Flying Tiger

It was unclear how much time had passed, but Yang Chen had already entered the White Tiger Mountain. His exact position was difficult to determine, though he had made some preparations before coming.

Yang Chen took a compass-like object from his pocket and checked it, only to discover that he was still situated in the due south.

White Tiger Mountain lay to the south of Jiangnan City; if one continued to travel south, they would eventually reach the depths of the mountain.

The only troublesome part was that the surrounding white mist made Yang Chen's vision grow dim. Even though Yang Chen possessed a Grandmaster's physique and his eyesight had been greatly enhanced, it was still difficult to see clearly beyond a few hundred meters through the fog.

At most, seeing ten meters or so was Yang Chen's limit.

No wonder some of those A-rank ability users ended up falling here!

Yang Chen sighed. Logically, with so many A-rank ability users, even an S-rank existence would have to avoid their sharp edge. After all, an S-rank was not a Great Grandmaster; that was a chasm-like distance that could still be bridged by sheer numbers.

Yet, even so, the Flying Tiger had managed to kill one and severely injure so many A-rank ability users. It wasn't just that the Flying Tiger was powerful; it was largely due to the terrain here.

Even Yang Chen was affected by the white mist, let alone those A-rank ability users.

Therefore, it was perfectly normal for them to be defeated by the Flying Tiger. Plus, the fact that the Flying Tiger could fly made it even more difficult to deal with!

Just as Yang Chen was pondering this, a sense of crisis suddenly welled up in his heart.

His body instantly grew alert, and a faint blood-red hue emerged.

Immediately following this, the sound of something piercing through the air rang out.

"Whoosh!"

A green radiance tore through the white mist and lunged at Yang Chen in the blink of an eye.

"Get lost!"

Yang Chen roared, throwing a punch that carried faint flames flickering within the white mist.

BOOM!

The green light was instantly torn apart. Yang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as his body shot forward like a cannonball, thick flames erupting to disperse the surrounding white mist.

Then, Yang Chen saw a massive body coiled up—it was a python!

Its triangular pupils stared fixedly at Yang Chen, devoid of any emotion other than a cold, chilling glint.

A spirit beast!

Yang Chen was stunned for a moment. This was his first time seeing a spirit beast. After all, he hadn't had a TV before, and his phone had been a button-operated model; he had only heard about them from others, so this was truly his first encounter.

However, the aura radiating from the python wasn't very strong—at most, it was at the C-rank level. Yang Chen wasn't in a hurry to strike, watching the python with a playful expression instead.

Seeing that its attack had missed, the python opened its blood-red maw, its tongue flicking out repeatedly as the stench of blood permeated the air.

It was foul!

"Come on then!"

Yang Chen looked at the python provocatively, his eyes filled with thick amusement.

The python seemed to sense Yang Chen's mockery and grew instantly enraged.

Its pupils turned blood-red, and it raised its massive head. Coiling its entire body, it lunged toward Yang Chen.

"Hiss!"

The python hissed, the green radiance on its body flaring up. It had chosen the most direct method, preparing to engage Yang Chen in physical combat!

Yang Chen chuckled, flames erupting from his body. He pushed a punch forward, looking like an emperor amidst the fire, and charged at the python while wrapped in extreme heat!

BOOM!

The flaming fist collided with the python's body. A terrifying shockwave instantly rippled out, the sound echoing throughout White Tiger Mountain and startling many birds!

The white mist was torn apart as if it were thin paper.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!!!

The python let out a miserable shriek.

Yang Chen's fist was no fragile thing. With his A-rank fire ability combined with the physique of a Grandmaster, the terrifying energy was something even an S-rank spirit beast might not dare to take head-on, let alone a mere C-rank spirit beast.

The python's body shattered, and thick green blood spilled out, flowing from its massive frame.

As it splattered onto the ground, the earth itself began to hiss, corroded by the venom!

"Good fellow, you've got poison too?"

Yang Chen smiled faintly, but the toxins posed no threat to him. After all, his fire ability was A-rank; no matter how strong the C-rank poison was, it would only serve as fuel for his flames!

System: Defeated C-rank spirit beast. Reward: One C-rank spiritual energy infusion!

Yang Chen raised an eyebrow. He had figured out the reward system: defeating a person or spirit beast of a certain rank would grant a spiritual energy infusion of the same level.

However, this C-rank spiritual energy infusion didn't seem to be of much use to him!

Whatever, even a mosquito's leg is still meat.

Yang Chen didn't dwell on it. Instead, he turned his gaze to the python's remains. He saw that within the shattered body, there was a pale green object that looked like a gemstone.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes. He had done his homework before coming; he knew that this object, which looked like a green gem, was called an inner core!

It was the essence of a spirit beast! It could be used directly for cultivation or for refining medicine.

Yang Chen put away the inner core and gazed at the python's carcass in contemplation. A moment later, a surge of black energy erupted from his fingertips, landing upon the serpent's massive body.

A terrifying suction force rampaged through the python's remains, instantly reducing its already mangled form into mere chunks of flesh.

Following this, ribbons of green energy were enveloped by the black light and funneled into Yang Chen's body.

Ding, congratulations to the host for devouring the ability: Toxin!

Hearing this, Yang Chen beamed with joy. Not bad; he had gained a new ability, further strengthening his arsenal.

He reached out a hand, and a flicker of green radiance immediately emerged, causing the surrounding air to hiss as it was corroded.

Such a potent toxin!

The toxin within Yang Chen's body was far stronger than that of the python; after all, Yang Chen's cultivation was at the A-rank, while the python was merely C-rank.

The gap between them was quite significant.

However, as the python's body disintegrated, the scent of blood instantly permeated the air, and Yang Chen had carelessly forgotten one thing.

This was the wilderness!

It was teeming with countless spirit beasts!

The stench of the python's blood would attract a multitude of them.

ROAR!

A series of roars instantly snapped Yang Chen back to reality. He froze for a moment before the realization hit him.

"Damn it, there are so many!"

The dense, overlapping roars of spirit beasts rose and fell, wave after wave of sound crashing against him.

"Dammit!"

Yang Chen cursed under his breath and prepared to flee.

But at that moment, a tiger's roar resounded across the heavens. A massive figure, treading upon the clouds and beating its wings, flew out from the depths of White Tiger Mountain!

It was none other than the Flying Tiger!

To be continued!