Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter Ninety-Five Hungry Tiger

The banks of the Qingxi River were covered with lush weeds and shrubs. As Han Yi and his companions walked away, the rushing water gradually faded away, replaced by the sounds of animals calling.

At the same time, the distribution of trees began to change from sparse to dense, forming large, deep forests.

"If we go through this path, we'll be close to Anyan City soon. We can hurry back while the sun is still high and have a hot meal."

Bai Sanren twisted his body and leaped down from under the old banyan tree, which was more than ten meters tall.

Han Yi and Qian Xue followed closely behind.

"I knew it! I should have just taken the mission to assist the Xuanjia Guards. I've never been to Qingfeng Mountain before!"

Qianxue pouted, muttering incessantly like a bullet. "Hmph, those missions aren't something to joke about; one wrong move and you could fall into a trap..."

Han Yi smiled faintly as he listened to the bickering between the old man and the young man.

call!

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the woods, causing the branches and leaves to rustle and sway wildly.

"This wind is acting strange..."

Han Yi stopped abruptly.

As the saying goes, a sudden sandstorm can be strange, even if it's not a ghost. This eerie wind is so strange that it makes one wary.

"Han boy, what's wrong?"

Bai Sanren, who was walking in front, turned around and asked.

"A chilling gust of wind just blew by..."

"Hmm..."

"They're probably just some ghosts and spirits. No need to worry about them. Let's hurry on our way."

Bai Sanren pondered for a moment before speaking.

There are also legends of ghosts and monsters in this world. These things are explained in the "Strange Tales" issued by the Bureau of Strange Affairs. They are just yin objects formed by the resentment and yin energy of the dead. Ordinary yin spirits and little ghosts only have a little bit of yin energy without source and do not even have a rank. They usually dissipate naturally within seven days or are exposed to sunlight and their souls are scattered.

Ordinary people might be afraid of these demons and monsters.

However, for martial artists, external physical training and internal refinement of essence and blood result in a body exuding masculine energy and abundant qi and blood, which naturally restrains yin energy. Ordinary yin spirits and ghosts dare not approach martial artists at all.

Especially for martial artists like Han Yi and Bai Sanren who are in the Blood Refining stage, their bodies contain a wisp of innate Qi and blood. The blood produced by this innate Qi and blood is extremely yang, and it is like a blazing sun to the yin spirits and ghosts, making them feel as if they are being burned by fire when they touch it!

"Hmm." Han Yi nodded slightly. He had also carefully read "Tales of the Strange" and knew that such things were most likely to be found deep in such dense forests.

After resting for a while, the three continued their journey.

rustling~

It looked like something had stepped on the grass and leaves.

Wude!

Two scarlet eyes lit up, staring intently at the three people's departing figures.

With the An'yan City road just ahead, the three of them, who were about to leave the mountains and forests, felt reassured. Han Yi even began to plan his cultivation strategy.

Ugh, ugh, mmm

A sudden gust of wind rose in the forest, and the temperature on the skin dropped rapidly.

Han Yi and his two companions immediately stopped in their tracks.

"what happened?"

That was Qianxue's crisp, questioning voice. "Set up the formation, activate the runes..."

Although he didn't understand the situation, Bai Sanren was clearly in an unexpected situation, and he shouted loudly.

But before he could finish speaking, a black mist suddenly billowed out from behind Bai Sanren in mid-air, and a claw the size of a human head attacked from the black mist, grabbing fiercely at his neck!

boom!

Bai Sanren's aura surged wildly, and crimson smoke rose straight up, disappearing into the black mist in the air.

Chirp, chirp, chirp

A faint, strange sound rang out, and a small amount of the black mist dissipated instantly, followed by a sound like bubbles bursting.

"Hmph, do you really think this old man is easy to bully?"

Bai Sanren gave a cold snort, twisted his waist, and with a sudden flick of his hand, drew the sword from Qianxue's waist.

"Bai Family Sword Technique - Deadly Triple Strike!" he shouted, unleashing three sword strikes in a single, seamless motion. If Bai Sanren were a few years younger, he would undoubtedly be a killer of square-dancing aunties!

"Grandpa Bai, you're so handsome..."

Qianxue watched Bai Sanren's smooth and effortless movements, a hint of admiration appearing in her eyes.

Clang, clang, clang

But this giant claw seemed inanimate, ignoring the sword's fierce thrusts and resolutely extending forward.

"not good!

"I was far too arrogant!"

The moment the sword tip made contact, Bai Sanren sensed something was wrong. This claw was as if it were cast from mountain rock, and it was impossible to shake it.

He was secretly anxious; before making his move, he had thought he could block the attack.

But perhaps Qianxue's sword was too small and delicate, unable to unleash the powerful and sweeping force of his family's swordsmanship, or perhaps the enemy's strength was too great.

In short, the gruesome white claws on the paws were already right in front of me!

Could he be passing away today...? My poor grandson...

Bai Sanren was naturally unwilling to die like this. He opened his eyes wide in anger, activated the 'Breaking Yin Talisman' on his left arm, and prepared to fight to the death.

