They Walked Right Into My Trap

Three days later.

Chrysanthemum Pass, Ghost, and Lin Chuan were walking through a dense part of the Star Dou Forest.

The forest canopy was interlaced, and the warm sunlight climbed onto the treetops, piercing through the gaps in the branches and leaves to scatter fragmented light and shadows on the ground.

The sky was clear for thousands of miles, yet as they approached this specific area of the forest, they could increasingly feel a chilling, eerie aura.

The moment Lin Chuan stepped into this region, the hair on his body stood on end; it felt as if he were being watched by some terrifying existence, and his body instinctively went on high alert.

"Old Ghost, this place is not simple."

Chrysanthemum Pass spoke, his entire being also in a state of readiness as his gaze swept across the surroundings.

Without them noticing, the area they were in had become shrouded in a hazy gray mist, blocking their vision ahead.

"A Soul Beast has its eyes on us, and it's not weak. Should we release our pressure to drive it back?"

Ghost turned his head to ask Lin Chuan, his words also carrying the intent to persuade him otherwise.

After all, it had already been three days, and they hadn't even seen a shadow of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger; it would be better to find a more suitable Soul Beast.

Lin Chuan, however, kept his eyes fixed on the gray mist, his spiritual power shattered the moment it probed into that mass of fog.

The evil aura sensed by his spiritual power made his tone carry an indescribable excitement:

"Master, Elder Chrysanthemum, perhaps we don't need to look any further. The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger has delivered itself to our doorstep."

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Pass and Ghost both turned their heads toward the gray mist, their expressions filled with intense curiosity.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was an evil Soul Beast that hadn't appeared for years; they had only read about its power in books.

And now, this one, which could make him feel threatened...

Its age likely reached over forty thousand years, perhaps even capable of rivaling an ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

The two men immediately turned serious, preparing to find a suitable opportunity to strike.

"That thing has been circling behind you. Be careful."

Giratina's voice resonated from the depths of his heart.

Lin Chuan was startled, then used his Soul Power to transmit this message to both Chrysanthemum Pass and Ghost.

After receiving the information, the two exchanged a glance, cast a subtle look behind them, and without wasting any more words, directly activated their Martial Souls.

As old partners, they kept Lin Chuan's safety in mind as Ghost's figure, shrouded in black energy, vanished from where he stood.

Floating above Chrysanthemum Pass's right hand was a peculiar Martial Soul, brilliant yellow and crimson gold, majestic and exquisite.

Its exterior consisted of dense golden armored blades, arranged in layers like the complex, intricate parts inside a watch, forming a brilliant golden flower in the shape of a blooming rose.

Floating around him were nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—shining brightly.

The pressure unique to a Titled Douluo spread outward without restraint. This pressure carefully avoided Lin Chuan, yet it felt as if gravity had increased; everything within a hundred-meter radius was suppressed by this force.

The Blue Silver Grass had its spine bent, and the trees stood silent and deathly still.

Within the gray mist, Ghost's figure was rapidly chasing after another silhouette.

After a fierce collision between the two, they engaged in a game of cat and mouse.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was incredibly fast, utilizing the tree trunks to weave constantly through the forest.

As an old partner, Chrysanthemum Pass didn't need to be told; he quickly left a golden armored blade by Lin Chuan's side before rushing toward Ghost's location.

He channeled his Martial Soul, and the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum on his right hand began to expand rapidly as the sixth soul ring beneath his feet flickered.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Stamen Overflows with Rosy Clouds!"

Chrysanthemum Pass soared into the air, and the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum suddenly erupted with a dense barrage of shots.

Those hard golden armored blades were like steel needles, piercing through tree trunks without obstruction, snapping branches, and striking toward Ghost's position.

Utilizing the characteristics of his own Martial Soul, Ghost transformed into a mass of black mist, and the blade attacks passed directly through the mist, embedding themselves deep into the ground or the tree trunks.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had already climbed onto a tree trunk, and without the cover of the gray mist, its true form was exposed.

It was a giant, pitch-black tiger with an indistinct black "King" character on its forehead and purple patterns crawling across its broad, long body.

Several thick, sharp fangs protruded from the corners of its mouth, its scarlet eyes radiated a terrifying murderous aura, and its muscles bulged all over its body.

