Using the fragrance of Youxiang qiluo (Fragrant Silk Beauty Immortal herb) as bait, they set up a barrier of poisonous substances.
The scene was akin to standing atop a city wall, looking down upon the soul beasts lured by the scent of Youxiang qiluo. As long as they possessed sufficient strength, they could swiftly hunt soul beasts and obtain spirit rings!
As for how Tang San would take down the enemy general within the army, they had already considered that as well.
The solution lay in the hidden weapon Tang San had given them—the Flying God Claw! Though they were familiar with it, they still needed to discuss the details. As they walked and talked, they quickly reached a decision.
Just as Tang San had predicted, wherever the Youxiangqiluo fragrance passed, the scent repelled the poisonous mist. Not only that, but its effectiveness far exceeded Tang San's expectations.
The moment they stood firm within the poisonous mist, soul beasts began to appear outside. The most striking among them was a tiger over five meters long, with a skull-like stripe on its forehead. However, what was peculiar wasn't its appearance but its eyes—blood-red and filled with murderous intent.
A single glance sent a chill down one's spine.
"This is a Ghost Tiger, nearly 6,000 years old!" Tang San stood beside Dai Mubai and analyzed, "This type of soul beast has sharp claws and incredible speed. When encountering weaker opponents, it often kills them in a single strike. Even against stronger foes, it can use its speed and the sharpness of its claws to gain the upper hand. In the darkness of night, its combat power increases by at least 30%!"
After finishing his explanation, Tang San glanced at everyone, his gaze finally settling on Zhu Zhuqing. "The Ghost Tiger also possesses another ability—shadow clones!"
"Then it's decided!" Dai Mubai swung his arms and stepped forward, revealing the Flying God Claw on his wrist. "It's too fast. It won't be easy to catch. Let me handle it."
Tang San glanced at the Ghost Tiger, which was pacing slowly, and placed a hand on Dai Mubai's shoulder.
Dai Mubai reminded him, "But it's still a 6,000-year soul beast. In terms of combat power, you might not lose to it, but if it comes down to pure strength... the outcome isn't certain."
"If I can't handle it, can't you back me up?" Tang San smiled slightly. "Besides, when we arm-wrestled back then, you never beat me."
Dai Mubai: "..."
'As the saying goes, "Expose someone's flaws, but don't reveal their weaknesses." You've changed, Tang San!'
Reluctantly, Dai Mubai stepped aside.
Tang San, now standing at the forefront, had a glint of purple light in his eyes, sharp and focused like a falcon's. At this moment, he memorized every step and movement of the Ghost Tiger, rehearsing the scenario in his mind countless times.
After what felt like an eternity, the Ghost Tiger moved tens of meters, and Tang San made his move!
The Flying God Claw shot out from his wrist, piercing through the poisonous mist in the blink of an eye!
Strangely, Tang San hadn't aimed for the Ghost Tiger's current position. From the very beginning, he had calculated the flight time of the Flying God Claw and the distance the Ghost Tiger would move.
By the time everyone grew tense, the iron claws were already latched onto the Ghost Tiger! The five fingers of the claw clamped together, piercing the beast's skin, while the barbs held it firmly in place.
In the next moment, Tang San gripped the rope, raised his arm, and pulled with all his might. The Ghost Tiger, caught off guard, staggered and was yanked into the poisonous mist!
What followed was a contest of strength—a tug-of-war between man and beast. On one side, the Ghost Tiger roared furiously, its massive body straining desperately against the pull.
It seemed to sense the danger and sought to escape. On the other side, Tang San stood firm, his stance steady and unyielding. His posture resembled that of Xiao Tianyang when he had faced them, defending without attacking. Of course, Tang San had only learned the form. Not everyone possessed Xiao Tianyang's level of control.
Back then, Xiao Tianyang had not only controlled his soul power to form a protective barrier but had also redirected part of the shock force. This was why he had been able to face their attacks without any defense.
Forces are interactive. As long as the shock force could counterbalance the incoming attack, the power Xiao Tianyang endured would be neutralized, and even Ma Hongjun's flames couldn't touch him. He didn't even need to use soul power; the shock force alone was enough.
Tang San's current state was a testament to his own strength. Having seen Tang Hao's blacksmithing, he knew how to use force more precisely, which was why this scene unfolded before them.
"Little San, let me help you!" Dai Mubai stepped forward, ready to assist.
But Tang San shook his head. "Staying in the poisonous mist, this Ghost Tiger won't last long. Even now, I can feel its strength weakening. Among us, four still lack spirit rings—me, Zhuqing, Rongrong, and Xiaowu. This Ghost Tiger is suitable for Zhuqing. If we lose this one, there are still three more to go."
After a pause, he continued, "So next, you'll need to wrestle with at least two soul beasts over 5,000 years old. Your task isn't light."
Dai Mubai raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "You're really shrewd. You've already planned everything out in such a short time."
"It's just simple calculations," Tang San replied with a smile. "Brother Tianyang taught me this method."
At the mention of Xiao Tianyang, Ning Rongrong, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up. "I wonder how and where that guy is right now."
"Don't worry about him," Ma Hongjun said carelessly. "With his skills and looks, he's the one deceiving others. No one can deceive him. I can guarantee that as soon as he enters the city, he'll be surrounded by beautiful women. He's probably enjoying himself somewhere right now."
"I am so envious," Oscar sighed beside him.
Oscar was no slouch in the looks department—a standard handsome guy. But as the saying goes, "You're not afraid of not knowing the goods, but you're afraid of comparing them."
Xiao Tianyang's appearance was truly captivating, especially his striking white hair and gray eyes, which carried a slightly melancholic aura.
Even Oscar had to admit, in his heart, that Xiao Tianyang was dozens, if not hundreds, of times more handsome than himself. It wasn't just about looks; it was about his overall demeanor.
Even if his personality didn't match his appearance, so what? With looks like that, even if he were a fool, girls would still flock to him. And he was no fool—he was a genius. That made him practically invincible!
But soon, Ma Hongjun and Oscar felt a chill run down their spines, as if an ice cube had slipped down their backs. They turned stiffly and saw two pairs of murderous eyes glaring at them—one from Ning Rongrong and the other from Zhu Zhuqing.
"Haha, I was just joking," Ma Hongjun said with a nervous laugh, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead. "Someone as outstanding as Tianyang—when have we ever seen him go out to flirt with girls? Even if he's heading back now, he's probably returning to Shrek Academy. There's no way he'd be wandering around outside, right?"
He nudged Oscar, who quickly nodded in agreement. "Exactly!" His body also drenched in cold sweat.
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