At the bottom of the valley, Yan Shaozhe stood in white robes, his figure straight as a pine. He tilted his head slightly upward, his knife-sharp eyes narrowing into two dangerous slits.
A pure, searing aura of light radiated from him, standing in stark opposition to the evil clouds overhead.
"I wondered who it was. So it's you, the scorpion tiger lucky enough to escape death." Yan Shaozhe's clear voice carried icy mockery. "Zhang Peng, after clinging to your miserable life for so many years, you suddenly pop up before me today. Have you grown tired of living and come expressly to ask me to send you to the next world?"
"Yan Shaozhe, spare me your shameless boasting!" The voice within the dark clouds thundered with fury, and the enormous tiger head seemed to come alive, unleashing a sky-shaking roar.
The churning black clouds abruptly drew inward, condensing into the figure of a tall, gaunt old man with a sinister face. He wore black robes, and a nauseatingly malevolent aura coiled around him. Behind him, an enormous martial soul apparition suddenly manifested!
It was a gigantic tiger, ink-black from head to toe, its massive frame and muscular contours brimming with explosive strength. Its fangs protruded, and it looked ferocious beyond measure.
Yet its most striking feature was the appendage behind it, which was no tiger's tail, but a hideously menacing scorpion tail! Its hooked tip arched high, gleaming with a deep, deadly blue-violet light that made it look perilous in the extreme.
This was the supreme evil martial soul, the Scorpion Tiger! Combining a tiger's might with a scorpion's cunning, it was savage, domineering, and eerily unpredictable!
"Hmph! Enough talk. If you want a fight, then fight!"
Compared with Yan Shaozhe, Xian Lin'er's fiery temper could be ignited with a