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"Old Mo, hold the line here. I'm going to help."

"Brother Qin, be careful. We'll handle things here."

Qin Yi turned and dashed towards the armored warrior leader.

"Leave this Demon Tiger King to me. Go and command your subordinates," Qin Yi shouted.

The armored warrior leader and the Demon Tiger King parted on contact, and he said in a deep voice, "Why are you helping us?"

"Is this really the time to ask? If you want to know the answer, then let me repeat, I'm not your enemy but your friend. Go now, leave this to me."

The leader hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you!"

With those words, he dashed towards his armored warriors.

The Demon Tiger King let out a roar and was about to give chase.

Qin Yi's figure flickered, blocking its path, and he smiled, "Big brain tiger, your opponent is I."

Roar!

The Demon Tiger King paid no regard to the tiny Qin Yi, opened its mouth and roared, a sonic wave swept forth, kicking up yellow sand like an earth dragon charging at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi gave a dismissive laugh, raised his hand, and a terrifying storm raged, lifting the sand to form an earth dragon to counter.

Boom!

The two equally wild earth dragons collided and exploded, sand waves billowing and expanding, like rolling clouds spreading all around.

Qin Yi shook his wrists, full of fighting spirit. After his breakthrough, he needed a worthy opponent to solidify his foundation, and the Demon Tiger King before him was his whetstone.

"Come on, as the king of beasts, show your strength, or today you might not make it back alive."

Qin Yi was engulfed in purple light, as if clad in a purple battle armor, dazzling and brilliant. His fists turned purple-gold, and as he stepped on the sand it burst open, moving like a flood dragon, pouncing toward the Demon Tiger King.

He struck two punches from a distance, the force like rolling thunder.

Two fist marks shot out from his fists, expanding with the wind, transforming into massive purple fist prints, carrying tremendous power to strike the Demon Tiger King.

Roar!

The Demon Tiger King let out an earth-shattering roar, demonic qi swirling on its massive paws, and swatted at the fist prints.

Boom boom...!

The two massive purple fist prints were shattered by a single swipe of the Demon Tiger King.

"Impressive!" Qin Yi charged forward while giving a thumbs-up to the Demon Tiger King.

The power of the Divine Separation Stage was indeed on a different level from the Nascent Soul Stage.

Qin Yi's fist lit up with a brilliant purple light, the purple light gathered, forming the size of a basketball, enveloping his entire fist, and he charged at the Demon Tiger King.

Surrounding the Demon Tiger King, its massive paws with black demonic qi swiped directly at Qin Yi.

Boom!

Qin Yi's fist collided head-on with the Demon Tiger King's paw, a rolling storm erupted vigorously.

In the air, Qin Yi somersaulted back, landing tens of meters away from the Demon Tiger King.

The Demon Tiger King roared, its massive body flipped over, rolled several times on the ground, and stood up, letting out a deafening roar toward Qin Yi.

"Interesting!" Qin Yi shook his wrists.

This Demon Tiger King's strength was astonishing, truly a fine whetstone.

Bang!

The ground burst, yellow sand flew, and Qin Yi once again turned into a stream of light, charging at the Demon Tiger King.

The Demon Tiger King used its old tactic, swiping at Qin Yi with a giant paw.

However, this time, sharp claws suddenly extended from the paw pads, akin to a scythe, with a cold, gleaming edge, sharper and more terrifying.

Boom!

Qin Yi's fist—No, he was too small, barely the size of the Demon Tiger King's claws, more like his entire being was colliding head-on with the claws.

Qin Yi flipped backward and landed, his feet skidding across the sand, carving two sacred furrows.

The Demon Tiger King roared, once again being flipped by Qin Yi's punch, rolling several times on the ground.

"Again."

Qin Yi flexed, bursting with fighting spirit, the ground beneath his feet shattered as he charged at the Demon Tiger King once more.

Boom!

It was a full-on collision, Qin Yi was once again flung back, the Demon Tiger King flipped over.

Boom boom...!

Like a foolhardy fool, Qin Yi charged at the Demon Tiger King time and again, repeatedly being thrown back.

On the side, Bai Jingqing launched a sword strike from afar, sword qi shot forth, splitting a giant wolf's head. She turned to look at Qin Yi, "What is he doing?"

Mo Wuji glanced over with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, Brother Qin is using the Demon Tiger King as a whetstone."

"What do you mean?"

"Brother Qin must have had a fortuitous encounter during his three-day coma, I sense an increase in his cultivation. He might be stabilizing his foundation with the Demon Tiger King."

Bai Jingqing paused, "Does stabilizing one's foundation require such a masochistic approach? He must be mad."

"Brother Qin once said that combat is the true path of cultivation. This way, the foundation becomes more solid and stable. I think Brother Qin's current cultivation must have been forged in blood and danger."

Bai Jingqing casually sliced a two-meter-long weasel with a backhanded sword, "Have you considered that he's just belligerent, hence spouting such nonsense?"

"Junior Sister Bai, it's not nonsense, cultivation techniques are killing arts, meant to be honed amid blood and storm. Brother Qin is a person with grand ambitions, his words can't be wrong."

"I think you're blindly worshiping."

Mo Wuji chuckled, his sword whistling past, severing a giant python into dozens of pieces. He smiled, "He's worthy of it."

Bai Jingqing twitched a few times at the corner of her mouth, said no more, and focused on slaying the demon beasts ahead.

"Everyone listen up, advance."

The armored warrior leader shouted sternly.

The scene was piled with corpses like mountains, scattered bodies, and viscous green blood that even the yellow sand couldn't absorb, flowing in rivers on the ground.

The bodies of these demon beasts are too large, each like a small mountain, constricting movement, so progress was necessary.

On another front, Qin Yi was locked in a joyful clash with the Demon Tiger King.

Qin Yi was repeatedly flung away.

The Demon Tiger King was repeatedly flipped over.

Boom!

Once again, Qin Yi collided with the Demon Tiger King's massive claws, and was knocked back.

He stretched his muscles; his entire body's bones cracked like beans in a pot.

Qin Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air, laughed, "Comfortable."

Now he felt his entire body was clear, with an indescribable sense of pleasure.

"Brother Tiger, thank you! Even though you helped stabilize my foundation, we belong to different sides, so I must kill you. After all, capture the king to capture the thief first."

"Awoo~"

Just as Qin Yi's words fell, the little creature he placed afar suddenly let out a series of fierce spurts and charged towards the Demon Tiger King.

The little one's speed was swift as a bolt of white lightning, reaching under the Demon Tiger King's feet in the blink of an eye, looked up, and let out a few howls at it.