Along with Qin Chuan's indifferent voice, an invisible, intangible, yet terrifyingly powerful repulsive force erupted from the center of his body!
Before this power, the air was compressed into a visible, transparent barrier.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger, which had been pouncing with aggressive momentum, felt its massive body slam into an unseen divine wall while still three meters away from Qin Chuan.
Time seemed to hit the slow-motion button at this very moment.
Within the tiger's golden pupils, the playfulness and cruelty instantly froze, replaced by an instinctive, extreme sense of shock and horror.
It did not understand; it completely failed to grasp what had happened.
Why could this tiny human before it, who had not released any soul skills or even lit up a soul ring, unleash such an unreasonable power?
This repulsive force did not belong to this world at all!
It was as if it had descended from a higher dimension of law—brutal, overbearing, and utterly devoid of logic.
"Bang!"
A dull, thunderous boom exploded in the forest a second late.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger's multi-ton body was like a rubber ball before the absolute repulsion of Shinra Tensei.
It was sent flying back with the same ferocity as the speed at which it had pounced.
The massive golden figure carved a parabola through the air, and along the way, the towering ancient trees—each requiring several men to embrace—were as fragile as rotten wood before it.
"Snap! Crack! Rumble!"
A series of deafening sounds of trees breaking, accompanied by a sky full of stirred-up dust, echoed throughout the entire forest.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger's body smashed through a dozen large trees before finally crashing heavily onto the ground a hundred meters away, blasting out a massive crater over five meters in diameter as mud and debris splattered everywhere.
Qin Chuan slowly lowered his left hand, remaining exactly where he stood; not even the corner of his clothes had moved.
The ground in front of him was clean, save for his own footprints, as if that world-shattering strike had been a trivial matter.
[Theoretically, any soul beast under thirty thousand years of cultivation can be repelled.] Qin Chuan silently evaluated the effect of the strike.
The power of the Six Paths Reincarnation Eye was far more domineering than he had imagined.
The intensity of the Shinra Tensei's repulsion was directly proportional to the Heavenly Dao Power he injected.
With his current level 50 soul power, repelling this twenty-five-thousand-year mutated soul beast was no problem at all.
[However, if I were to encounter one over thirty thousand years, or a power-type overlord like the Titan Giant Ape, I might be the one sent flying if I used this move.]
Qin Chuan knew very well that every power had its limits.
"Roar!"
From the dust-filled crater came a roar mixed with pain and boundless fury.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger wobbled as it climbed out of the pit.
Its entire body was covered in mud and broken branches, looking utterly disheveled, but beneath that golden fur, its muscles remained knotted and filled with explosive power.
That strike had only caused superficial wounds, failing to damage its foundation.
But the physical pain was nothing compared to the shock and humiliation it felt within.
It finally understood why this human at the Soul King level dared to intrude into its territory alone.
This human was strange!
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger's golden pupils locked onto Qin Chuan, the playfulness in its gaze long gone, replaced by unprecedented gravity and ferocity.
It no longer launched a blind charge; instead, it lowered its body, limbs slightly bent like a drawn bow, and began to pace slowly around Qin Chuan.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger was observing, testing.
The combat intelligence of a ten-thousand-year soul beast was fully ignited at this moment.
Qin Chuan gripped the Zhu Xian Sword, his expression remaining indifferent.
He knew that while Shinra Tensei was powerful, he could not exhaust this soul beast to death with that move alone.
The real battle had only just begun.
"Whoosh!" The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger moved.
This time, it did not choose a straight charge; instead, its body jerked sharply to the left, its massive frame carving a golden Z-shaped afterimage into the ground. Its speed was faster than before, and its trajectory was even more erratic!
It attempted to disrupt Qin Chuan's judgment through high-speed directional changes, seeking the blind spot of that invisible "divine wall."
[Playing with speed in front of the Six Paths Reincarnation Eye?]
In Qin Chuan's vision, every movement of the Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger, every contraction of its muscles, and every flow of its soul power were seen with absolute clarity.
Its trajectory held no secrets in Qin Chuan's eyes.
Just as the tiger pounced toward him from the side, Qin Chuan's body shifted slightly, and the Zhu Xian Sword in his hand traced a tricky arc from bottom to top, precisely meeting the tiger's soft underbelly.
This strike carried no soul skills, relying solely on the peerless sharpness of the Zhu Xian Sword itself.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger's combat instinct saved it.
The moment the blade was about to make contact, it forcibly twisted its waist, its massive body performing an incredible roll in mid-air, narrowly dodging the fatal strike.
Yet, the sword qi of the Zhu Xian Sword still left a half-meter-long bloody gash across its belly.
Golden fur curled outward as fresh blood instantly stained the hide beneath its stomach.
"Roar!" The excruciating pain drove the Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger into a complete frenzy.
After landing, it did not pause for even a second; its long, barb-covered tongue lashed out like a crimson whip, dripping with foul-smelling saliva as it struck toward Qin Chuan's face.
Simultaneously, its tail, thick as a steel lash, whipped high into the air and came crashing down from another direction with a whistling sound that tore through the atmosphere!
A pincer attack from above and below!
Qin Chuan remained unhurried. With a light tap of his toes against the ground, his entire body became as weightless as a feather, drifting vertically upward more than ten meters to easily evade both attacks.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger's assault missed its mark, its long tongue and massive tail slamming violently into the earth.
"Boom!"
The ground exploded, sending soil and turf flying in all directions and leaving behind two trenches half a meter deep.
Qin Chuan hovered in mid-air, looking down from above at the enraged beast on the ground.
What he had to do now was act like an experienced matador.
Constantly provoke, constantly exhaust. Exchange the smallest cost for the greatest result.
He had to grind away the patience and stamina of this king of the forest bit by bit, until it revealed its most fatal flaw.
The Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger tilted its head to look at Qin Chuan suspended in the sky, a sense of helplessness appearing in its golden pupils for the first time.
It could fly! This human could actually fly!
How was it supposed to fight this?
It possessed enough power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth, yet it couldn't even touch the corner of its opponent's clothes.
This feeling made it so frustrated it was on the verge of madness.
"Roar!"
Refusing to accept defeat, the Golden-Patterned Sword-Toothed Tiger abruptly opened its blood-red maw, and deep within its throat, a blinding golden sphere of light began to condense rapidly.
That was its innate soul skill, the Geng Metal Death Ray!
Power capable of piercing through mountains gathered within its mouth!
The dazzling golden light illuminated the beast's gaping maw, and the surrounding air began to distort and vibrate violently under the pressure of such berserk energy.
The essence of Geng Metal was indestructible.
This strike was its strongest long-range attack, enough to blast that annoying fly in the sky into smithereens!
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