The Sacrifice of the Hundred Thousand Year Nine-Tailed Silver Fox

Tang An immediately locked onto the source of the two auras.

Ahead stood a Nine-Tailed Silver Fox with a coat of pure silver, the vertical eye on its forehead flickering with a faint light. It was covered in wounds, clearly at the end of its rope.

Pursuing it relentlessly was a giant tiger, over eight meters in length. Its body was pitch black without a single stray hair, its muscles bulging like small hills, weighing at least five thousand jin.

Those blood-red eyes were filled with a sinister aura, and in the center of its forehead was a black "King" character marking, deeper in color than its fur, like a mass of unmoving, condensed mist.

Most bizarre was its tail, composed of countless bony segments pointing straight toward the sky, ending in a massive, hooked barb that shimmered with a chilling, ghostly light under the moonlight.

Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

The name flashed through Tang An's mind instantly, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

...So this is where you were waiting for me.

It wasn't that he hadn't encountered spirit-attribute soul beasts; it was that the heavens had prepared a grand gift for Huo Yuhao—one at the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast level.

And, fearing this gift might be too lonely, they had even thrown in a Dark Demon Evil God Tiger as a buy-one-get-one-free bonus.

The Daughter of Luck, she truly lived up to the name.

Tang An rose abruptly, his gaze sharp as lightning.

"Brother Niu, twenty thousand meters to the northwest, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Nine-Tailed Silver Fox and a Dark Demon Evil God Tiger are locked in battle. Go intercept them; I want you to hold both of them for me."

Upon hearing this, Niu Tian's Limit Douluo aura erupted. Without a word, a cyan blur flashed and vanished into the night sky.

Tang An turned to Tang Ya and Beibei, his tone brooks no argument: "Wait here. I'm taking Huo Yuhao to obtain her soul ring."

With that, Tang An swept Huo Yuhao up by the waist and vaulted onto the Breeze Unicorn nearby.

Suddenly mounted by Tang An, the unicorn snorted in dissatisfaction and was just about to kick out in protest when Tang An kicked it in the rump.

It let out a whinny of grievance, its thin, cicada-wing-like Wind Wings unfurling from its sides. With a violent flap, the Wind Wings caught the air, and the unicorn's four hooves galloped against the wind, transforming into a streak of cyan light as it sped toward the northwest.

Xiao Wu naturally followed close behind, her long pink hair rising in the night breeze as she kept pace with the unicorn in a few agile leaps.

The wind whistled, and the trees on both sides blurred as they flew past.

Huo Yuhao huddled in Tang An's arms, her heart pounding violently.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—that was something she hadn't even dared to dream of, yet Tang An just said it would be her soul ring.

The unicorn galloped through the forest for half an hour until the trees ahead suddenly began to thin.

A devastated clearing appeared in their field of vision; trees within a hundred-zhang radius had been snapped in half by some terrifying force, lying scattered in every direction.

In the center of the clearing, Niu Tian had already manifested his Sky Azure Bull Python martial soul avatar. A massive, cyan python phantom coiled in mid-air, pinning two figures—one large and one small—firmly to the ground.

The larger one, silver-white all over, had its nine tails hanging limply on the ground. The vertical eye on its forehead flickered, and its snow-white fur was stained with blood. It curled its body, seemingly protecting something.

On the other side, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was tightly restrained by the Sky Azure Bull Python's phantom. Its pair of blood-red eyes burned with violence and resentment in the darkness; one of the black, fleshy wings on its back was broken, and the dark red demonic patterns on its body pulsed erratically.

Tang An held Huo Yuhao as he leaped off the unicorn, landing steadily.

Both soul beasts looked over at the same time.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's blood-red pupils were filled with rage and unwillingness, but the Nine-Tailed Silver Fox's vertical eye stared fixedly at Tang An, scanning him from head to toe.

Then, it did something no one expected.

It spoke.

"Human... I can offer myself as a sacrifice to you."

The voice resonated directly within Tang An's Sea of Consciousness, weak and urgent.

"As long as you spare my child, my origin, my soul ring, and my soul bone—all of it is yours. I only ask that you protect it."

Having said this, the large fox struggled to shift its curled body, revealing the palm-sized little fox beneath it.

The little fox was pure white, with a vertical eye on its forehead and only one tail, looking at Tang An with a pair of wet, glistening eyes.

Tang An looked at the little fox, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as he sighed inwardly.

Truly, the luck is potent. One Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast soul ring isn't enough; it even comes with a future Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast cub as a bonus.

Tang An nodded, agreeing decisively: "Very well."

