In the north of the mountain, the demons and half-demons were hostile. Even the rank four demonic beasts were in a tense standoff.
If he lured them over, it would be easy to cause trouble, so he could only lure them to the south.
Wang Daoyuan flew towards the southeast while the Golden-striped Tiger chased after him.
A rank three demonic beast's running speed was even faster than a Foundation Establishment cultivator's flying sword. It could cover over two thousand miles in two hours.
Wang Daoyuan controlled the speed of his flying sword so that the Golden-striped Tiger wouldn't give up the chase if he was too far away.
After running southwest for six hours, he arrived at the east of the Hundred Rivers Lake.
It wasn't a bad choice to make a move here. Even if he alarmed some demonic beasts, they would run east. The Hundred Rivers Lake was to the west, so there wouldn't be a small beast tide.
However, there were many wandering cultivators in the Hundred Rivers Lake, and there were many spies from the various factions.
Once he made a move, it would be difficult to hide the fact that he had established a violet palace. This damned tiger had ruined everything.
Compared to the safety of his clan, exposing his Violet Palace Realm cultivation was nothing.
Wang Daoyuan stopped at the east of the Hundred Rivers Lake. He hadn't been here for eighty to ninety years.
Back then, he was only a late-stage Qi Refinement cultivator. Now, he was already a Violet Palace Realm cultivator.
Revisiting this place made him feel that the affairs of the world were impermanent.
The Golden-striped Tiger quickly caught up and pounced at Wang Daoyuan.
Although rank three demonic beasts couldn't fly, it wasn't difficult for a demonic beast like the Golden-striped Tiger, which was known for its agility.
However, its agility was naturally limited when it was in the air.
Wang Daoyuan easily dodged its attack and brandished the White Tiger Blade, slashing at the Golden-striped Tiger's waist.
As expected of a big cat, the Golden-striped Tiger twisted its body in the air and dodged the sword beam.
The sword beam's lethality was only so-so, so it wasn't worth using his spiritual sense to control it.
After dodging the sword beam, the Golden-striped Tiger brandished its claws and sent out a few waves of energy. Wang Daoyuan swung his sword and shattered the energy waves.
It seemed that a small fight wouldn't be able to suppress the Golden-striped Tiger. Even the Myriad Sword Art's phantom sword couldn't withstand a single swipe of the Golden-striped Tiger's claws.
He unleashed the Heaven-cleaving Sword and formed a giant sword shadow that was hundreds of feet long. He swung the sword at the Golden-striped Tiger.
Seeing that he was serious, the Golden-striped Tiger did not dodge. It opened its huge mouth and let out a furious roar.
The Demonic Beasts in the vicinity fled one after another. The Tier-1 Demonic Beast was directly knocked unconscious.
There were still some rogue cultivators at the Hundred Rivers Lake who had been watching the show, but now, they all fled into the lake.
This tiger roar clearly had the effect of intimidating one's soul.
Wang Daoyuan's soul was powerful, and he also had the Five Elements Divine Beasts protecting his Zifu.
To him, this tiger roar was just a little ear-piercing.
However, the might of the Golden-striped Tiger still made him a little apprehensive.
Previously, when he wanted to comprehend the White Tiger Sword Intent and the Divine Beast White Tiger's charm, the White Tiger phantom in his Purple Mansion phenomenon was a little lacking.
Yun Yi had been raised into a fat cat. She no longer had any dignity.
Now that he was exchanging blows with the Golden-striped Tiger, he felt a trace of emotion.
The Golden Striped Tiger hadn't finished casting its innate spell, and its roar hadn't even faded away when the shadow of a tiger's head flew out.
This shadow of a tiger's head was exactly the same as the Golden-striped Tiger's head.
The shadow of a tiger's head bit the Heaven Cleaving Sword. Wang Daoyuan waved the sword with all his might and slashed downwards.
The giant sword only slashed down a few feet before it couldn't go any further.
At this moment, the giant sword was still more than ten feet away from the Golden-striped Tiger, but it was forcibly blocked by the shadow of a tiger's head.
Wang Daoyuan was also sweating. Fortunately, he didn't provoke a Tier-3 Demonic Beast before refining the White Tiger Blade.
After breaking through to the Tier-3 Demonic Beast, its weakness was that its intelligence was low and its methods were simple.
Especially tiger-type Demonic Beasts, they were considered relatively strong among Demonic Beasts of the same level.
Ordinary early-stage Zifu Realm cultivators really weren't a match for the Golden-striped Tiger.
Just like Wang Daoyuan's Heaven Cleaving Sword, ordinary opponents of the same level couldn't withstand it at all.
This Golden-striped Tiger only released a shadow of a tiger's head, and it was evenly matched.
