Chapter 384

"Bang!"

The tiger paw struck, a deafening muffled sound ringing out. The spirit weapon let out a mournful cry, nearly shattered by the single blow.

The sword vibrated, and Song Yushao felt a mountain-toppling force travel from the hilt. The spirit weapon nearly flew from his hand, and his arm felt as if it were about to be shattered.

His blood-Qi churned, his internal organs roared, and with the wind whistling in his ears, Song Yushao was swatted from the air, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, dust rolled, and spiderweb-like cracks spread. Song Yushao was driven into the ground, creating a massive deep pit, and dragon-like dust rose into the sky.

"Beast, you are courting death!"

Song Yushao’s exasperated voice came from the pit, and a thick sword beam tore through the ground, blasting the charging Crimson Flame Tiger away.

It wasn't that he couldn't kill the Crimson Flame Tiger, but he was worried that if he did, he would lose the beast blood needed to cultivate the Vermillion Flame Fruit.

Scorching beast blood splattered, the wounds appearing charred. The Crimson Flame Tiger let out a roar of stinging pain, its massive body rolling as it flew backward.

The ground exploded, soil and stone flying. Song Yushao, his body glowing with blinding light, rushed out from the pit. His clothes were shredded, his hair disheveled, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Crimson Flame Tiger’s blow had indeed injured him. Although not too serious, several meridians were ruptured, and his muscles and bones ached.

Song Yushao’s murderous intent surged. As the ancestor of the Song family, when had he ever been so disheveled?

The spirit weapon in his hand flashed with light, instantly turning into a silver streak. His figure suddenly vanished from where he stood, and sharp sword intent tore through the air, striking the retreating Crimson Flame Tiger like a silk ribbon. Man and beast fought in a tangle.

In the end, Song Yushao still couldn't bear to kill the Crimson Flame Tiger, and his attacks were not lethal.

For a time, sword Qi crisscrossed Yunqi Manor, and the tiger’s roars were incessant.

Wherever man and beast went, everything was shattered and exploded, turning into ruins.

Song Yushao’s attacks were sharp, but the Crimson Flame Tiger had thick skin and flesh, and its strength was astonishing. During close-quarters combat, Song Yushao couldn't withstand its attacks, being swatted away several times, his robes stained with blood.

The wounds on the Crimson Flame Tiger’s body increased, and scorching tiger blood had already dyed its body red.

"Roar!"

This fearless exotic beast finally felt fear. After a low roar, it turned to charge out of Yunqi Manor.

"Thinking of leaving now? Too late!"

Song Yushao, hair disheveled, struck out with a booming, crimson giant hand that suppressed the Crimson Flame Tiger from above its head.

"Bang!"

The giant hand was like a mountain, directly pinning the Crimson Flame Tiger into the ground, unable to move.

Song Yushao showed a look of satisfaction. The Crimson Flame Tiger was at the end of its rope. Although its injuries were quite heavy, given the vitality of such an exotic beast, it could recover after being raised for a period of time.

Walking over with large strides, he stepped directly onto the Crimson Flame Tiger’s head.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a scream rang in his ears, accompanied by an explosive sound.

Song Yushao’s five senses had already captured the aura of a Heaven Origin martial artist, who had killed the few remaining Song family members with lightning speed and was now charging toward him like a thunderbolt.

"Who?"

Song Yushao roared. In an instant, he understood that the Crimson Flame Tiger breaking its bonds was not an accident, but man-made.

A master of the same realm as him had released the Crimson Flame Tiger, lurking in the shadows, waiting for him and the tiger to fight until both were injured and his mind was relaxed before launching a sneak attack.

Song Yushao was shocked and furious. He turned around quickly, only to see a golden blade Qi, condensed almost to the point of substance, emitting sharp blade intent, tearing through the air as it slashed toward him.

At the same time, a figure covered in black cloth followed behind the blade Qi, swiftly killing toward him.

"Boom!"

The blade Qi tore through the air, emitting a roar, drawing in the surrounding heaven and earth energy. Before the blade Qi even arrived, the surrounding ground had already been sliced open by the sharp blade intent, and soil and stone were silently pulverized.

Song Yushao felt a sense of horror, as if his body were about to split open; he felt that this blade Qi could easily tear his body apart.

The golden blade Qi seemed to be composed of thousands of blades, carrying the murderous intent and ferocity to destroy all things, splitting the earth all the way.

"Retreat!"

Song Yushao did not hesitate, his body shifting rapidly, disappearing from the top of the Crimson Flame Tiger’s head.

The opponent’s timing for the sneak attack was perfect, striking just as he had taken down the Crimson Flame Tiger and his mind was relaxed; it had almost succeeded.

It was a pity that Heaven Origin martial artists have keen senses and strong minds; the opponent could only attack from a distance, giving him time to react.

The golden blade Qi brushed past his body, the torn Gang-wind sweeping by, and the blade Qi plunged into the Crimson Flame Tiger’s body.

"Puchi!"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh rang out, and scorching beast blood splattered. The golden blade Qi cut open the Crimson Flame Tiger’s skin and flesh, pulling out a deep wound visible to the bone, extending from the tiger’s rear all the way to its head, nearly cutting the massive exotic beast in two.

It was just that the bones of this level of exotic beast were too hard, and the power of the blade Qi was ultimately blocked by the bones, only injuring the skin and flesh.

Wisps of blue smoke rose, and the Crimson Flame Tiger’s opened wound was charred, as if it had been roasted by a raging fire.

Song Yushao’s pupils contracted violently. Such a domineering and scorching blade Qi was even more overbearing than his own Yang-attribute cultivation technique.

"Separating Fire Technique!" Song Yushao said, word by word.

In the territory of the Purple Sun Sect, the only Yang-attribute cultivation technique this overbearing that he could think of was the Separating Fire Technique.

"Roar!"

The Crimson Flame Tiger let out a mournful roar. Already at the end of its rope, it suffered this blow, and its blood surged like a bursting dam; it was clear it wouldn't survive.

Stuck in the ground, it wanted to break free, but it was difficult even to stand; the more it moved, the more blood surged.

"Beast, you deserve to die!" Song Yushao’s eyes were splitting with rage.

He would rather be injured than kill the Crimson Flame Tiger, wanting to raise it to continue cultivating the Vermillion Flame Fruit for him. Now, all his plans had come to nothing, and in the short term, he couldn't find another Yang-attribute Heaven Origin exotic beast to replace the Crimson Flame Tiger.

Moreover, this beast was the culprit who had killed dozens of his Song family’s elite disciples.

Song Yushao’s murderous intent nearly solidified, and the monstrous rage drew the surrounding heaven and earth energy to surge wildly; he wished he could swallow the person before him alive.