Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

The ten thousand feet tall Dharma body stands majestically between heaven and earth.

Compared with the previous giant tiger Dharma body, it is more majestic and vast, like a god descending to the earth.

The power of the two dharma bodies collided again, and the earth-shaking explosion shook the universe.

The winner was immediately decided, and the situation of victory and defeat instantly tilted.

The giant tiger's Dharma body's originally violent attack suddenly became sluggish, as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

Previously, he could still hold on, relying on the foundation of being crowned King of the Eight Realms.

At this moment, under the landslide-like attack of the ten thousand zhang Dharma body, the trend of defeat was already apparent.

The Tiger Master's eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and golden flames were jumping violently in his pupils, chaotic and manic.

Deep in his pupils, the look of horror could no longer be concealed, and it surged out like a flood breaking through a dam.

A trace of fear, icy and bone-chilling, rose madly from the darkness in Tiger Venerable's heart like a poisonous snake and instantly entangled his heart.

He never expected that even if he used his King Body, he still couldn't stop Jiang Yue.

The human being before him could actually burst out with such tremendous power, it was simply beyond the limits of his cognition.

It is unbelievable and like a fairy tale that a human cultivator who has just entered the marquis realm can have such a level of combat power.

He was even slightly superior to him, a powerful eighth-level king. How could Lord Tiger accept this?
"Absolutely impossible!" Tiger Venerable let out a beast-like roar in his heart, shaking his soul and almost tearing his sanity apart.

However, the roar deep in my heart could not deny the cold and cruel facts before my eyes.

Every strike of that ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma body was as heavy as a collapsing mountain, carrying with it an overwhelming and terrifying force that was unstoppable.

Like endless huge waves, one after another, they slammed heavily on the giant tiger's Dharma body, making it difficult for Tiger Venerable to breathe.

On the golden tiger's body, which was as hard as a shell made of divine gold, cracks began to spread, as dense as a spider web, which was shocking to the sight.

That was a trace of a powerful impact and also a sign of decline, foreshadowing that the giant tiger's Dharma body was about to collapse.

Tiger Venerable's heart trembled as if struck by lightning, and he was even more terrified. The breath of death completely enveloped him like ice.

He is a powerful man who has been crowned as the king of the eight realms, an unrivaled existence that is feared by all, and the supreme leader of the demon race.

He was actually completely suppressed and even forced into a desperate situation by a junior who was granted the title of Marquis of the Seventh Realm. If this were to get out, how would he keep his dignity?
Where is the dignity of the Beast God Cult? Where will the face of the demon race be placed?

He cannot afford to fail. He absolutely cannot fail. Tiger Venerable screamed madly in his heart, like a trapped beast, making his last struggle.

Tiger Venerable roared, his voice hoarse, and tried his best to mobilize the little demonic power left in his body, as if squeezing out the last bit of potential in his body.

He tried to reverse the declining trend and turn the tide. However, all his struggles seemed futile, insignificant and ridiculous in front of the absolute power of the ten thousand zhang Dharma body.

The attack of the ten thousand foot long Dharma body was like a tide, continuous, surging, like a torrent bursting through a dam, rushing thousands of miles, unstoppable.

Each blow was more powerful and domineering than the previous one, and each blow was more violent, like a god wielding a world-destroying divine weapon.

The giant tiger's Dharma body was defeated step by step, like a fallen leaf in a storm, its golden light dimmed and its power greatly reduced.

Like a candle in the wind, it is shaky and could go out at any time, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

Tiger Venerable was terrified. Fear was like a tide that completely submerged him from all directions. It was so cold that it made his soul tremble.

He began to feel powerless, an unprecedented feeling of powerlessness, like a drowning man who struggled desperately but could only watch himself sink into the abyss.

I felt despair, a despair that penetrated deep into my bones, as if darkness had enveloped the earth, with not a single ray of light in sight.

This human cultivator, Jiang Yue, was powerful beyond imagination, so powerful that it was breathtaking, so powerful that even he, a king of the eighth realm, felt despair.

Could it be that today, he, the Tiger Venerable, would perish here? Buried in the hands of this human cultivator whom he once despised as an ant?

The resentment burned through Tiger Lord’s internal organs like a raging fire, and the anger erupted wildly in his chest like a volcano.

Fear gnawed at his soul like a poisonous snake. All kinds of negative emotions intertwined together, tearing at Tiger Venerable's heart like a meat grinder.

