The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger prepared to open a spatial rift.
It had always lived by the rule: if it could win, it ate; if it could not, it tore open space and fled.
For ten thousand years, not a single creature in the Star Dou Great Forest had been able to keep it.
Even when it had encountered the Titan Giant Ape, it had escaped with ease.
A pitch-black spatial rift tore open at its side.
Dark spatial currents churned madly within.
With only half a body length left, it could slip inside completely and make its escape.
But today, it had encountered an unreasonable living demon.
Qian Sha Yu hovered high in the air, his deep eyes cold as ten-thousand-year ice.
"Trying to run?"
"How could it possibly be that easy!"
The sixth blood-red Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring beneath him blazed brilliantly.
Fallen Slaughter Angel Blood Wail!
The Twelve-Winged Fallen Slaughter Angel behind him let out a heaven-shaking roar.
Condensed crimson spiritual power slammed into the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's mind.
The massive tiger body, with half its foot already inside the spatial rift, suddenly trembled violently in surprise.
In a life-and-death battle, half a second of hesitation was enough to decide everything.
"Dark Demon Godslayer Blood Curse!"
Qian Sha Yu's cold syllables drifted through the ruined forest, like a death knell from the abyss.
The Fallen Demon Sword clenched in his right hand drew a glaring dark-red trail through the air.
An incomparably bizarre blood-colored curse mark flew from the sword.
The curse mark swelled in the wind, weaving and transforming into a vast crimson net that blotted out the sky, crashing down over the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger below.
"ROAR!!!"
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger let out an incomparably shrill scream.
The sound