Its tail, composed of countless bone segments, hung down like a thick whip, with a huge, barbed hook at the tip that shimmered with a cold, eerie light.

This Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's cultivation had not reached its limit—that is, the ultimate power—but its aura was already no weaker than that of an ordinary Titled Douluo.

It was no wonder it was so arrogant, fleeing only to stand its ground and provoke them.

After the previous probing, Ghost already had a rough understanding of this Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

If he were alone, he might not necessarily be able to kill it.

With Chrysanthemum Pass joining forces, it was only a matter of time before they killed their target.

The next instant, three figures erupted, colliding within the forest.

The aftermath of their attacks stirred up clouds of smoke, air waves rolled continuously, trees snapped at the waist, and the booming sounds of battle echoed one after another.

Lin Chuan maintained a safe distance, following closely behind, observing this battle that seemed capable of piercing stone and rending clouds.

Facing the soul skill attacks from Ghost and Chrysanthemum Pass, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger gritted its teeth and roared.

"ROAR--!!"

The tiger's roar rippled out for a thousand meters, and monstrous energy gathered behind it into a terrifying offensive.

As the fierce attack from Ghost and the strike from Chrysanthemum Pass were about to hit, it blasted outward, instantly shattering both soul skills.

The attack did not stop, shooting straight toward Chrysanthemum Pass.

High in the sky, the surging air waves scattered the surrounding white clouds, transforming into a streak of light as it crashed down.

Chrysanthemum Pass's expression turned grave. He pressed his hands together, fingers curled into orchid mudras, and after crossing his arms, the seventh soul ring beneath his feet flickered:

"Seventh Soul Skill, Avatar of the Martial Soul!"

In an instant, a massive Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum appeared behind Chrysanthemum Pass, rotating to envelop him.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's attack was ultimately blocked by the Avatar of the Martial Soul.

Taking advantage of its momentary daze, Ghost had already arrived at the side of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

Like a magic trick, nine floating soul rings instantly appeared around him, and responding in unison with the aura of a Titled Douluo was his flickering fifth soul ring.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow Earth Swamp Hand!"

Ghost grabbed at the air, and countless pitch-black arms reached out from a swamp in the void, stretching toward the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

Sensing these attacks, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger tried to dodge, only to find its hind legs already deeply mired in the ghost swamp.

The other ghost hands seized the opportunity to grab the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's body, binding it tightly, rendering all its struggles futile.

The initial use of skills had only been a probe, with little focus, but once the ghost hands entangled the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Ghost injected more soul power to better control the target.

Instantly, a chilling, evil aura permeated the air.

The numerous ghost hands clinging to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger twisted and grew, the shrieking souls tearing at it, causing the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger to struggle violently in agony.

This struggle consumed and injured it greatly, yet the instances of the soul skill being broken by its thrashing grew more frequent.

Root after root of the ghost hands were shredded by the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's wind-attribute energy claw blades, which were imbued with an evil aura.

"Yue Guan!"

Hearing Ghost's shout, Chrysanthemum Pass, having activated his Avatar of the Martial Soul and received a physical boost, summoned his martial soul once again.

To quickly finish off his heavily injured opponent, he did not dawdle, and the ninth soul ring beneath his feet began to flicker:

"Ninth Soul Skill, Chrysanthemum Remains, Flowers Scatter, Wounds Everywhere, Petals Fall, Hearts Break!"

Suddenly, a surging wave of soul power erupted, blasting a beam of light that shot straight into the firmament.

With Chrysanthemum Pass at the center, the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum martial soul unfolded layer by layer, and petals began to drift across the sky.

Each petal rotated like a crescent blade, forming a massive golden tornado.

The gale whipped up a terrifying momentum, causing the heavens and earth to change color for an instant.

Because of the rising storm, the surrounding air was affected.

The golden armored blade-petals of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum arranged themselves in an orderly fashion within the storm, twisting as they surged toward the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

The moment they made contact, the sound of metal clashing rang out incessantly, and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger frantically broke free from the entanglement of the ghost hands.

Its claws and fangs erupted in constant attacks, colliding head-on with the storm of blades.