Chapter 121: Ninth-Order Winged Tiger King

Wu Bingji's mouth twitched as he turned to look at Tang San. After hearing the tiger's roar, he never thought of fleeing. It was impossible to escape from a higher-order winged tiger with their speed.

He muttered, "Half gone, half of it is gone!"

Tang San glanced at him, his mouth twitching slightly.

Who would have thought that the senior brother was such a miser at heart?

Only he understood what Wu Bingji meant. The mayor accompanied them for protection, and if they encountered an irresistible force, the mayor would intervene. But if the mayor intervened, they would have to give up half their gains. At least half of the winged tiger's profits!

That's why Wu Bingji felt so helpless.

It had been just within their grasp! The hunt they had completed solely relying on their own power! Yet now, it seemed the mayor had to step in.

But Tang San was thinking about something else. The feeling from the Celestial Fox Vision was telling him it wasn't that simple.

If it was a problem the mayor could solve, they should be safe—or at least their

fate

would not be all that miserable.

Du Bai might not feel it directly, but the Celestial Fox Vision's perception of fate wouldn't react so violently. The same applied to Tang San himself. Within his spiritual sea, his divine consciousness resided—a remnant from his previous life and a trump card that he kept in reserve to protect him in this life. His sense of danger was not as strong as Du Bai's, not to the extent of being moved to tears. Yet, even so, what he felt was a lethal threat! And this meant...

The starlight and moonlight in the sky suddenly dimmed in that instant.

A colossal figure descended from the sky.

With a wingspan exceeding twelve meters and a body exceeding eight meters in length, the beast was covered in brownish fur with a faint golden sheen. The terrifying pressure it radiated made everything around tremble, as if there was an earthquake. Its crystal-yellow eyes streaked with blood, radiating insane anger. The turbulent energy in its blood made the air around it seem almost viscous.

Under Tang San's gaze, the wind element in the air wildly converged toward the massive body. The star and moonlight shining on its back created a flowing halo of dark gold.

"What...in the world...is that..." Gu Li said, dumbfounded. He remembered very clearly what he had been taught about Winged Tigers, and no matter how he scoured his memories, he couldn't recall anything like this.

This... it's just too big, too massive...

An eight-meter-long tiger with a wingspan over twelve meters. What kind of creature was this?

Wu Bingji's lips quivered. At that moment, he could no longer care about the material possessions he was about to lose.

"Wing...Winged... Winged Tiger King..."

Indeed, this wasn't a mature Winged Tiger. A mature Winged Tiger was of the seventh order, and those with more potent bloodlines could even reach the eighth order.

However, the demonic beast before them, filled with insane anger and hatred in its eyes, was not a seventh- or eighth-order Winged Tiger. The layer of dark gold sheen highlighting its fur revealed its powerful bloodline.

The strongest bloodlines among the demon kind were the Golden Bloodlines, belonging to the direct lines of the major demon clans. Demonic beasts, however, lacked the elevated spirit of their more advanced peers, and they could not give birth to such a Golden Bloodline unless they could somehow awaken their sentience through some sort of lucky opportunity. Only the most powerful demonic beasts could manifest a hint of dark gold in their bloodline.

Thus, a demonic beast with a hint of dark gold in its bloodline would become the undisputed king among its kind, standing at the very top of the demonic beast food chain.

Indeed, what these children were facing was no longer just a Winged Tiger, but a ninth-order Winged Tiger King!

The outskirts... this is just the outskirts of the Winged Tiger's territory! How could it be? How is this possible... No wonder that young Winged Tiger was at the sixth order, not the fifth, and it even had a wind elemental physique and the power of the Wind Astral. It was an offspring of the Winged Tiger King!

They were about to face the insane revenge of a top-level, ninth-order, mighty demonic beast.

"Zicheng, Du Bai, leave, quickly!" Wu Bingji shouted, frantically gathering ice energy around him.

Tang San bitterly smiled. "We can't leave. The wind element in this area has been completely sealed. This is a domain of the wind attribute. Within this domain, we simply cannot fly."

Indeed, Zicheng was flapping her wings hard, yet she couldn't generate any airflow. She couldn't take off no matter what she did.

ROOOOAARRRR!!!!

The ninth-order Winged Tiger King roared furiously, striding forward with its robust limbs and approaching them step by step. The immense pressure instantly caused the five youngsters to be drenched in sweat from the intense fear.

Gu Li muttered, "Do you think if we give it the body of its child, it would spare us?"

Tang San's eye twitched slightly. "You can't be serious. It'd only kill us faster."

Suddenly, a massive blaze shot up into the sky. The blinding light instantly illuminated the sky and brought warmth to the earth. In the jungle, every detail was revealed under the explosive fire, and the dark-golden sheen on the Winged Tiger King's fur became even more apparent.

ROOOOAARRRR!!!!

The Winged Tiger King seemed to sense something and roared toward the sky.

The rising blaze, now like a meteor chasing the moon, descended from the sky, transforming into a massive fireball and hurtling straight toward the Winged Tiger King.

"He's here!" Wu Bingji slightly relaxed, a look of relief flashing in his eyes. Yes, the mayor had arrived. Their savior was finally here!

The Winged Tiger King's enormous wings suddenly flapped, sending a mighty green light soaring into the sky. The spiraling green light, like a light tornado, changed the color of the heavens and earth wherever it passed.

The green and red lights collided fiercely in the sky. A halo of blue and red light spread outwards in mid-air from the ground. The night sky was illuminated in green and red, an incredibly spectacular sight.

"Why aren't you running yet? Do you want to die?!" echoed Zhang Haoxuan's roaring voice.

Tang San and the others finally reacted. Wu Bingji quickly ran to Du Bai and picked him up on his back. With Tang San, Gu Li, and Chengzi following closely behind, the four of them broke into a run.

The collision of ninth-order powerhouses was not something they could be involved in. Even the aftermath could quickly devour them!

The Winged Tiger King roared in anger. Its wings spread once more, and two green light blades, each tens of meters long, whistled out, flying toward them. Wherever these blades passed, nothing remained standing.

A red light shadow descended from the sky, followed by a tremendous roar—also a tiger's roar—filled with intense heat.

The blaze fell, instantly turning the surroundings into a sea of fire. The flames surged, managing to block the vast expanse of wind blades.

Zhang Haoxuan's Demonic God Transformation was the Blaze Tiger Transformation, originating from the Blaze Tiger. It was immensely powerful, and it exuded a mighty aura. Even though they were both tiger races, the rank of the Blaze Tiger was actually above that of the Winged Tiger, as the latter was a demonic beast, not a demon. But the Demonic God Transformation of humans and the power of proper demons still differed. Therefore, in terms of bloodline, the two opponents were on par.

Unfortunately, the Winged Tiger that the mayor was facing was the Winged Tiger King, with a hint of dark-golden bloodline. The physical prowess of the Winged Tiger King was something Zhang Haoxuan could not compare to. In a clash of ninth orders, he had no assurance of victory.

With the attack from behind blocked by the mayor, Tang San and the others quickly fled.

As they were running, however, Tang San now understood why he had such a foreboding feeling. They were at the border of the Winged Tiger territory, which meant that within that area, there was not just one Winged Tiger! Winged Tigers were not terribly social beings, but the creature attacking them was a Winged Tiger King. Therefore, the question had to be asked: could this king command its kin?

And even if it could not, there was still something important to consider. Winged Tigers lived in family units, and this Winged Tiger King was unquestionably the pillar of its family. The Winged Tiger they had killed was an infant, which meant that the Winged Tiger King probably had a...