Mìxuán iron was pitch-black throughout and extremely dense. The piece on Tang Yan's back weighed at least thirty thousand catties.
With the iron on his back, Tang Yan's body abruptly sank.
He took a step forward, leaving a deep footprint in the ground.
After that first step, Tang Yan began to quicken his pace.
"Roar!" A bellow rang out, followed by a fierce gust from the bushes to one side.
Spiritual power surged out of his body like a tide. The Wuxie Sword in his hand swung fiercely, slashing toward the scarlet figure.
Clang! A crisp sound rang out. Only then did Tang Yan see clearly that what stood before him was actually a fourth-tier spirit beast: a Lanlan Tiger.
Although the Lanlan Tiger was only fourth tier, it was incomparably ferocious and possessed boundless strength, enough to put up a fight against a fifth-tier spirit beast. Its sole shortcoming was its poor endurance: after half an hour of ferocity, it would collapse from exhaustion.
With the mìxuán iron on his back, Tang Yan's speed had dropped considerably. A Lanlan Tiger he should have finished off in a few moves instead fought him to a standstill.
A quarter of an hour later, seeing how well the scrawny little thing before it could withstand its attacks, the Lanlan Tiger could not help but think of retreating.
Tang Yan keenly caught that instant when its aura weakened. His strength surged, his terrifying explosive power revealed in an instant, and the Wuxie Sword swept through the Lanlan Tiger's forelimbs in a graceful arc.
In pain, the Lanlan Tiger immediately dropped to its forelegs.
Without slowing, Tang Yan swung the Wuxie Sword again.
Already at a disadvantage, the Lanlan Tiger could hold out no longer and soon died beneath Tang Yan's sword.
Tang Yan,