A flash of relief crossed the Nine-Tailed Silver Fox's eyes, but the next second, Tang An raised his hand and pointed at Huo Yuhao beside him.

"But not as a sacrifice to me. It will be a sacrifice to her."

Huo Yuhao was completely stunned.

She pointed at herself, her face full of confusion: "Me? A sacrifice... to me?"

Huo Yuhao waved her hands in a panic, "Brother Tang An, this is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast sacrifice! I can't do it, I won't be able to withstand it at all."

The Nine-Tailed Silver Fox was also taken aback.

Its vertical eye scanned back and forth between Tang An and Huo Yuhao twice, its gaze filled with bewilderment.

"Young man, have you thought this through?"

Its mental energy resonated in Tang An's mind once more, its tone filled with disbelief.

"I am a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and this is a sacrifice, not a standard soul ring absorption."

"Under a sacrifice, all of my power will be poured into the recipient without reservation. Even a Super Douluo would have to treat this with caution. Are you certain you want to give it to someone else?"

Tang An thought to himself, You can't bring about a qualitative change for me anyway, so you're of no use to me.

"Enough talk. My disciple needs this soul ring; just perform the sacrifice for her, and I will ensure your child's safety."

The Nine-Tailed Silver Fox fell silent.

Looking into Tang An's eyes, which were devoid of any greed, it suddenly understood.

This human youth was not ignorant of its value; he simply did not care. There was no greed or hesitation in his gaze, only a natural sense of composure and confidence.

Such spirit was more reassuring to the Silver Fox than any promise.

After its death, its child would surely not be mistreated while following such a person.

"Very well." The Silver Fox said no more, struggling to lift its upper body as the vertical eye on its forehead aimed at Huo Yuhao.

A soft yet majestic silver-white beam of light shot out from the vertical eye, enveloping Huo Yuhao completely.

"Yuhao, relax your mind and circulate your soul power to absorb it. Leave the rest to me," Tang An's gentle voice echoed in Huo Yuhao's ears.

Huo Yuhao felt a spiritual essence so vast it was beyond description pouring into her Spirit Eyes. She hurriedly closed her eyes, sat cross-legged, and channeled her soul power with all her might to absorb this force.

However, the power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year sacrifice was too immense; her body began to tremble slightly, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead.

Tang An called out in his mind, "Little Dream, wake up. Time to get to work. Let this little girl obtain a Wisdom Soul Ring just like I did."

Within the Sea of Consciousness, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm rubbed her eyes as she emerged from the lake, muttering groggily:

"Master, what's going on in the middle of the night..." Tian Meng peered outside through her perception and instantly sobered up.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Nine-Tailed Silver Fox was performing a sacrifice, and beside it lay a shivering fox cub. This scene was practically identical to when she had sacrificed herself to Tang An.

"Holy crap!"

Tian Meng leaped up from the Sea of Consciousness, her eyes wide as saucers.

"To think the same story is happening again? A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast voluntarily sacrificing itself to a little girl who doesn't even have a soul ring?"

She shook her head in shock, clicking her tongue in amazement: "Are the companions of a god-tier successor all this badass? If I had that kind of luck back then, I definitely would have become a true Million-Year Soul Beast."

Despite her lamentations, Tian Meng was quick to act. A golden-silver intertwined light flickered out from between Tang An's brows, landing beside Huo Yuhao, who was currently absorbing the sacrificial power.

The origin aura of Sky Dream Ice Silkworm intertwined with the spiritual essence of the Silver Fox, helping Huo Yuhao convert this massive power into the form of a Wisdom Soul Ring, just as she had done for Tang An in the past.

But just as everyone's attention was focused on Huo Yuhao and the Silver Fox.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger moved.

It had been lying on the ground feigning death, waiting for this exact moment. Its tail, composed of countless bony segments, suddenly straightened, and the massive barb at the tip rose high, flashing with a chilling, cold light under the moonlight.

Evil God Spike, "Life and Death Arena."

This was the most terrifying innate skill of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

The tail barb transformed into the Evil God Spike. At its tip, a black hole condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The void shattered like a mirror, and a terrifying suction force erupted from the black hole, locking directly onto Tang An.

Once sucked into that different dimension, both the opponent and the user would be forcibly regressed to their infantile forms.

Within that different dimension, the Life and Death Arena would only end when one party died. The loser's soul, bloodline, elemental essence, and cultivation foundation would be completely devoured by the victor, leaving not a single scrap behind.

"Xiao An!" Xiao Wu screamed.