Chapter 897: Awakening

Bang!

Yang Kui knelt on both knees and shouted, "Spare my life, hero! I am just a small fry who just came out of the training camp, a newcomer to the Black-Clad Guard. I have no blood feud with the heroes of the Qiankun Society. I am now willing to abandon darkness for light; I beg the hero to spare my life. I am willing to kill the Black-Clad Guard with my own hands to prove my loyalty!"

For Yang Kui, resisting a Strange Person at this moment meant death!

And even if he really rebelled with the Qiankun Society, at least there might be a way to survive!

This was drinking poison to quench thirst; even knowing the future consequences were grave, there was no other choice.

"You..."

Xiaohuan looked at this "fierce man" who had just defeated her and possessed such high martial arts, and for a moment, she seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Was this still that vicious lackey of the Imperial Court?

And to kneel so quickly?

How could you have so little backbone?

Xiaohuan felt some sorrow for her previous failure, but suddenly, her gaze flickered, and she saw the great hero who had descended from the sky to save her: "Are you... Brother Bai Xuan?"

This was also the foundation upon which he could frantically flee for his life!

At the same time, Yang Kui felt a chill run through his entire body!

He trusted his intuition above all else, so without hesitation, he got up, flashed, and hid behind Xiaohuan.

His background was miserable; he had been sent to the Black-Clad Guard Training Camp in his childhood and had narrowly escaped death several times.

This Demon Tiger was covered in white bone spurs, surrounded by black Qi, and within this black Qi, one soul after another faintly emerged!

A terrifying pressure, carrying something even more terrifying than tiger might, instantly swept across all directions.

At this critical juncture!

A crimson sun suddenly appeared before Yang Kui's eyes again.

Aaron walked out of the explosion unscathed with his hands behind his back: "Scarlet... is this the trump card you chose to deal with me?"

"Wait... could the Scarlet sun I dreamed of be a Strange Art?"

A crimson Sun Wheel Seal appeared on Yang Kui's forehead, and his blood vessels bulged, spreading from his forehead to his entire body like a solar corona and sunlight.

Aaron laughed: "You say you want to surrender, but your muscles are tense, clearly ready to strike at any moment! No... it's to run away!"

A huge pit appeared on the spot.

Yang Kui felt a sense of suspicion and uncertainty in his heart.

He only knew that by visualizing that moment of the crimson sun, he could adjust his state and practice the Blood Kui Hand to his heart's content without harming his body!

"There must be a problem here... Golden Finger!"

Unfortunately, this dream was very blurry, and he didn't know what exactly had happened.

He suddenly flew out with a claw, pressed it in front of Yang Kui's path, and intercepted the youth.

Just as Aaron was about to strike first.

Behind Yang Kui, Aaron widened his eyes: "He was clearly just a host for this Strange Art before, how did he suddenly master it? And... without any side effects, this isn't Strange Art study!! Unless..."

Anyone who dares to affect him must die!

It was only recently that he obtained a great opportunity.

Facing the Demon Tiger's momentum that was surging again, Yang Kui should have passed out long ago.

Roar!

"With Prince Pingyang here to hold the line, let's do this!"

"Quick, kill that Demon Tiger!"

Among the Black-Clad Guard, several Dutong changed their expressions upon seeing the black Demon Tiger.

He had always regarded this as his greatest secret, but he never expected that today, a leader of the Qiankun Society would think he possessed a Strange Art?

Boom!

"But you must know, no matter how many accidents there are, they are not as strong as one's own strength... one's own strength is enough to suppress all accidents!"

"Even if you sever part of your will to be reborn, are you still a madman? Scarlet, you have disappointed me too much..."

Amidst the roars, a black Demon Tiger over ten meters tall reappeared!

He had actually mastered the Strange Art in an instant and become a Strange Person!

Not only that, but he also fully understood how to use this Strange Art, and he had not paid the price or gained inhuman physical traits!

The shockwave and fire of the explosion engulfed him, but in an instant, it was blocked, compressed, and finally disappeared by a black fierce tiger...

This scroll of the remnant map burned spontaneously without a seam, and information about the 'Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art' automatically appeared in Yang Kui's heart!

"These people throwing their lives away just happened to let Yang Kui escape... This is the power of the Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art, turning misfortune into fortune, meeting disaster and turning it into auspiciousness, a true protagonist halo?!"

At this moment!

The next moment, he saw a huge scarlet ball of light emerge from the water; anything involved, whether it was the cabin, the river water, or even people... all turned into dust.

"What were we thinking before?"

Aaron nodded; if he had met someone who knew when to advance or retreat and had such decisiveness in the past, he would definitely—cut the weeds and dig up the roots!

After all, if such a person grew up, they would surely be very terrifying!