He let out a desperate roar, his voice was as shrill as that of a wounded beast, resounding through heaven and earth and echoing over the battlefield.

But it cannot change the inevitable outcome, nor can it prevent death from coming.

The attack of the ten-thousand-foot Dharma body became stronger, as if the gods had brought down divine punishment. Swords, axes, and six kinds of magical weapons burst out together, emitting a light that could destroy the world.

It was like the wrath of a god pouring down, with supreme divine power, completely submerging the crumbling giant tiger's Dharma body.

"Boom--" The horrifying sound that shook the universe erupted again, like the explosion of the universe and the galaxy. The golden light completely dissipated and disappeared into thin air.

The giant tiger's Dharma body let out a wail, sad and shrill, then it shattered into pieces, turned into nothingness, and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

The body of Tiger Venerable shook violently, as if he was hit head-on by a powerful thunderbolt. Blood gushed out of his seven orifices and he fell from mid-air in a panic as if struck by lightning.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the ground red like a fountain. His breath instantly became extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, tottering.

His eyes were dull and lifeless. The tiger's eyes that had originally burned with golden flames now turned dead gray, without any of the arrogance and arrogance he had before.

There was only endless fear and despair, which completely drowned him like a tide and made him completely lose the will to resist.

He was defeated, completely and miserably, defeated by a younger guy whom he had never taken seriously, defeated by a human cultivator whom he once regarded as an ant.

This cruel fact pierced Tiger Venerable's heart like a sharp knife, making it difficult for him to accept it. It also made him terrified and completely collapsed.

He raised his head and looked at the ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma body with his bloodshot eyes in despair. The giant figure was as tall as a god, standing proudly between heaven and earth, overlooking all living beings with overwhelming dominance.

Like an invincible god or an insurmountable mountain, it stood between him and the future of the Beast God Cult, completely cutting off their hopes.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness arose in Tiger Venerable's heart, as if he was facing the vast universe, as small as a speck of dust, without any power to resist.

He knew that everything was over, the situation was hopeless, defeat was inevitable, he no longer had any power to turn the situation around, all that awaited him was death and the complete destruction of the Beast God Cult.

Despair completely froze his heart like ice, and fear devoured his soul like a poisonous snake, causing him to completely lose the will to live.

Tiger Venerable let out an extremely sad sigh, his voice was full of unwillingness, regret, and deep despair, echoing above the silent battlefield, making people sigh.

A generation of hero, a powerful king of the eight realms, who was feared by the demon clan and was able to maneuver in all directions, but in the end he could not escape the fate of falling and ended up with a miserable death.

The instigator of all this was actually a human cultivator whom he once despised as an ant. Jiang Yue's name will surely resound throughout the world and become an unforgettable nightmare for him, Tiger Venerable, throughout his life.

The two clashed again.

A hundred moves pass in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yue was like a dragon emerging from the sea, becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on.

Each strike is as heavy as a mountain, and appears as steady as a rock.

Every move contains the force of thunder and lightning, and is as powerful as a raging wave.

On the other hand, Tiger Venerable.

The previous violent attack.

But at this moment it is like the remaining snow under the scorching sun, gradually becoming sluggish and staggering.

Like a beast stuck in a quagmire, it is difficult to break free.

He could have been crowned king with the help of his profound foundation in the Eight Realms.

Struggling hard, trying to turn the tide.

now.

Under the fierce attack of that ten thousand foot dharma body, which was like a landslide or tsunami.

The trend of decline is as obvious as a flood that has broken through a dam.

The Tiger Master's eyes were wide open with anger, and his eyes were red with anger.

The scarlet blood threads spread wildly on his bloodshot eyeballs like hideous earthworms.

The golden flames in the depths of his pupils danced violently like a candle in the wind. Chaotic and frantic, flickering, as if making a final struggle.

Deep in the pupils, the arrogance and contempt had long disappeared.

Instead, there was a look of horror like a raging storm, which could no longer be concealed in the slightest.

It surged out like a flood that broke through a dam, instantly drowning all his reason.

A chill called fear.

It was freezing cold, corroding every inch of his flesh and blood like a cold wind from the underworld.

Like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark night, it climbed madly from the darkest corner of Tiger Venerable's heart.

It instantly entangled his once proud and arrogant heart.

It made the blood in his body seem to solidify and he became as stiff as an ice sculpture.

He never expected it.

Even though he has already played out his most powerful trump card and used his king's body.

But it was still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, unable to stop Jiang Yue's progress.

The human cultivator in front of me.

