Chapter 2212: Chapter 2210: Bargaining_1 Chapter 2212: Chapter 2210: Bargaining_1 However, the Black Tigers at the Returning to the Void stage coordinated with even greater precision, striking imdiately whenever a companion fell.
With the space created by their fallen comrades, countless Black Tigers unleashed relentless attacks. Under the imnse impact, Dwight Cohen and Edgeless were covered in bloodstains.
anwhile, Ethan Smith utilized the “line word formula,” his movents quick to the extre.
Seizing every opportunity, his punches and kicks always resulted in a Black Tiger collapsing.
“Roar!”
A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the shadows.
Accompanying the roar was a tangible ripple spreading through the air.
“Divine Sense Attack, be careful! This Tiger King has an innate cultivation skill!”
Mariam Mitchell shrieked.
Before her words ended, a terrifying shock reverberated into Ethan Smith’s divine sense.
*In an instant, his Sea of Knowledge felt as if it had been struck by a giant hamr. The already battered Divine Sense Avatar dimd further.*
A mouthful of blood sprayed out! Within seconds, four or five Black Tigers pounced on Ethan Smith, with one of them even attempting to swallow his upper body whole.
*’Clang!’ The tiger’s teeth bit down as if on ironstone, shattering upon impact.*
Ethan Smith seized the Black Tiger and exerted a slight force with his arms, tearing the beast in half.
Dwight Cohen and Edgeless weren’t faring much better; both had suffered severe shock to their divine senses due to the ntal attack.
The Black Tigers had left deep, bone-exposing wounds on their bodies. anwhile, Mariam Mitchell, who had absorbed most of the ntal energy impact to protect the group, had fainted and collapsed to the ground.
“Attack! Don’t give it a chance to launch another Divine Sense Attack!”
Dwight Cohen bellowed, his entire body launching into the depths of the forest like a cannonball. Edgeless followed swiftly behind him.
Ethan Smith stayed near Mariam Mitchell, preventing any remaining Black Tigers from attacking her.
“Do you think they can handle it?”
Ethan Smith frowned, glancing toward the depths of the forest.
“In terms of sheer strength, Dwight Cohen and Edgeless combined would certainly overpower the Tiger King. But the Black Tiger King has awakened its Bloodline Power, inheriting techniques from its lineage. Compared to humans’ cultivation skills, these techniques are far more terrifying. I can’t quite judge the Tiger King’s true strength!”
Ethan Smith nodded thoughtfully. This kind of bloodline awakening seed similar to a True Saint comprehending the Power of Rules.
*Just like Ethan himself—his comprehension of the Power of Destruction had enabled him to survive forces of tribulation that should have been impossible to endure.*
A horrifying shockwave reverberated once again from the forest depths, followed by a deafening tiger roar that left Ethan slightly disoriented.
“Ethan, go help them! I fear the two of them won’t hold out much longer.”
Mariam Mitchell’s face turned pale.
“Alright, make sure to look after yourself.”
Ethan Smith replied, furrowing his brow.
In a flash, his figure darted toward the source of the disturbance.
Before him appeared a massive tiger with black and golden stripes, its imnse body spanning hundreds of ters and rendering Ethan’s figure almost invisible in comparison.
The beast’s blood-red maw opened wide, a spherical ripple gathering at its forefront.
Dwight Cohen and Edgeless braced themselves on the ground, their bodies battered and covered with scars; their previous battle had clearly wounded them deeply.
“Shut up!”
Ethan Smith leaped high, delivering a savage kick to the tiger’s nose.
The imnse force disfigured the Black Tiger’s nose entirely, sending the several-hundred-ter behemoth flying.
The beast’s massive body smashed through countless ancient trees, leaving destruction in its wake.
“Holy crap, that’s just insane!” Dwight Cohen exclaid, wide-eyed and speechless.