The Golden-striped Tiger closed its mouth, and the shadow of a tiger's head did the same.
The Heaven Cleaving Sword was crushed by the shadow of a tiger's head, and the shadow of a tiger's head also disappeared.
Ordinary methods couldn't take down the Golden-striped Tiger, so he had to take out some special skills.
He poured a large amount of spiritual power and spiritual sense into the White Tiger Blade, condensing the White Tiger Blade's dharma idol.
A thirty-meter-long shadow of a Divine White Tiger flew out from the longsword and pounced on the Golden-striped Tiger below.
The White Tiger Blade's dharma idol was exactly the same as a real Divine White Tiger in terms of appearance and movement.
However, it didn't have the imposing manner of a Divine White Tiger. Even if it had the might of a tiger, it was still slightly inferior to the Golden-striped Tiger in front of him.
If it had the charm of the Scarlet Luan's shadow that Zhou Luan used, then the Golden-striped Tiger would probably have to lie down as soon as the dharma idol appeared.
The White Tiger Dharma Idol and the Golden-striped Tiger fought together.
Wang Daoyuan used the dharma idol to feel the Golden-striped Tiger's aura and comprehend the White Tiger's sword intent from it.
Forget about the charm of a Divine White Tiger. Although the Golden-striped Tiger was also a tiger, there were no rumors that it had the bloodline of a Divine White Tiger.
Neither did any Golden-striped Tiger reveal the ability of a Divine White Tiger.
The dharma idol was supported by spiritual sense and spiritual power, and the Golden-striped Tiger didn't have the strength to directly break the dharma idol.
Wang Daoyuan wanted to use the Golden-striped Tiger to comprehend the White Tiger's sword intent, so he didn't intend to end the battle quickly, and the situation was in a stalemate.
Every time the two white tigers swung their claws, every time they bit, they carried with them a force that was as strong as a sword.
When the sword aura hit the opponent, it would cause wounds.
If the opponent dodged, the surrounding rocks and vegetation would be unlucky.
Waves of whistling sounds resounded through the sky. The monsters within a hundred miles had either fled long ago or were paralyzed on the ground in fear.
The stalemate lasted for about two hours, and the two white tigers were still evenly matched.
At this time, dozens of miles to the east, there was an ape's cry and a wolf's howl.
Judging from the aura of this sound, it wasn't something that a Rank Two monster could have.
It was just that it was too far away, so it was difficult to determine the specific grade.
But even if they were all Rank Three low-grade monsters, when they came over, it would be very difficult for him to face three Rank Three monsters.
If he attracted another Rank Three monster, it would be difficult for him to escape.
This Golden-striped Tiger couldn't be left alive. Its territory shouldn't be far from Fallen Dragon Ridge.
If he let it go, it would come back to Fallen Dragon Ridge to cause trouble.
In order to get rid of the Golden-striped Tiger as soon as possible, he took out the Soul-Extinguishing Bell.
The Soul-Extinguishing Bell was a Rank Two high-grade magic tool that mainly attacked the soul. It wasn't very useful against Violet Palace Realm cultivators.
But Rank Three monsters weren't like humans, whose soul had transformed into a Divine Soul and the protection of the Violet Palace.
The soul of a Rank Three monster was much stronger than that of a Rank Two monster, but it didn't undergo a qualitative change like a human's Violet Palace.
In terms of soul strength, most Rank Three monsters weren't as strong as a Peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, so the Soul-Extinguishing Bell still had some lethality against them.
Wang Daoyuan controlled the Soul-Extinguishing Bell and flew to a height of fifteen meters above the two tigers.
When he activated the Soul-Extinguishing Bell, a bell rang, and the nearby Rank One monster that was paralyzed on the ground was instantly killed.
The Golden-striped Tiger was also greatly affected, but it had a strong body to protect it. The attack on its soul was greatly weakened, so it wasn't seriously injured.
The White Tiger Dharma Idol wasn't a living thing, so it wasn't affected at all.
Wang Daoyuan activated the Soul-Extinguishing Bell more than ten times before the Golden-striped Tiger completely lost its ability to resist and lay motionless on the ground.
He shot a sword Qi into the Golden-striped Tiger's body through its mouth, crushing its internal organs.
The Golden-striped Tiger was soon completely dead. Wang Daoyuan took out the Ghost Dao magic tool, the Soul Capturing Bottle, and stored its soul.
Even a few strands of hair from a Rank Three monster were worth a lot of Spirit Stones.
It wouldn't be strange if a Rank Three Golden-striped Tiger's soul was sold for hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones.
After storing the soul, he put the Golden-striped Tiger's body into the Spirit Beast Pouch.
He crossed the Hundred Rivers Lake on his sword and flew west.
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