Boom—
Seeing Han Yang about to die under the attack of the Netherworld King, a tyrannical Black Gold Soul Power suddenly erupted from Yun Ming, and a streak of Black Gold Escape Light shot out, arriving first despite starting later, blocking in front of Han Yang.
This unexpected turn of events caused the expressions of the Saint Spirit Old Man, the Netherworld King, and the Blood Shadow King to shift. The Saint Spirit Old Man was fine; he hadn't said a word or done anything, remaining relatively calm, but the Netherworld King and the Blood Shadow King couldn't stand still, exerting force through their feet to hurriedly distance themselves from Yun Ming.
But while their movements were fast, that streak of Black Gold Escape Light was faster. The Netherworld King only felt a flash of strange color before his eyes, and the next instant, his lower back was struck by a terrifying, massive force.
Bang—
Under the impact of the force from behind, the Netherworld King was instantly sent flying backward, dragging a long trench into the ground with his body. Just as he was about to collide with Yun Ming, the Black Gold Escape Light traversed space once more, appearing before the Netherworld King to deliver another heavy blow to his chest, sending him flying again to crash into an open space a hundred meters away with a loud thud.
The Blood Shadow King and the Saint Spirit Old Man, who had not been chosen as targets, felt a chill in their hearts upon seeing the Netherworld King beaten away in a single exchange, as that black shadow had darted back and forth three times, yet they still hadn't seen its true appearance.
Kid, stop playing dead, and explain the situation to me!
Having heard the three loud bangs earlier, Han Yang was still wondering why there was sound but no pain! He was confused, wondering if there was a delay in pain when dying. Now, hearing someone tell him to get up, he realized he was still alive.
Han Yang opened his eyes to see a giant tiger whose soul light was gradually fading, revealing its true form. It was an imposing giant tiger with a dark black base, golden patterns embedded in its body, and eyes that glowed with a dark thorn scarlet gold, measuring over ten meters in length with bulging muscles. It was none other than the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, the Evil King, who had been in a deep slumber after devouring a Deity!
He had been sleeping soundly while evolving, but suddenly felt a sense of impending doom. Sensing the outside world, he discovered that Yun Ming's Spirit Space was crumbling, and his vitality was like a candle in the wind.
Waking up from his sleep, his home was almost gone. Fortunately, the Evil King's evolution was nearing its end, so emerging early wasn't a major problem. He hurriedly mobilized his power, breaking out of his shell violently before the aftermath of the battle could harm Yun Ming, using the Evil God Guard to protect his master and landing safely.
Just after landing, the Evil King was still alleviating the pressure from the aftermath when three Title Douluo surrounded him, jumping around. Normally this wouldn't matter, but he hadn't expected that after jumping for a while, they would start "loudly" conspiring in front of him to kill his boss. Could he tolerate this?! So, the moment he regained his strength, he took action directly, conveniently saving this little shrimp who had called his boss "master."
Suddenly seeing such a ferocious beast, Han Yang's face turned pale.
What is going on here! Han Yang thought to himself.
"Roar— (The situation is that this master saved your life. Now, hurry up and tell me the current situation!)"
The Evil King let out a tiger roar, and the meaning of his tiger speech was transmitted to Han Yang's mind through Spiritual Power.
Hearing the telepathic message, Han Yang's mind was shaken. He hadn't even opened his mouth; how did this tiger know his thoughts?
Evil King: This master can hear your inner voice. Now, hurry up and answer my question. Why do you call my boss, Yun Ming, "master"? And why do those three people over there want my boss's life? Don't say it, just think it.
The Evil King, who had never learned the local language of the Blood Spirit, naturally couldn't understand their words, but after devouring the Fallen God, he had evolved the ability to hear people's inner thoughts. It was truly fitting for the Evil God's ability to stir up trouble. With this ability, the Evil King could communicate with other people or beasts.
Having received the Evil King's explanation, Han Yang roughly understood the situation. Although he didn't know if it was true, the tiger was the only one who could save Yun Ming now, so he went through the cause and effect of the matter in his mind.
"Pfft—"
On the other side, the Netherworld King crawled out of the deep pit, his face flushed, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, finally feeling a bit better. He was not a Power Attack System Soul Master, and after being smacked twice by the Evil King, whose current strength was close to a power-type Limit Douluo, he was almost beaten silly, with seven or eight of his ribs broken.
He looked up at the terrifying giant tiger in front of Han Yang, his face filled with extreme terror. He had just smelled the scent of death; this was another powerhouse he couldn't afford to provoke. Thinking that it had come out of Yun Ming's body, he didn't dare to stay for a second and hurriedly fled.
But his movements couldn't escape the Evil King's perception at all. After hearing Han Yang's inner thoughts, the Evil King understood the whole picture and took action immediately.
