Subduing the Tiger

"Get out of the way! It's after you!"

Lin Xu gave a mental warning, Yan Jingshu instantly understood the Black Tiger Demon's entire plan through telepathic resonance.

--Pretend to attack Lin Xu, forcing the Ghost Bride to rescue him at all costs, and then seize the opportunity to ruthlessly kill him!

This black tiger demon was more cunning than anyone could imagine; it set up a series of traps the instant it was attacked!

Faced with a sudden life-or-death crisis, Yan Jingshu and composed. When she saw Lin Xu react and plummet towards the ground, a relieved smile appeared on her lips.

As time dragged on, Yan Jingshu, after receiving the warning, not only did not slow down at all, but continued to maintain her top speed, like a crimson javelin, fiercely attacking the Black Tiger King!

"Die!" The Black Tiger Demon swung his broadsword down, his eyes flashing with ferocious light, a savage smug look on his face, as if he could already see this damned ghost being torn apart by demonic power, its soul scattered and its spirit dispersed.

But in the next instant, its gaze sharpened. Facing the threat of death, the Ghost Bride showed no intention of dodging. She deflected the blood-red hairpin in her hand, avoiding the incoming steel blade, and continued to stab at the tiger demon, actually meeting the blade head-on with her fragile ghost body!

"Are you crazy?!" The tiger demon didn't have time to shout angrily, but instead tried desperately to avoid hitting his heart.

As the saying goes, the ruthless fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless.

The Ghost Bride's reckless attitude immediately stunned the tiger demon. Just as she hadn't expected that the ghost would use Lin Xu as bait to lure it in, the tiger demon hadn't expected that a mere ghost would be willing to die together with it to assassinate it!

The nine-ringed saber in his hand paused, and a fraction of his full strength instantly dissipated.

The next instant, the demonic blade struck down, its blade energy easily piercing through the protective magic and nearly splitting the Ghost Bride in two.

A sharp blade aura erupted, instantly tearing the paper figure's body apart, and the exploding blade aura shredded the crimson soul to pieces.

At the same instant, the blood-stained hairpin pierced through the protective demonic power, and the protective armor was as fragile as paper, instantly pierced with a large hole.

The demon's body, which was as tough as cast iron, was instantly torn apart by the blood-stained hairpin, leaving a fist-sized hole in its chest!

"Aww~"

The Black Tiger King plummeted from the sky with a mournful cry. The chill from its chest almost froze its blood, and a soul-tearing pain overwhelmed it, causing its vision to go black and making it almost unable to control the raging demonic power emanating from its body.

Like a fully inflated tire being punctured by a sharp needle, cracks burst open all over the Black Tiger Demon's body, spraying blood and turning into puffs of blood mist that fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Xu stood solemnly among the group of guardians, not having time to check on the Black Tiger Demon's condition. He nervously watched the sky as the storm gradually subsided, hoping to see that familiar figure.

Although the Dharma Protector died, as the Dharma Master, he could still retain a trace of his remnant soul, which would have a chance to be reborn in the future.

But to revive the guardian whose soul has been scattered, even achieving the Yang Spirit would be a stretch...

The fierce winds in the sky dissipated, leaving only a blank space, without leaving any trace.

Lin Xu's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling washed over him...

"No, the telepathy is still there, she's not dead!" He suddenly realized, and was overjoyed to see wisps of crimson light gathering in mid-air, coalescing into an illusory shadow.

The soul, which was originally as solid as a substance, is now as fragile as a illusory bubble about to burst, and will dissipate with the slightest touch.

"Master..." Yan Jingshu called out weakly.

"Don't speak, stabilize your soul first!" Before she could finish speaking, Lin Xu reached out and beckoned, Ghost Bride transformed into a beam of red light, instantly disappearing into Lin Xu's body.

Strands of magical power flowed like a gentle stream, tenderly nourishing her damaged soul and repairing her injuries little by little.

Seeing Yan Jingshu working hard to recover from her injuries, Lin Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief and refocused his attention on the battlefield.

At this moment, the demon soldiers and ghost soldiers who rushed up had already been suppressed by the Red-Robed Ghosts, and they were torn apart into flesh and blood and devoured by their remnants.

Just one or two minutes after the Black Tiger Demon fell, the last remaining leopard Captain was killed, his life force drained away and reduced to a dried corpse.

The battlefield calmed down, Red-Robed Ghosts spontaneously surrounded the black tiger demon who was struggling in pain.

Lin Xu soared into the air, carrying the Dharma Protector Evil Eye forward. Looking at the groaning tiger demon on the ground, he felt a sense of relief.

A fist-sized hole appeared in its chest, and blood gushed out from the wound. Even though it tried its best to use its magic to stop the blood from spraying out, the Ghost Bride's magic at the wound was like a bone-deep leech, slowly devouring its life force and growing stronger.

Although it avoided the heart at the most critical moment, the severely injured tiger demon could only barely survive and had lost the ability to fight again.

As Lin Xu thought of it, a fire snake soared into the air, streaking towards the black tiger demon like a streak of light.

"Wait, I surrender!" Sensing the murderous intent, the black tiger demon hurriedly begged for mercy, but the pain in its chest caused it to cough up blood.

Lin Xu's heart stirred, and the fire serpent stopped on the tiger demon's head, glaring menacingly as if about to pounce.

"Trap it!" he commanded.

"Whoosh~"

The surrounding Red-Robed Ghosts immediately unleashed streaks of red light, binding the black tiger demon in layers.

"Hmm~"

The tiger demon grunted, feeling its demonic power leaking out uncontrollably, and its body quickly weakened.

"Master, Master, spare me!" the black tiger demon struggled and begged frantically. "I, Hu Da, am a powerful fighter, Master! As long as you give me food, I'll do whatever you tell me to do, and I'll kill whoever you want me to kill!"

Lin Xu wasn't fooled by this seemingly honest fellow. The tiger demon's intelligence during the battle surprised him. If Yan Jingshu hadn't risked her life to save him, even if they had won, it would have been a Pyrrhic victory.

However, on the other hand, the existence of such a cunning and monstrous creature as the Black Tiger Demon in the Spirit Realm was quite astonishing to him.

Perhaps, this black tiger possesses some special qualities...

Lin Xu secretly plotted, his gaze as cold as ice as he shot at the tiger demon. "Recite your cultivation technique word for word."

The black tiger demon was taken aback at first, but then, seeing the serpentine fire snake approaching even closer, it instantly realized what was happening and quickly replied, "Yes, Master."

As he spoke, the Black Tiger Demon began to recite his cultivation technique word by word. After listening for a few sentences, Lin Xu's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding.

Unlike the Daoist cultivation methods he possessed, this black tiger demon actually inherited a secret technique from a military family.

The Tiger Sha Troop Refining Art seems to be a military cultivation method based on the characteristics of the White Tiger. It involves absorbing the Sha Qi of the White Tiger through battlefield combat, and the more battles and killings one engages in, the faster one's cultivation progresses.

After absorbing Sha Qi and transforming it into White Tiger Soldier Sha, cultivators can use the Soldier Aura to refine their Yin Souls and transform them into Yin Soldiers for combat.

It should be noted that although there are many kinds of ghosts, those who are good at fighting are the ghost soldiers and generals who are transformed from soldiers who died on the battlefield.

This technique also has profound aspects. As the practitioner's skill deepens, they can refine the Yin soldiers with the power of military spirits, gradually cultivating high-level Yin soldiers, and even cultivating unique special soldiers based on their own characteristics.

In conclusion, this technique has considerable potential.