Stealing Food from a Tiger's Mouth

The summit of the Sun Family's Beast Soul Mountain.

Inside the Beast Soul Hall, Tiger Roar and Wolf Howl never ceased. The Sun Family's last few Foundation Establishment cultivators were still resisting with everything they had, trying to escape.

But under the attacks of ten times their number of berserk beast souls burning everything they had, it was destined to be futile.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the sounds of battle inside the Beast Soul Hall gradually died away.

The roars of those beast souls also slowly fell silent, and the Beast Soul Hall gradually sank into dead stillness.

On the plaza, two Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Commoner's Alliance had just finished cleaning up the battlefield.

The corpses of their own fallen people had to be collected, and the bodies of the dead Sun Family members also had spoils that needed gathering.

At this moment, seeing that the commotion inside the Beast Soul Hall had already stopped, the two could not help exchanging a glance.

"Is it already over?"

One of them asked, looking rather eager, wanting to enter the Beast Soul Hall at once and loot it thoroughly.

This was the Sun Family's most central and important place. It was easy to imagine that the Sun Family's most precious treasures and resources must be hidden inside.

Although the lion's share of those treasures and resources would definitely have to be handed over to Chen Yang, they could still skim some soup from it.

Hearing his words, the other also seemed somewhat tempted, but after hesitating for a moment, he still shook his head and said, "Since Senior Brother Chen said to wait half an hour, we'd better wait first."

At that, the man could not help hesitating as well. In the end, he still did not dare go in, and waited outside the Beast Soul Hall too.

Hidden to one side, Liang Zhaohuang saw this scene, and his heart could not help stirring.

He began carefully sneaking around the Beast Soul Hall, closely observing every part of it.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at a crack on the Beast Soul Hall ahead.

The crack was only two fingers wide. It should have been damage caused by the attacks and fighting of those berserk beast souls.

Liang Zhaohuang immediately used the last Trace Concealment Talisman and carefully crept over to the crack in the Beast Soul Hall.

He took out the Black Tiger Sword and, through the crack, carefully sent it into the Beast Soul Hall.

As soon as the Black Tiger Sword entered the Beast Soul Hall, it transformed into a black tiger.

"Uu..."

After taking form, the black tiger, as usual, wanted to lift its head and roar.

Liang Zhaohuang hurriedly suppressed it, and it ended up as half a whimper.

Even so, Liang Zhaohuang's heart could not help leaping. Only after he saw that the two Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Commoner's Alliance over by the plaza had no reaction did he finally relax.

After that, he attached his Spiritual Sense to the black tiger and observed the situation inside the Beast Soul Hall.

What the Beast Soul Hall had originally looked like could no longer be made out. At this moment, it was a field of ruins.

The ground was split, the walls torn open, and bricks, stones, broken earth, jade porcelain, gold, iron, and fragments of spirit wood lay everywhere. Several mangled corpses lay among them, blood flowing in streams.

There were still more than twenty beast souls wandering among the ruins, some walking, some crouching. They no longer had the earlier berserk fury of battle. All of them seemed like old beasts that had already exhausted their vital energy, their auras low and dispirited, calmly welcoming death.

In just the brief moment Liang Zhaohuang observed, he saw a giant python beast soul suddenly fail to hold on, turning into a patch of illusory flame that burned, vanished, and did not leave even a speck of ash behind.

It made Liang Zhaohuang feel secretly startled.

Scattered among these ruins were also some precious resources.

Spirit stones, precious medicines, precious artifacts, jade slips, spirit materials... and some treasures that Liang Zhaohuang could not recognize at all.

Clearly, these were all precious resources the Sun Family had stored here. The few Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Sun Family had wanted to take them away, but in the end, they had still failed to escape with their lives and had been killed by those berserk beast souls. In the end, most of these resources had also been spilled across the ruins.

Liang Zhaohuang was extremely covetous of these treasures scattered through the ruins, but the black tiger he controlled was, after all, only a manifested spiritual artifact. He could not use the black tiger to open a Storage Bag and put all these precious resources scattered on the ground into it.

If he had the black tiger pick them up one by one and send them to the crack, it would undoubtedly waste far too much time, and he would not be able to gain many treasures.

He could not delay here for too long, or if he was exposed, the consequences would be worrying.

At a time like this, one had to know what to take and what to leave.

Liang Zhaohuang's target quickly shifted away from the precious treasures scattered on the ground and turned to the corpses of those Sun Family Foundation Establishment cultivators, to the Storage Bags on their bodies.

There had been four Sun Family Foundation Establishment cultivators who fled into the Beast Soul Hall, but there were only three relatively intact corpses on the ground. The other corpse had already been shattered beyond recognition, and even the Storage Bag on the body had been torn apart under the attacks of those berserk beast souls. The materials inside were piled in one place, but most had already been shattered and ruined, clearly damaged when the Storage Bag broke.

Fortunately, on the other three relatively intact corpses, their Storage Bags were still well preserved, and two of them even had two Storage Bags hanging on each of their bodies.

Liang Zhaohuang no longer delayed. He carefully controlled the black tiger to enter the Beast Soul Hall and walk toward the mangled corpses.

During this process, his heart was in his throat the entire time, worried that those beast souls would attack the black tiger.

Fortunately, whether because those beast souls had already exhausted their vital energy and had no strength to fight again, or because the aura on the black tiger's body was the same as theirs, these beast souls paid no attention to the black tiger entering the Beast Soul Hall.

Seeing this, Liang Zhaohuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the matter was more than half done.

He controlled the black tiger to carefully walk up to a corpse, lower its head, and bite up a Storage Bag.

At this moment, a Leopard Beast Soul lying not far away suddenly turned its head to look over, as if somewhat puzzled.

Liang Zhaohuang's heart could not help jumping. The black tiger he controlled stiffened as well, and the Storage Bag in its mouth nearly fell.

Fortunately, that Leopard Beast Soul had already weakened to the extreme. Its body arched as if preparing to stand, but illusory flames abruptly burned over its body, and it soon scattered away completely.

Having luckily escaped disaster, Liang Zhaohuang let out a breath in his heart and no longer dared delay. He controlled the black tiger to carefully send the Storage Bag to the crack in the wall and stuff it out through the gap.

No more accidents happened throughout the entire process.

Liang Zhaohuang did not even inspect the Storage Bag he had obtained. Focusing his mind, he controlled the "Black Tiger" again and had it continue into the hall to steal the Storage Bags from the other corpses.

One, two, three, four, five!

Liang Zhaohuang controlled the "Black Tiger" with the utmost care and stole all five Storage Bags into his hands. From start to finish, it actually took more than half an hour, and it consumed more than half of his Spiritual Sense and energy.

When the last Storage Bag was in his hands, Liang Zhaohuang could not help but let out a breath of relief. Sweat seeped out at his temples and across his forehead.

There were now fewer than five beast souls still remaining in Beast Soul Hall. The rest had all turned into illusory flames and been burned away to nothing.

Liang Zhaohuang did not hesitate any longer. Though the treasures on the ground were good, one had to be alive to enjoy them. He immediately recalled the Black Tiger Sword, concealed his form and traces with the Trace Concealment Talisman, and carefully slipped down Beast Soul Mountain.

He still took the same road he had come by. That small path on the rear mountain had been deliberately arranged by the Sun Family, and it had many methods of deceiving the eye along it. Outsiders would find it very difficult to discover, and it was also the escape route for the Sun Family's disciples.

Unfortunately, they had run into Liang Zhaohuang earlier, who had blocked the Sun Family disciples' escape route and cut off the Sun Family's final hope.

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