But for some reason, at this moment, he actually had an inexplicable thought, feeling that leaving the other party's life might not be a bad idea.

And on his body, an old piece of silk map instantly burned up.

Just as Aaron made up his mind, the Demon Tiger's momentum behind him changed again, with streaks of black Qi emerging, forming the shape of wings.

"That's right!"

His eyes were crimson, and the sun rune on his forehead burned, carrying a sense of extreme madness.

"Since that's the case..."

【You have exempted yourself from this influence!】

Yang Kui did not understand the meaning contained in Aaron's words at all, feeling only completely bewildered.

Some of the old, weak, women, and children rolled their eyes back and fainted dead away.

In reality.

Wisps of flames were born from the void, surrounding Yang Kui and causing his body to hover, as if he were a small sun.

This was his own true fortuitous encounter, a scroll of a fragmentary map he had harvested while out one day.

"Not good!"

Aaron gave a start, and a light screen appeared before his eyes:

【Determining the passive influence of 'Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art'... Determining!】

Nangong Wusheng knocked Cheng Dongnan into a ship's cabin and was just about to press his advantage when he suddenly saw the scene of the Demon Tiger roaring, a look of shock appearing on his face.

Furthermore, with his instinctive intuition of Spirituality and divination, he immediately associated this with the escaped Golden Finger core component—his own Golden Finger main body, which contained a portion of the Scarlet Creator's will!

Although he fled behind Xiaohuan in an instant, using this woman who clearly had a deep connection to Bai Xuan as a human shield.

Upon hearing this, Yang Kui was also slightly startled in his heart.

Roar, roar!

Yang Kui's blood vessels were covered all over his body, constantly writhing, and he suddenly erupted with a hiss.

Xiaohuan looked at Brother Bai Xuan with some curiosity, not knowing why this brother of the society, whose temperament had changed drastically, would have his expression change several times when facing a lackey of the Imperial Court.

The only chance of survival lay with the strongest Law-Grade Strange Person on the battlefield—Nangong Wusheng!

After mastering the 'Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art', Yang Kui felt his martial arts also break through one after another; his Blood Kui Hand reached an unprecedented realm, and even his most unremarkable movement technique increased greatly.

"So it was you!"

Except for this direction, all other directions were dead ends; he could not block a single move from the opponent!

But the next moment, Yang Kui realized he had thought too simply.

The Scarlet ball of light was like a sun, colliding with the black ferocious tiger; the two sides did not know how many moves they had exchanged in an instant.

Yang Kui was told his secret, and his heart sank abruptly.

Critical moment!

Aaron sighed.

One day while practicing, he was horrified to discover that he had lost consciousness for a period of time.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Kui had already fled into the Danjia Boat Village, formed by many ship cabins and iron chains spanning the river, rapidly approaching the battlefield of Prince Pingyang Nangong Wusheng and Cheng Dongnan.

His eyes lit up: "I spent all my time looking for it, only to find it without any effort... Since you have appeared before me today, don't even think about leaving."

"Not right..."

Aaron was not a fool.

"This energy level? I fear it has already, already..."

From a Demon Tiger, it turned into a winged tiger!

"What are you talking about?"

"This is not a demon that human power can oppose!"

Suddenly, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, and he was shocked!

"Not right!"

Furthermore, its body size was still constantly surging, surging!

In the blink of an eye, accompanied by a tiger's roar, all the ships in Danjia Port were swaying left and right, as if they had encountered a hurricane and a tsunami!

One Danjia after another fled in a panic, looking at that towering giant statue of a Demon Tiger, their spirits and minds falling into confusion!

And during this period of time, his cultivation of the Blood Kui Hand had actually advanced by leaps and bounds, even reaching a level that made him feel like a stranger to himself.

Aaron's mouth curled into a smile, preparing to take in this little brother.

He saw it very clearly, knowing that no matter what, he could not escape this Demon Tiger's pursuit.

'Bai Xuan... one of the ten sworn brothers of the Qiankun Society, a big leader...'

Bang!

A casual strike of the Tiger Demon Body Refining Fist resulted in hitting empty air.

"Why did I suddenly have such a thought?"

Immediately, he tapped his foot, his body moving like a shifting shadow, and arrived before Yang Kui.

"Not right..."

Although Aaron was not afraid, he still frowned, letting his pitch-black aura solidify like a wall, blocking in front of Xiaohuan and the other women and children of the Qiankun Society, intercepting the attack for them.

Aaron withdrew his fist, staring at Yang Kui: "To be able to recover so quickly from my Feathering Ascension Fist Intent... you are definitely not just a simple host of the Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art!"

The will of the Scarlet Creator was originally close to Chaos, and even a part of it was the same.

