Black Tiger Cave

The air around Black Tiger Mountain carried a faint, fishy stench—the trace left behind by active demon beasts. Sunlight filtered through gaps in the treetops, scattering mottled patches of light across the ground. Thick layers of fallen leaves covered the earth, rustling beneath their feet.

Everyone in the group immediately set up a temporary Defensive Formation. As the Formation Disks in their hands lit up and linked their power together, they finally felt the pressure on their bodies ease considerably.

The groups led by Zhang Mingshu and Zhuge Yunfei stopped at the edge of Black Tiger Mountain, their eyes warily scanning the surroundings. Birds and beasts occasionally darted through the branches and leaves, seemingly disturbed by these uninvited guests.

"The aura of the Ghost Spirits is no weaker than that of the demon beasts," Zhuge Yunfei said.

"And there's quite a lot of demonic aura as well," Zhang Mingshu added.

"Everyone, stay alert. There may be more demon beasts here than we imagined," Zhuge Yunfei ordered. He had no intention of advancing farther.

They were merely probing each other.

"The auras of the demon beasts inside are also far more complex than we imagined."

He had them send out a signal, withdrawing everyone who might still be investigating the mountain.

Only after retreating beyond a safe distance did they reconsider and set up camp to rest.

A wooden tower soon rose at the center of the camp. Zhang Mingshu climbed to the top and gazed toward Black Tiger Mountain.

The power of the Life Book activated.

He soon discovered that deep within Black Tiger Mountain, the Black Tiger Demon Soul of a sealed black tiger remained. Its strength was actually still at the late seventh rank.

There were also two other powerful tiger demons in the mountain: the seventh-rank mid-stage