Yet when the Tiger Demon's claws reached Tang Changsheng's head, something seemed to block them. They slid aside and struck empty air.
The Tiger Demon naturally knew nothing of the Yin Spirit Realm, but it had now felt its power firsthand. Its attack was easily deflected by that strange force field...
Before the Tiger Demon could make another move, a Longsword pierced the White Tiger's throat and passed straight through the back of its neck.
The savage light rapidly faded from the Tiger Demon's bell-sized eyes. They turned dull and lifeless as it crashed to the ground, blood spilling out. Tang Changsheng had slain it with ease...
The Vengeful Tiger Ghosts all around leaped about in fright. Dozens of ghostly flames fluttered wildly through the air, as though at a loss.
Even Gu Junjie stared wide-eyed, unable to speak.
The Tiger Demon had been formidable. Even Gu Junjie could not have been certain of taking it down. Yet in Tang Changsheng's hands, it had failed to survive even a single move...
Gu Junjie had thought the opportunities he had encountered since his arrival had turned him into a ghostly thing, neither human nor demon, but they had also greatly increased his strength.
The power left behind by the Demon Tree had practically let him step into the Yin Spirit Realm in one stride.
He had believed that even if he could not match Tang Changsheng, he could not be far behind. But seeing Tang Changsheng kill that powerful Tiger Demon so easily without using a single Treasured Artifact felt like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. The swelling pride he had felt as the ghosts under his command gathered at once subsided.
Then, as blood flowed from the Tiger Demon's corpse, pinpricks of White Light shone through.