other man didn't last much longer. His soul projection was also destroyed.

  Having dealt with the two soul projections, the two massive beasts were about to resume their battle when the space around them began to tremble. The scene was terrifying, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading everywhere.

  Boom! The void shook, and a slender jade finger emerged from the sky, like a towering pillar, pressing down.

  "It's her, that old hag!" Yang Tian's face turned cold, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. He would never forget that moment when a jade finger had nearly pierced through his body from afar.

  An overwhelming aura rose, and the Flying Silver Tiger and the dragon froze, fear flickering in their eyes. They immediately tried to flee.

  "Thinking of running? You dare disrespect me?" A cold, feminine voice echoed, seemingly coming from nowhere, resonating through the space.

  The jade finger pierced through the void, an unstoppable force sealing the two massive beasts in place.

  "Roar!" The two beasts struggled, unleashing all their energy, like torrents of power crashing against the jade finger.

  Boom! The deafening sound shook the heavens, the void continuously being torn apart. The sealed space began to waver under the immense force, and cracks appeared on the jade finger.

  In the distance, a graceful figure stepped through the void, covering dozens of miles in a single stride. Her beautiful face was filled with rage, and the killing intent she radiated seemed to freeze the air.

  Boom! The two massive bodies exerted all their strength, continuously shaking the jade finger. The cracks on the finger multiplied, and just as it was about to shatter, the two beasts trembled violently.

  "Mo'er..." The woman in white appeared in the void, her gaze falling on the mangled body below. A mix of hatred, love, and sorrow filled her eyes.

  The cold aura around her intensified, her body trembling. Her chest heaved, creating a striking silhouette.

  "You deserve to die!" The woman turned, her voice dripping with venom. Her beautiful face twisted into a mask of fury, her eyes blazing with anger.

  Boom! A jade palm appeared in the sky, thousands of feet wide, crushing the void. Surging energy erupted like a flood, spreading out in all directions.

  Boom! The jade palm moved through the void, slowly pressing down. The energy below grew more intense, turning the space into a void.

  "Roar!" The two massive bodies instantly collapsed to the ground. Under this pressure, the dragon's body oozed blood, and as the pressure increased, a river of blood formed on the ground.