Chapter 115: Heavenly Demon Yanluo

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shen Yi's frame looked rather small before Tiger Boss, yet he firmly held the upper hand, his slender five fingers suffused with a dark glow stamping onto its body in rapid succession.

The intent of Tianyan Siji pierced through the body, corroding its meridians; the Life-Death Zen Body and Vein-Severing Dragon-Catcher combined at this moment, producing an effect far beyond what they had shown before.

Demons and monsters were already renowned for their brute strength, let alone a Nascent Core Realm tiger demon — one already qualified to call itself a Lord.

But before those fleshly palms, Tiger Boss was being slapped backward step after step, its whole body aching and numb, a faint stabbing pain creeping in — clearly it had fallen prey to some kind of sealing technique.

Its face changed abruptly as it sensed something was wrong.

Such ferocious palm force — how could a Jade Liquid Realm martial artist possibly produce it? Even if it weren't a sneak attack, it wouldn't be much weaker than itself.

Horizontal-Training Body Tempering?!

"Ao!"

With a low growl, the long blade on its back trembled wildly — a sign of muscles surging with power. Its sturdy tiger legs kicked off the ground violently, finally stabilizing its stance. Blazing golden light surged over its arms, and condensed, solid Gang Qi erupted outward.

It crossed both arms in front of its chest, shielding its skull, settled into a rooted stance, and prepared to take another palm from Shen Yi head-on!

Just then, the younger tiger demon suddenly erupted, kicking its elder brother hard in the lower back.

This move surprised not only Tiger Boss but even Shen Yi. Watching that massive figure stumble toward him uncontrollably, like a mountain bearing down with no room to dodge, he decisively withdrew his palm and switched to an elbow that smashed into the other's face.

At the same moment, the younger tiger demon leapt up triumphantly, steel-blade-like claws springing from its two broad tiger paws. Taking advantage of the man's entanglement with its brother, it slashed out several streaks of golden Gang three zhang wide, aimed at both of them!

The angle of this strike was extremely devious, leaving Shen Yi no room to breathe at all… as a price, its own brother was likewise one of the golden Gang's targets.

Seeing this, Shen Yi drove a vicious knee strike without hesitation into Tiger Boss's groin. The instant the other lost strength and cried out in pain, he seized its hill-like body and hauled it in front of him as a shield.

Pshw! Pshw!

The razor-sharp golden Gang tore through fur, split flesh, and left ghastly gashes deep enough to expose bone.

By the time the Gang Qi dispersed, the blood-drenched Tiger Boss hadn't even had time to react.

Shen Yi vaulted into the air, twisted, and brought a whip-kick crashing down on its neck. The ferocious, unmatched force pressed it down onto its knees. He smoothly drew the three-foot ceremonial blade from its back.

Amid the spurt of blood, the blade edge chopped down once more!

Tiger Boss felt the force transmitted from the back of its neck and strained to throw its head back and struggle, only to discover in horror that even with all its might, it still could not stop its body from toppling.

Crack! With the sound of something hard colliding, the jet-black ceremonial blade slashed across its face and sank deep into its skull!

Tiger Boss's head trembled. Even with the long blade still embedded in its face and blood pouring like a stream, its arms still bulged as it strained to prop its body up, refusing to collapse completely: "Not bad, kid… you've got some skill…"

For a Nascent Core Realm demon, even with only half a body left it could still crawl a long way — this kind of injury hardly counted as anything.

It heard the whistling of wind by its ears.

Shen Yi paused for a moment, sidestepped the incoming claws, and kicked the younger tiger demon—which had been waiting to ambush—flying.

"Tch, not bad indeed." Having failed to harm the opponent in two consecutive strikes, the younger tiger demon couldn't quite save face. It bared its fangs, lowered its body, steadied itself with its claws, and casually rolled its neck.

Crack-crack — the sudden sound of bones bursting.

The next instant it revealed its true form, roughly three zhang long, and a thick tiger tail whipped out like a lash, snapping several great trees with a sharp crack.

To take down such a ferociously body-tempered martial artist, it would have to reveal its true form.

Almost at the same time, Tiger Boss beside Shen Yi also swelled violently; even sprawled on the ground, it still stood taller than the youth.

It shook the ceremonial blade from its face, and a faint crimson gradually welled in its tiger eyes: "Your horizontal-training skill is truly rare — I just wonder if you'll be tough on the teeth when I eat you later."

