Hu Yang left the Zhang Family and asked around along the way. Having lost his cultivation, he took several days to finally reach Nine Roots Forest.
This was a dense forest, rarely visited by people, with lush vegetation and towering trees everywhere.
To ordinary mortals, this place was a forbidden land, inhabited by all manner of wild beasts.
Hu Yang was unafraid. He searched as he went, determined to uncover why he had ended up here and the true reason he had lost all his cultivation.
And that Old Man who had seemed to be everywhere—why had he not appeared this time? Countless questions awaited answers.
Before he knew it, he had entered the depths of the forest. The surroundings were eerily silent, and the air was thick with killing intent.
Hu Yang muttered under his breath, his brows tightly furrowed.
Just then, the bushes beside him rustled, and a Spotted Tiger sprang out before Hu Yang with a roar.
Hu Yang shuddered. Saliva dripped from the tiger's mouth as it leaped at him.
Hu Yang instinctively tried to circulate his cultivation, only to remember that all his cultivation had vanished. He shook his head with a bitter smile.
At the same time, the tiger opened its massive jaws and bit down on his neck.
A dull pain spread through him as blood flowed from his neck, quickly soaking his robe.
The tiger tore into Hu Yang, snapping his neck with a crack. With his final breath, Hu Yang gave a bitter laugh before falling silent.
A soul drifted out from his corpse, its eyes fixed upon the tiger that was greedily devouring the body.
After a long while, the corpse had been torn into pieces, its organs scattered everywhere. The sight was too horrific to bear.
Just then, the