Time passed little by little as Duanmu Ci led the three through the Soul Beast Forest, searching for their target.
Just when it seemed they were about to come up empty-handed—
Whoosh!
A pitch-black shadow tore through the dappled forest light at a terrifying speed, almost perfectly blending into the surrounding shadows.
If not for the absurd dynamic vision and perception granted by the Rinne Sharingan, he would never have caught that fleeting shadow.
He focused his gaze, and the black shadow gradually came into focus.
It was an eighty-thousand-year Black Flame Demonic Tiger, agile in build and covered from head to toe in black fur like dark jade!
He narrowed his eyes, and the black shadow gradually became clear—it was an eighty-thousand-year Black Flame Demonic Tiger, agile in build and covered in fur as black as ink jade.
The Black Flame Demonic Tiger was not the target, but its symbiotic soul beast—the Sunflower—was exactly the soul beast he had been desperately searching for.
"Everyone, gather around my clone immediately." Duanmu Ci's voice carried unprecedented gravity, along with a trace of barely contained delight. "Stay where you are. Do not move under any circumstances. Wait for me to return."
The moment he finished speaking, his real body had already turned into a blurred shadow and shot after the Black Flame Demonic Tiger in the direction it had vanished.
An eighty-thousand-year Black Flame Demonic Tiger—its symbiotic Sunflower had to be eighty thousand years old as well!
This far exceeded his expectations, but no matter what, he had to inspect where the Sunflowers grew.
Duanmu Ci rose into the air without a sound, hovering above the sea of trees as he trailed the streak of black light from afar.
The demonic tiger bounded through the mountains and forests, its agile body tearing