As it spoke, the two of them, like two fur-draped little mountains, slowly began to move, pacing around Shen Yi. A foul, fishy demonic aura spread from their bodies, quickly shrouding the entire hillock.

Brothers roughhousing was perfectly normal, but when they ran into a tough nut, the situation would change.

The two demons encircled the youth, closing in step by step. A hint of greedy hunger gleamed in their slit-pupil eyes. They were demon Lords who had just broken through — still a touch raw, not comparable to their father Lord, yet still great demons capable of dominating a region.

The surging demonic aura ran rampant, displaying the younger demon Lord's presence.

Under the crushing weight of that presence, even Yongan City outside the hillock — which had been bustling with noise moments ago — fell into utter silence.

"…"

After the brief exchange, Shen Yi had roughly formed his judgment.

With his own means alone, going all-out, he might be able to take down one of them, but if the two attacked together in concert, it would be somewhat of a stretch.

To pull off a no-cost deal, his current strength was still not quite enough.

He bent down, picked up the ink-black blade, and casually twirled it once.

To the two demons' eyes, this action looked rather pitiful — like a final, desperate struggle.

But the instant the youth raised his gaze, a wisp of familiar crimson made the two tigers freeze for a heartbeat.

Between the two demon Lords' auras, a third — equally murderous enough to chill the bone, yet far thicker and steadier — gradually spread outward…

Apart from atop Qingfeng Mountain, this was the second time the Molten Sun Treasure Furnace had fully released its restraints.

The Heavenly Demon Yanluo External Core trembled slightly, and dense blood-fiend demonic power burst forth like floodwaters through an opened gate, rampaging through his body!

Shen Yi felt once more that unfamiliar power flooding into his limbs and bones, extended his left hand, and loosely curled his five fingers with a hint of relish.

A dark-red mist rose at the edges of his pitch-black pupils.

The loose ink-black robe swayed slightly, its sleeves fluttering gently. Fine bloodstains surfaced on his pale wrist — a sign of his meridians and acupoints being flooded by the vast demonic power.

One moment he had been a fragrant, sweet human-body treasure medicine; the next he seemed like a ferocious demon descending upon the world!

The younger tiger demon's tail stopped swaying in fright, its long, muscular body involuntarily tensing under the immense sense of crisis. It stared at the youth in bewilderment: "Senior?"

"Are you fucking stupid!"

Although it didn't know what was going on, the grudge had already been made — there was no room for hesitation.

Tiger Boss lunged forward, its sky-covering shadow engulfing that slender figure. Its immensely muscular tiger body was sheathed in golden Gang, and it brought its claws crashing down on the youth with devastating force!

The surging Gang Qi tore through everything in its path!

Just as it was about to touch that ink-black robe, the massive tiger body eerily stalled in midair.

A single palm rested lightly against its belly.

The condensed, solid golden Gang instantly dissolved and scattered under the violent demonic power — and shattered along with it were the meridians throughout its body.

Bony fingers broke through the flesh and reached in, deftly gripping the nascent core tethered by blood and tissue, drawing it out bit by bit.

"Ah… ah!!"

A wretched howl rang across the hill.

Blood plasma seeped down his wrist and soaked the sleeve. Shen Yi's expression was unruffled, only his gaze faintly brutal.

The power of the Flood-Dragon Demon, the Hundred-Refinement Crocodile-Dragon Body, the Life-and-Death Zen Physique.

When these were layered atop the Flood-Dragon Monarch's three thousand years of cultivation, the tiger demon before him—barely stronger than the Shenxu Laozu of the Deng clan—truly had little power to resist.

Right in front of it, beneath its wide-open, helpless gaze.

Shen Yi easily wrenched that barely-formed nascent core free, then stored it within the silver bell.

Only now did Tiger Boss crash to the ground. Faint as a dying breath, it writhed toward the young man in a frenzy: "Give it back… give it back!"

Shen Yi glanced sideways and said softly, "Lie still. Don't move."

His breath was scorching. Suppressing the urge to keep tormenting the tiger demon, he gripped the long blade and, with meticulous precision, sliced the head clean off with a wet thwack.

A wisp of heart's essence blood burrowed out of Tiger Boss's body and into the bell at his waist.

【Slain Nascent Core Realm tiger demon. Total lifespan: 3,960 years. Remaining lifespan: 1,823 years. Absorption complete.】

(End of chapter)