The might of the Profound Transformation Realm, the Vine King slain! Treasure secured, the Dharma Body within reach!

The pitch-black blade traced a cold, shadowy arc through the air.

Yi Yang injected no True Qi. The chilling killing intent he had honed through two lifetimes, hacking his way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Three Trees Village, poured unreservedly into the blade along with the savage essence sealed deep within the Mysterious Abyss Saber.

The surrounding air plummeted in temperature.

"White Tiger Howls at the Moon."

Yi Yang's eyes flew wide as he slashed at the dark silhouette overhead, just about to escape through the opening.

The instant the blade fell, there was no dazzling Blade Astral Force, no ear-splitting whistle through the air.

Only a tangible, savage killing intent condensed into an enormous tiger before the blade.

Its roar shook the valley.

The giant tiger formed of pure killing intent manifested in midair, every hair bristling, its fangs gleaming coldly as it hurled itself with destructive force at the Dark-Winged Roc about to escape through the opening.

High above, the Dark-Winged Roc was desperately beating its wings to climb when every black feather on its body stood on end.

The sense of mortal danger left the feathered brute unable to spare even the two viable eggs sheltered beneath its belly. It hammered its wings downward, trying to climb another twenty feet and evade the attack.

But fast as it was, the phantom tiger was faster.

In barely half a breath, the giant tiger of killing intent caught it from below and swallowed its hundred-foot-wide body whole.

Black feathers rained from the sky amid a downpour of blood.

The blood-colored Dharma Body the Dark-Winged Roc had sustained around itself by burning its essence could not withstand even half a breath against the combined assault of the Mysterious Abyss Saber's innate savagery and Yi