The young man from the Dai Family saw that his team was at a disadvantage. If this continued, defeat was certain, and the core of the opposing team's tactics was the Nine Heart Begonia's constant healing.
He immediately steered the Hell White Tiger around Dugu Yan, fixing its gaze on Ye Lingling in the rear.
"Lingling, watch out!" Dugu Yan shouted sharply. At the same time, she flicked her left hand repeatedly, sending several purple poison fangs flying. They abruptly detonated in midair, turning into a thick cloud of dark purple poison mist that blocked the Hell White Tiger's path.
The poison mist churned and spread. Its toxicity was more than a notch above that of her earlier ordinary mist, and even the arena's surface was corroded into a mass of tiny pits.
Yet the Hell White Tiger did not stop.
The young man from the Dai Family gritted his teeth, his tiger eyes bloodshot, and forced the fused tiger phantom to plunge headfirst into the poison mist.
Jade-green poisonous vapor clung to the Hell White Tiger's phantom, hissing as it ate away at it. The white tiger visibly dimmed a little, but its charge barely slowed.
Dugu Yan had been waiting for the opponent to force his way through the poison mist. A Soul Ring on her Martial Soul flashed.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Netherworld Poison Forge!"
The poison mist, which had merely been clinging to the Hell White Tiger's surface and slowly corroding it, suddenly tightened. As though it had come alive, it instantly transformed from loose vapor into an almost solid net, wrapping layer after layer around the tiger phantom's limbs, torso, and neck.
The poisonous threads tightened further and further, carving distinct lines along the white tiger's outline. Every strand was frantically eating away at the Soul