"What Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art?" Yang Kui had a bit of confusion on his face.

As soon as the words fell, the Demon Tiger behind Aaron roared to the sky, bone spurs exploding one after another on its body, countless eyes growing from within, and those tiger hairs writhing like snakes and pythons as if they had come alive.

Boom!

But at the same time, a violent intent rose in his heart, which caused his eyeballs to turn Scarlet.

After falling to the ground, translucent vengeful spirits appeared, attaching themselves to the Demon Tiger, making this claw strike even more powerful.

And at the edge of the crater, Yang Kui rolled in a sorry state, his body and face covered in wounds splashed by gravel!

"Amazing... the Turn Misfortune into Fortune Strange Art! Once the host encounters danger, it will automatically turn misfortune into fortune and encounter auspiciousness in the face of disaster..."

"The Sixth Rank Head died at the hands of this demon; whoever kills this demon might receive a promotion!"

He looked at that pitch-black Demon Tiger, and only one thought remained in his heart: "So... the person who wiped out the Sixth Rank Head was also you!"

Bang!

The terrifying tiger claw descended with the force of Mount Tai pressing down, while ghosts of victims wailed all around, acting as accomplices to the tiger.

A volley of bullets flew over.

"Fire!"

And, he waited anxiously for the final judgment.

"You all... are seeking death?"

"Haha, you are very interesting!"

Aaron gave a light wave of his right hand, and Xiaohuan's body flew up, leaving the range that Yang Kui could control.

Furthermore, she was not harmed in the slightest!

Gradually, whenever Yang Kui dreamed at night, he would dream of a crimson sun!

A squad of musketeers was reorganized and lined up by them... aiming at the pitch-black Demon tiger, they fired resolutely!

Bang bang!

As for Aaron himself, he stood with his arms crossed, landing on the deck of a Black-Awning Boat, his eyes sizing up Yang Kui: "Scarlet... have you not awakened yet?"

But for some reason, the closer he got to a state of unconsciousness, the better his spirit became.

But the next moment, it was as if a terrifying giant crane that blotted out the sky and sun appeared before his eyes.

"Just because I find this kid pleasing to the eye? But I don't even plan on taking Xiaohuan along as a burden!"

"That thing... must be on you!"

Yang Kui felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer; his head was dizzy and muddled, and he was completely unable to resist.

Almost by instinct, as if grabbing a straw to save his life, Yang Kui rapidly unleashed a Strange Art—Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art!!!

Those few Dutong had looks of regret mixed with remorse on their faces, and were immediately slapped into meat paste by a claw.

"This is... what kind of Strange Art?"

Aaron looked at Yang Kui before him, his expression gradually turning gloomy.

The giant Demon tiger in the sky made the same movement.

"Interesting, interesting..."

He looked up at Aaron's mocking gaze and suddenly gritted his teeth: "Even an ant clings to life; this lowly one is only doing this for self-preservation... please, my lord, forgive my sin!"

The next moment, a cool sensation descended like a head-cleansing infusion.

A tiger is naturally able to ride the wind, and if it grows a pair of wings, it can soar straight into the sky!

Aaron's status was instantly amplified to the limit, seemingly transforming into a gale, and he caught up to Yang Kui in an instant.

He formed his right hand into a claw and lunged forward: "Black Tiger Digs Heart!"

"The culprit is actually him?"

The opponent's countless feathers fell off, revealing pink skin, with countless muscles surging as if to cover the entire sky!

Feathering Ascension Art!

Not only Yang Kui, but even Xiaohuan fell into a trance for an instant.

Aaron's expression was excited, and he let out a fierce roar.

The more he had held back before, the more annoyed and ashamed he was now!

He had traversed many worlds, and he had almost been fooled by a little novice!

Roar, roar!

Those musketeers didn't even have time to run before their entire attention was drawn away by the tiger claw; everything went black before their eyes, and they collapsed with a crash!

Even in the end, it was as if he had returned to his dream and seen that crimson sun!

Yang Kui wore a smile, embracing the sun in his dream, merging into one with the sun.

"Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art is only your surface, a layer of disguise... I want to see what exactly is hidden within you after tearing away the disguise..."

The deck beneath him exploded with a boom.

'To think he is also a Strange Person... no... it seems he hasn't actively cultivated a Strange Art yet, he is merely the host for this 'Turn Misfortune into Fortune Art', but even passive influence is terrifying...'

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, the two figures separated rapidly; one of the suns dissipated in an instant, turning into a stream of light and fleeing into the distance, and the path it took happened to be in his own direction!

Nangong Wusheng scrambled to dodge, but he was still unable to avoid it in time; half of his body was scorched by the sunlight, and he let out a miserable scream!

(End of chapter)