Dark Demon Evil God Tiger

"By the way, Father, do you know what kind of Soul Beast the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is? Why have I never heard of it?" Qian Xunji asked doubtfully.

"The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger... it is a Soul Beast that exists only in legend. According to the records in Spirit Hall's ancient texts, the Evil God descended upon a White Tiger in ancient times, causing it to mutate. The White Tiger's original Light Attribute became a Dark Attribute, and it grew black wings symbolizing corruption, along with an Evil God Hook like a scorpion's tail. The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is extraordinarily powerful. Generally speaking, any Soul Beast could potentially become a human's Martial Soul, but the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is an exception. No one has ever possessed it as a Martial Soul. Its attribute is not truly Dark Attribute, but the Ultimate Evil Attribute left behind by the Evil God—something the human body simply cannot endure. If Martial Souls were ranked by grade, then it would definitely be a Martial Soul on the same level as the Six-Winged Angel." Qian Daoliu sighed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu was still immersed in his shock when Qian Xunji suddenly cried out. A violent pain erupted in his head, and two beams of Black Light shot from his eyes. Qian Xunji's mouth fell open, his eyes bulging as though they were about to burst from their sockets. His body shook violently.

"Ji'er, what's wrong? What is happening?" Qian Daoliu said frantically.

Qian Xunji's consciousness slowly sank into his mind. He did not know where he was, nor did he know what he was supposed to do. He simply wandered aimlessly, as though he would never reach the end.

Roar— A deep growl rang out. Qian Xunji abruptly stopped and stared ahead. There stood a gigantic black tiger, his entire body pure black without a trace of any other color. His red Tiger Eyes were filled with a sinister aura. He was more than eight meters long, his muscles bulging all over, and he likely weighed over three thousand jin. The character for king on his forehead was also black, yet unlike the black of his fur, it was a gloomy black like mist. Most peculiar of all was his tail. Compared to an ordinary Tiger Soul Beast, his tail was much longer and stood erect, formed from countless Bone Joints. At its very tip was a massive hook that glimmered with Ghastly Eerie Glow.

He opened his Tiger Mouth, large enough to swallow Qian Xunji whole, and slowly spat out a pitch-black bead. The bead gradually rolled to Qian Xunji's feet. Qian Xunji bent down and picked it up, saying in surprise, "Isn't this the bead that brought me here?"

"That's right, human. This is This King's Inner Core, containing nearly ninety percent of This King's essence," the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger said.

"Oh my god, y-you can talk?" Qian Xunji pointed at the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, his voice trembling.

"Of course. This King is a God-level Soul Beast, an existence capable of matching a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast after only sixty thousand years. Naturally, This King can speak."

Qian Xunji let out a breath of relief. Looking at the Black Bead in his hand, he said, "So you were the one who brought me here. What do you want?"

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger looked at the tiny human before him. Seeing that Qian Xunji had quickly calmed down after his initial shock, he found the boy's temperament rather good and continued, "I was originally already dead. At the time, I was hunting in the Star Dou Great Forest when I encountered Qian Xunji, who was seeking a Soul Ring. Two Titled Douluo followed behind him. I risked my life to unleash the Divine Skill, Life and Death Arena, and was about to kill them when Qian Daoliu suddenly appeared. Knowing I was no match for him, I attached a wisp of my Soul Power to my Inner Core and shattered space, drifting through countless planes. Then I was drawn by the White Tiger Bloodline within you. I went to investigate and discovered that you were on the verge of death, so I brought your soul to this world."

Qian Xunji quietly watched the enormous Black Tiger, seemingly judging how much of his words he could believe. Seeing the sincere emotion in the Black Tiger's expression, he could not help but believe him somewhat.

"Then I should thank you. If it hadn't been for you, I might already be dead," Qian Xunji said.

"There is no need for that. I helped you on one condition: you must help me restore my soul. My soul will dissipate in three years, and when you Become God, you must revive me." The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger fixed his Tiger Eyes on Qian Xunji.

"Fine, I promise you. But aren't you afraid that I might fail to Become God someday?" Qian Xunji said with a mischievous grin.

Qian Xunji wore a roguish smile. Even his thick brows seemed to ripple softly, as though they always carried a hint of laughter, curved like a bright First Quarter Moon in the Night Sky. His fair skin set off his faint peach-pink Lips, handsome and striking Facial Features, and perfect Face Shape. Especially that trace of wicked charm flashing at the Corner of Mouth, which added a touch of unruliness to his sunny, handsome appearance.

"We Soul Beasts cannot Become God. I can only place all my hopes on you. I will do everything in my power to help you Become God." The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's face was filled with seriousness.

"I was joking. I will definitely Become God. I do not want to experience death again. I want Eternal Life. I will revive you. This is my oath, Dark Demon Evil God Tiger." Qian Xunji's expression was utterly serious.

Qian Xunji's Golden Finger had arrived.