Super Douluo's Pursuit, Xiao Tian's Last-Second Rescue!

Gao Yang felt the pressure behind him closing in, and his expression grew grimmer.

His unusual experiences had indeed let him bridge the gulf in Soul Power. He could fight a Titled Douluo, perhaps even kill one.

But against a Super Douluo above level ninety-five, every technique became mere show.

With his Soul Power exhausted, Gao Yang could not even think of taking on a Super Douluo. He would not have dared even at full strength.

Merely blocking one casual attack had nearly cost him his life.

If Ning Rongrong had not used the lifesaving skill of that eighty-thousand-year Soul Bone, the two of them would likely have been reduced to ash.

Even so, Ning Rongrong lay in Gao Yang's arms, deathly pale and barely breathing. Half-conscious, she could not even summon her Martial Soul.

Without the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boost, Gao Yang's speed dropped by a full notch.

All he could do now was fly toward the wilderness on his sword.

Light Feather Douluo was terrifyingly fast, flying almost close enough to skim the ground.

When he was only a few hundred meters from them, his fifth Soul Ring lit up.

"Boy, you can't escape! Fifth Soul Skill: Arrival Without Interval!"

The arrow became a streak of light, crossing a hundred meters in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it was less than ten paces behind Gao Yang.

The hairs on Gao Yang's back stood on end. Instinct made him twist aside.

The next instant, the arrow grazed his cheek.

The ice and light clinging to it ate into his skin together, leaving a burn marked by both char and frost.

Gao Yang banked sharply on his sword and plunged into the dense forest.

"Heh."

Light Feather Douluo chuckled and landed where Gao Yang had just hovered. His feet touched a treetop so lightly they did not bend a single leaf.

He raised the longbow in his hand, silver-white light flowing across it, and nocked another arrow. This time, he deliberately aimed wide.

Whoosh!

The arrow skimmed Gao Yang's thigh, trailing a line of blood.

The next grazed his shoulder.

A third pierced the tip of the Seven Kill Sword beneath his feet.

The sword hummed. Gao Yang tumbled toward the ground, but held Ning Rongrong tight against his chest. Two thick branches shattered against his back, and he spat a mouthful of blood.

"Not bad, not bad. You can still protect someone." Light Feather Douluo hovered in midair, his silver hair gleaming coldly in the moonlight. Amusement tinged his voice. "That useless Snake Lance died at your hands? I suppose he had it coming. But... I'm getting bored!"

He slowly raised his bow. This time, three arrows appeared on the string out of thin air.

They vanished, then appeared a moment later in front of Gao Yang, behind him, and above him.

There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to dodge.

Gao Yang gritted his teeth. The Soul Bone in his left arm lit up, and a battered shield spread before him. It stopped the arrow from the front, then shattered. The second arrow pierced his left shoulder. The third shot straight toward Ning Rongrong in his arms.

Almost by instinct, he turned, putting his back in the arrow's path.

"Fourth Soul Skill: I Shall Be Your Armor!"

Of all Gao Yang's Soul Skills, this was his only defensive one.

The arrow sank into his back. Frost instantly froze the blood around the wound, while light burned wildly through his flesh.

Gao Yang's vision went black, and he nearly fainted. But the warmth in his arms kept him from letting go.

"Oh?" Light Feather Douluo raised an eyebrow, as though he had finally found something interesting. "You can still move? For a Soul Saint, you're harder to kill than I thought."

He put away his bow and descended slowly. With his hands behind his back, he walked up to Gao Yang and looked down at the young man lying on the ground.

"You... talk... too much..."

Gao Yang was drenched in blood, his consciousness already fading. His right hand still gripped the Seven Kill Sword. Its blade was riddled with cracks, but he refused to let go.

There was still a chance to turn this around.

If it came to that...

Light Feather Douluo shook his head and raised a hand. A speck of cold light gathered at his fingertip.

Just as it was about to pierce Gao Yang between the brows...

A low tiger's roar burst from deep in the forest.

It was not loud, but the killing intent within it was unmistakable.

Light Feather Douluo's hand stopped.

He turned and saw a pair of crimson eyes fixed on him beneath the moonlight.

The Soul Beast looked like a giant tiger, pure black from head to toe without a trace of another color. Its red eyes held a sinister gleam. It was over eight meters long, with bulging muscles and a weight that had to exceed three thousand jin.

The character for "king" on its forehead was black too, but unlike its fur, it was a murky black like dense mist.

Its tail was strangest of all. Much longer than an ordinary tiger Soul Beast's, it rose upright, made of countless bony segments and ending in a huge hook that glimmered with an eerie light.

"A black tiger? And a hundred thousand years old..." Wild delight appeared on Light Feather Douluo's face. "You'd make a fine offering to the young master!"

In the Super Douluo's eyes, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger before him was no Soul Beast. It was...

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!

We're saved...

At the sight of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Gao Yang collapsed to the ground with the unconscious Ning Rongrong in his arms.

He even dismissed his Martial Soul.

Xiao Tian's arrival gave him confidence that he could escape a Super Douluo alive.

Xiao Tian slowly emerged from the shadows. Its crimson eyes reflected Light Feather Douluo's figure, and Gao Yang's not far away.

Seeing Gao Yang in that state, the cruelty in Xiao Tian's eyes deepened.

It turned toward Light Feather Douluo. Beneath its pitch-black fur, dark red markings gradually lit up, gathering into flowing dark flames along its spine, limbs, and tail tip.

"Interesting." Light Feather Douluo's smile vanished, and his silver hair stirred without wind. "You think you can hunt me?"

He raised his hand, and his bow of light and ice formed again. This time, his ninth Soul Ring glowed faintly.

But the instant he raised his hand, Xiao Tian vanished.

No warning, no afterimage, no sonic boom.

It simply disappeared, like a wisp of smoke merging with the night.

A moment later, Light Feather Douluo's pupils contracted. Instinct made him twist aside.

Three pitch-black claw marks swept past his cheek. The force of the swipe tore his robe and opened a bloody gash.

Light Feather Douluo shifted half a step at the last possible instant. Behind him, three ancient trees thick enough for two people to encircle were silently sliced into sections. Their cuts were smooth as mirrors, and the trunks slowly slid apart.

"Hmph. No matter how fast you are, can you outrun light?!" Light Feather Douluo snorted. He drew his bow of light and ice to its limit, and his ninth Soul Ring blazed. "Ninth Soul Skill: Unbroken Aurora!"

One arrow flew, and heaven and earth changed color.

But the black-and-red bolt neither dodged nor veered away. The instant Xiao Tian met the arrow head-on, the dark red markings across its body erupted, forming layers of flowing dark flame. The arrow pierced the first, second, and third layers, then shattered against the fourth.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's innate skill: Evil God's Protection!

Light Feather Douluo's expression finally changed.

"Evil, wind, and lightning, balanced so perfectly..." Light Feather Douluo finally realized something was wrong. "You're no ordinary black tiger. You're a Dark Demon Evil God Tiger!"

Only now did the well-traveled Super Douluo grasp what he faced.

Without a moment's hesitation, he turned and fled!

"Xiao Tian, don't let him get away!" Gao Yang roared.

"ROAR!!!"

Xiao Tian had no intention of letting him go, whether Gao Yang ordered it or not!

Gao Yang's injuries had fully ignited the hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast's killing intent!

Xiao Tian lunged and easily caught up with Light Feather Douluo. Then an eerie glow gathered around its black, hooked tail.

The next instant, Light Feather Douluo and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger vanished together.

Gao Yang: ???

Huh?

Where did my enormous Xiao Tian go??