He flapped the wings on his back, and with the blessing of the four attributes of wind, lightning, time, and space, his speed reached its peak. The Netherworld King had only just started moving when the Evil King arrived in front of him. In the Netherworld King's terrified gaze, he was met with a direct tiger-paw slap to the face, sending him spinning three hundred and sixty degrees before falling to the ground, fainting and unable to rise again!
"Great King!" xN
His subordinates saw their king treated this way and cried out, wanting to step forward to save their master. Then, they were wiped out by dozens of black and red light blades swiped out by the Evil King.
After finishing one, the Evil King raised his tail hook, and layers of gray light condensed into a spherical shape around his body. When the gray Light Sphere reached a diameter of one zhang, the Evil King threw it directly in the direction the Blood Shadow King was fleeing. This was a very powerful signature skill of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, the Dark Demon Evil Lightning, which could fuse his own magic power and evil power into one, then instantly erupt with terrifying power.
The Dark Demon Evil Lightning arrived with a strong wind, and the Blood Shadow King felt something was wrong and dodged.
He dodged just in time, and the Dark Demon Evil Lightning brushed past him. The Blood Shadow King breathed a sigh of relief; given the energy intensity of the Dark Demon Evil Lightning, he would definitely be in big trouble if he had actually been hit.
The Evil King looked at the Blood Shadow King's relief, a look of mockery flashing in his eyes. Who said his attack couldn't explode if it didn't hit? His Dark Demon Evil Lightning was a remote-controlled, wide-range attack mixed with wind, lightning, and evil attributes.
"Roar (Explode)—"
Boom—
Responding to his master's request, the Dark Demon Evil Lightning exploded in the Blood Shadow King's terrified gaze, swallowing his face, which was within arm's reach, into it. The cyan, blue, and gray energy violently proclaimed its power to the world, and the Blood Shadow King was right in the center of the explosion.
When the energy subsided and the smoke cleared, the Blood Shadow King was already kneeling on the ground in rags, his whole body black and gray. The black and smoke were from being scorched, and the gray was the evil poison that had invaded his body.
"How is this possible..."
A gust of wind blew, and the Blood Shadow King could no longer support himself and fell to the ground. He wasn't unconscious or dead, just severely injured with evil poison in his body; running away was impossible. Having seen the fate of the Netherworld King's subordinates, the Blood Shadow King's men didn't dare to say anything and fled for their lives! The Evil King couldn't be bothered to deal with them and let them go.
When the Saint Spirit Old Man saw this giant tiger emerge and knock down two Title Douluo in the blink of an eye, a stormy sea was stirred up in his heart. He now suspected that Yun Ming was fishing for lawbreakers. Seeing the Evil King turn his gaze toward him, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, loudly admitting his mistake and pledging his loyalty.
"Master, this subordinate is incompetent. I failed to notice that the Netherworld King dared to attack in your presence, nearly letting that madman hurt Lord Han. Please punish me, my Lord!"
He didn't know how much Yun Ming understood, but in the current situation, the Saint Spirit Old Man could only say this. But even if he said so, Han Yang wouldn't let it go; now that he had protection, he could naturally be braver.
"My Lord, this old thing has ulterior motives, please investigate clearly!"
Hearing this, the Saint Spirit Old Man glared at Han Yang with hatred; this bastard really deserved to die. His body tensed up, ready to run at any moment.
But this time, the Evil King shook his head at Han Yang. This caused their expressions to swap.
Han Yang wanted to say something more, but the Evil King spoke first.
"Roar (Shut up!)—"
The Saint Spirit Old Man also heard the telepathic message, and the pressure in his heart was lifted. He thought that a Nine Rings powerhouse was indeed different, so he relaxed his body and looked at the Evil King, who was walking slowly toward him, and spoke again.
"Thank you, Master, for your keen insight. Shen will definitely serve you diligently in the future, and such a thing will never happen again!"
The Evil King walked up to him, nodded, and transmitted:
"Good! This master believes you!"
Saint Spirit Old Man felt a bit strange; did Yun Ming have the habit of calling him "Grandpa"? He couldn't figure it out, but he still replied with a smile.
"I will certainly not fail your expectations, my lord."
But before he could even finish his sentence, he was slammed into the ground by a sudden, violent palm strike from Evil King, leaving his life or death unknown.
Old thing, trying to act in front of me? I'll kill you!
Evil King's sudden action left Han Yang and his subordinates stunned; the change had been too abrupt.
Although you're stupid, you're stupid in just the right way.
Evil King had already told Han Yang that he could read minds, yet he was still offering sincere advice—if that wasn't stupid, what was?
Han Yang replied awkwardly.
"Thank you, my lord!"
Done hitting, time to collect the corpse and leave.
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