The claws were menacing, the air currents were like knives, and the air stirred up by the claws was like a sharp blade, striking first even though it was behind, seemingly already touching Bai Sanren's throat!

boom!

The black cloth wrapped around the Xuan Tie sword was shattered inch by inch by Han Yi. He left a trail of afterimages and disappeared in a flash, as if he had shrunk the earth to an inch.

The next instant, a sharp sword light flashed, and the blade, the size of a door, slammed down on the claw like a cleaver smashing garlic! "But, Brother Yi is still more handsome..."

Qianxue's eyes were practically sparkling.

"not dead?"

Bai Sanren touched his neck and found only a bloodstain caused by the claw wind, slowly seeping out. However, with the recovery ability of a Blood Refining stage martial artist, such an injury could be healed in an instant.

Boom!

A huge object crashed into the forest floor from mid-air, countless broken branches and withered leaves snapping and raising clouds of dust.

Although the dust had not yet settled, one could vaguely make out a giant beast with its head held high and chest puffed out!

Roar! ! !

A tiger's roar echoed through the mountains and forests, like a thunderclap in the sky. The trees rustled, and the dust surrounding it vanished in an instant.

Within a radius of ten zhang, there were birds, insects, and beasts...

A sense of awe suddenly arose in the hearts of all living beings.

Several birds fell uncontrollably from the sky, a squirrel was so frightened by the sight of its droppings that it collapsed to the ground, and some snakes and insects rushed out of their warm nests like madmen and scattered wildly!

What a huge tiger!

It opened its blood-red mouth, which looked like a washbasin, yawned, and then stuck out a blood-red tongue with barbs. It licked its sharp teeth, shuddered twice, and its pair of green eyes, which looked like they were emitting ghost fire, were filled with malice, which could be clearly seen even through some trees.

This tiger is over five meters long, taller than a person, and as big as a house. Its fur is brownish-yellow and covered with spots and stripes. On its huge forehead is a crooked "king" character.

Strangely, although this tiger looked extremely majestic with a large frame, its white-furred belly was sunken and its ribs were very prominent, as if it had been starving for several days.

Suddenly, a deep and chilling tiger's roar was accompanied by a sudden gust of cold wind, turning the once sunlit and warm forest into a cold and dark place.

Chirp, chirp

At this moment, the three of them seemed to be stunned by the tiger's roar and stood frozen in place. A dark wind swept towards Han Yi and the other two from behind, and from it, several withered ghost claws stretched out.

thump, thump, thump

At the same time, the hungry tiger twisted its body, pressed its two paws on the forest floor, and then suddenly leaped into the air, pouncing towards the three of them like a black tiger descending the mountain!

Suddenly, the three of them found themselves in a perilous situation!

Bai Sanren reacted quickly, unleashing his full power as a late-stage Blood Refining cultivator.

After he came to his senses, he first stretched out his left hand and placed a talisman on the claw that was attacking Qianxue's head.

Then, with a determined look, he gritted his teeth, felt a sharp pain on his tongue, and ignored the black mist behind him. He spat a mouthful of blood, pure and masculine, onto the ghostly claws behind Han Yi.

Tsk, tsk!

The black mist, which had been affected by the exorcism talisman and the blood-activating agent on the martial artist's tongue, dissipated instantly, like snow in spring being directly exposed to sunlight, revealing two strange-looking little devils.

At the same time, Han Yi suddenly turned around, wielding his Xuan Tie sword and slashing straight at the hungry tiger.

Sonorous!

The tiger's claws were extremely hard, like iron and stone. The Xuan Tie sword, which was usually indestructible, failed to break through its defenses with a single strike!

Boom!

The ground beneath Han Yi's feet seemed to have been struck by a meteor, creating a crater more than ten feet wide, with cracks spreading outwards like a spider web!

With a series of powerful thuds, the hungry tiger pounced like a black tiger descending a mountain, its strength immense. Han Yi stumbled back several steps, nearly falling. The Xuan Tie sword hummed incessantly, and his arms trembled slightly.

Of course, the hungry tiger was not feeling well either. When the Xuan Tie sword was forged, a large amount of extraterrestrial meteorite iron was mixed in. How could the hardness of this rare ore be compared to its mortal body?

The moment the giant tiger's fan-sized claws touched the Xuan Tie sword, several sharp, knife-like claw tips snapped off, and its body was sent flying backward due to the shock.

Bang!

The tiger's tail, as strong as an iron rod, stood up and accidentally swept across a large banyan tree that would take three or four strong men to encircle. Instantly, the tree trunk became as fragile as mud and was pierced through with a single blow!

But just as the hungry tiger plummeted to the ground, it spun around, and three plumes of black mist suddenly rose beneath its feet, surrounding it completely. The tiger faltered, then seized the opportunity to leap and twist its body. Roar!

The hungry tiger growled, its eyes gleaming with ferocity. It licked its lips with its barbed tongue and began to slowly pace around Han Yi and the other two.

Only then did Han Yi have time to assess his situation.

He narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing across them. A tiger with an overall strength of '71~85'?

Is this the thing that's been causing trouble in the shadows?

No wonder I had a feeling of being watched from the moment I entered the woods!