Springing back onto its feet, the Black Tiger King launched itself at Ethan Smith like a mountain collapsing, its overwhelming montum causing Ethan’s hair to whip furiously backward.
“Co on, show what you’re made of!”
Ethan Smith extended a hand, eting the tiger’s earth-shaking pounce head-on.
Its mountain-sized paw collided with Ethan Smith’s palm, triggering an imnse force that sank the earth around them by several ters.
With a cold and fierce expression, Ethan gripped the Tiger’s paw tightly.
The giant beast’s body began to spin in his grasp before being hurled away with imnse force.
Then, in a flash, Ethan stomped explosively on the ground, propelling himself like lightning to the Black Tiger King’s head.
He raised his foot to crush the Tiger King’s skull.
“Spare , Great King! I’m willing to be your servant, just don’t kill !”
The tiger transford into a middle-aged man, dropping to its knees in supplication.
“Seriously, this works?”
Ethan Smith was dumbfounded, encountering such a situation for the first ti.
“I’ve cultivated for over a thousand years, only recently gaining sentience. Please, Great King, spare my life. I’ll do anything you ask!”
The man knelt and kowtowed repeatedly.
“What I want is your inner core. I don’t need servants right now.”
Ethan Smith shook his head firmly.
*Who knew what this Tiger King was plotting? He could launch a ntal attack at any mont, and Ethan’s current condition left no room for risks.*
“I have three inner cores in my den. One was from my mother, one belonged to a human cultivator, and the last was obtained by killing a Leopard intruder in my territory! You can have them all!”
The man continued kneeling and kowtowing.
“You swear that’s true?”
Ethan Smith frowned skeptically.
“Absolutely true, Great King, I wouldn’t dare deceive you.”
The Black Tiger repeatedly swore.
Breaking into a grin, Ethan said, “Alright, then. Three golden cores in exchange for your life. Be warned, if you dare trick , I’ll wring your neck clean off!”
“You guys handle the tiger pelts while I tag along with this Tiger King for a bit.”
Ethan said to Dwight Cohen.
“Brother, be extra cautious. These Demonic Beasts are crafty and treacherous—who knows if it’s setting a trap? Still, with your strength, it’s unlikely you’ll fall for it!”
Dwight Cohen reminded him.
“Got it. If things go south, I’ll kill it right away.”
Ethan Smith nodded toward the Tiger King’s shadow.
*The allure of three golden cores was enticing—it could accomplish nearly a third of Ethan’s missions in one go.*
Man and tiger approached a lair, surrounded by clear water and green lotuses—a stark contrast to the swamp’s usual stench.
“You certainly know how to live well!”
Ethan Smith remarked to the Tiger King.
“Oh, no, no, just trying to get by!”
The man chuckled nervously, waving his hands while wagging his hips like a tail.
Deeper within the lair, a few calf-sized baby tigers shuffled toward him, rubbing against his body.
“Hahaha, scraping with your tongues, huh?”
The man transford back into his tiger form, extending his tongue to lick the baby tigers playfully.
The little tigers giggled gleefully, their playful antics in full swing.
“Ahem, Tiger Brother, aren’t you forgetting sothing important?”
Ethan Smith cleared his throat.
“Great King, here are the three inner cores, pardon .”
The Black Tiger carefully carried three fist-sized golden cores in its mouth, placing them in Ethan’s hands.
It looked at Ethan pitifully: “We agreed you wouldn’t kill .”
“Don’t worry, haha!”
Ethan burst out laughing—the Tiger King’s behavior was surprisingly doglike.
*He suddenly realized that once Demonic Beasts gained sentience, they weren’t much different from humans.*
*This bargaining tactic was truly unexpected.*
Swish!
A cold gleam streaked through the air, slicing off the Black Tiger King’s massive head.
Another blade flew forth, instantly cutting the five baby tigers into pieces.
“Who’s there!”
Ethan Smith’s expression shifted drastically in an instant.
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