Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276: 154. A Land of Certain Death, Open a Path! (8.1K Words - Major Chapter Seeking Subscription)

The aura of the Sea of Suffering surged from the other side of the space, with strands of gray wind billowing outward.

Yet, the gray sun-like ball composed of the entire Changwang Tiger Race, all the Chang Ghosts, the Demon Monk novices, and various accidents still quietly rotated in midair.

A fragile balance was reached among the three, clearly the most intense and brutal battle to the end, yet it strangely presented a kind of eerie tranquility.

The Demon Monk was frantically absorbing the many Purple Mansion Cultivators who had already fallen from their realm, in hopes of gaining the upper hand in the struggle with the Tiger Emperor, thereby completely taking over these nine Evil Treasures.

However, not to mention the Insect King, and the Seven-tailed Demonic Fox, even Infant Crying Master and Ancient Tooth are not ones to be easily dealt with.

Both sides were engaged in a frenzy of competition, yet their gaze was fixated on the man alone who had broken through the encirclement and was now lifting his hand to press on the Evil Treasure.

If looks could kill, Song Yan would have been slain by the Seven-tailed Demonic Fox countless times over.

Earlier, when the Demon Monk’s seal broke a bit, it was briefly almost able to escape, but was blocked by that young man.

If it could get out of the Soul Threshold, it would abandon everything to kill this young man, then extract the soul and torment it for a hundred years.

At this moment, while resisting the Demon Monk’s digestion, it coldly mocked, "Kid, stop dreaming. You’re not a Treasure Hunter, let alone the fact that this Evil Treasure still has the Tiger Emperor’s thoughts, forcibly refining it is just seeking your own death, not a way to escape to safety. Otherwise, how could it be your turn?"

Even with all the hatred in its heart for this man, the Seven-tailed Demonic Fox displayed a benevolent smile and said, "Your banner manipulation skills are indeed impressive, why don’t we cooperate once more, and I can forgive your past actions. Return to the Demon Country, and there will be hefty rewards, even your affiliated nation will receive preferential resources, how’s that?"

Just as the words fell, its pair of fox eyes suddenly narrowed tightly.

For it saw the man suddenly surge with a multitude of brilliant shadows.

The pitch-black tiger patterns awakened the fear imprinted deep within its memory.

All demons turned pale suddenly, including the Demon Monk.

Because everyone had recognized that the man refining the Evil Treasure actually possessed pure Changwang Tiger Blood!!

Expressions instantaneously surfaced on everyone’s faces and eyes.

The most common was disbelief.

"Song..."

"Yan!!!"

Infant Crying Master almost in an instant gritted his teeth and shouted these two words, then frantically crashed towards the edge of the Demon Monk’s giant face, sticking to that transparent faceplate, viciously shouting, "Song Yan! You are Song Yan! Junior! Crimson Palace junior, how dare you!! Anyone here can crush you to death with a flick of their fingers! How dare you make a fool of everyone!?"

Ancient Tooth’s expression suddenly turned ferocious, just about to speak, but was glared back by the Seven-tailed Ancestor’s eye beside him.

The Corpse-Eating Wolf Race had a brash "attitude," and once they spoke, they were bound to offend people.

The Corpse-Eating Wolf Race knew this themselves.

They were used to behaving imperiously in their own territory, who cared about offending people? The anger of others became the perfect spice for their amusement.

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