It can actually burst out with such great and extraordinary power.

It simply exceeded the limits of cognition he had built up over hundreds of years.

A human ant who has just barely stepped into the realm of marquis.

The fighting power is so terrifying.

It's simply unbelievable and as absurd as a fairy tale.

He was even slightly superior to him, a genuine eighth-level king.

How could Lord Tiger accept such a great humiliation, such a thing that goes against common sense?
"No way!"

Tiger Venerable roared in his heart like a desperate beast.

It shook his nearly collapsed soul, and the wails were like the end of the world.

It almost tore the last bit of his sanity into pieces.

however.

No matter how crazy the roar and rage is deep in my heart.

After all, there is no way to deny the cold and cruel fact before my eyes.

That ten thousand feet tall Dharma body is as majestic as a sacred mountain and as tall as a pillar of heaven.

Every blow was as heavy as a collapsing mountain, carrying the power to collapse the heavens and split the earth.

It was filled with an overwhelming and terrifying force, surging like a river flowing back from the sky.

Like an endless stream of huge waves.

Wave after wave, continuous and endless.

He slammed hard on the crumbling giant tiger's Dharma body.

The pressure made Tiger Venerable's chest beat violently like a bellows, and he could hardly breathe.

On the golden tiger body.

The body that was originally made of hard gold and was indestructible.

At this moment, it finally couldn't bear the weight and cracks began to spread wildly.

Like a dense spider web, it covers every inch of skin, shocking and heart-pounding.

It is a mark of powerful impact, a sign of decay and death.

This indicates that this giant tiger Dharma body, which once dominated the world, is about to end in complete collapse.

Tiger Venerable's heart trembled, as if he was struck by the nine-day divine thunder.

The terror was a thousand times greater than before, and the breath of death was like ice from the underworld.

In an instant, he was completely wrapped from head to toe, freezing every inch of his flesh and blood, every bit of his soul.

Jiang Yue no longer held back until his three heads and six arms had fully unleashed their power.

The flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers suddenly erupted, as violent as a volcanic eruption and as magnificent as the pouring of the Milky Way.

The six kinds of divine weapons roared in unison, and the clanging sounds shook the universe and tore the sky apart.

Eventually it turned into an unrivaled torrent of world-destruction, as violent as a cosmic storm and as vast as the beginning of chaos.

It poured down towards the crumbling giant tiger Dharma body with a terrifying power that could destroy everything.

The giant tiger's Dharma body let out a desperate wail, the sound of which was so shrill that it echoed through the sky.

The golden light dimmed in an instant, flickering like a candle in the wind, and finally went out completely.

Like a cloud blown away by a strong wind, it disappeared in an instant, without any power left.

The head was chopped off accurately by the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The huge tiger head soared into the sky, carrying endless unwillingness and resentment, and drew a sad parabola in the air.

Finally, it fell heavily to the ground with a deafening roar, shaking the earth.

Although he did not die on the spot, Tiger Venerable suffered unimaginable damage and was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

The giant tiger's Dharma body, the headless body that had lost its head, collapsed with a loud bang, shaking the earth like a mountain collapsing.

It turned into golden spots of light all over the sky, and then slowly dissipated like broken stars, and fell completely.

Tiger Venerable himself felt as if he had suffered a devastating disaster, as if he had been hit head-on by an ancient sacred mountain, and his huge tiger body shook violently.

Like a kite with a broken string, it fell helplessly from mid-air, cutting through the sky with a shrill sound.

It fell heavily on the devastated ground like a meteorite, shaking the earth and raising dust.

He let out a groan of extreme pain, howling like a wounded beast, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth like a flood.

The scorched earth beneath him instantly turned red, like a blooming of gorgeous blood-red flowers, dazzling and shocking.

His breath instantly weakened to the extreme, like a candle in the wind, shaky and ready to go out at any time.

The golden flames in the tiger's eyes were completely extinguished like a flame blown out by a strong wind.

It was dim and dead silent, no longer having the majesty and dominance of the past.

His eyes were filled with endless fear, as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.

Despair was like an lingering shadow, shrouding him tightly and preventing him from seeing a glimmer of light.

He was filled with incredible confusion. He didn't understand and couldn't accept that he would lose.

He lost.

They were defeated completely and miserably, with no trace of their bodies left and no power to fight back.

He was defeated by a human cultivator whom he once regarded as an ant and despised.

Losing to Jiang Yue, this name will become his eternal nightmare. (End of this chapter)