423: Dark Moon Three Encounters

The Nether Tiger Domain, even among the eighteen hundred Dao Domains of the Yao Race, ranks among the top Dao Domains, its prestige deterring all directions and striking fear into countless living beings.

This Dao Domain is ruled by the Nether White Tiger Clan.

This clan is said to be the Bloodline descendants of the Sacred Beast White Tiger and the Nine Nether Tiger, possessing noble Bloodline and immense power.

The Nine Nether Tiger's Bloodline is already extraordinary, ranking among the top ten among tiger living beings.

The Sacred Beast White Tiger is one of the three most powerful tiger clans, alongside the Undead Nether Tiger and the Chaos Holy Light Tiger, known as the Three Venerables of the tiger clans, the source of all tiger Bloodlines in the world, symbolizing supreme majesty and power.

Therefore, even after countless years, and with the two Bloodlines having thinned considerably, the Nether White Tiger Clan remains incredibly powerful.

Although there are no Immortal Monarchs presiding over the clan, there are more than five Immortal Overlords, each a formidable existence that shakes an entire region.

In the Demon God Hall, the Nether White Tiger Clan holds an important position, and few Yao Race dare to provoke them easily.

At this moment, within a Secret Realm in the Nether Tiger Domain.

Inside the Secret Realm, the heavens and earth are dim, and Evil Qi permeates, as if even the air has become viscous and heavy.

A ten-thousand-zhang black tiger stands between heaven and earth, its body covered in dark scales that shimmer with a cold, eerie light, as if capable of devouring all light; its eyes are like two blood-red, violent moons, and wherever its gaze falls, all things tremble.

"Roar—!"

The black tiger roared to the sky, its voice shaking the nine heavens, and terrifying sound waves swept in all directions, causing the mountains to crack and rivers to reverse flow within the Secret Realm.

Its sharp claws were like heavenly blades; each swing could tear the Void Realm, bringing forth endless bloody carnage.

"Flee! Quickly flee! What kind of tiger clan is this, why does it make my limbs weak and my Bloodline tremble with fear!"

A ten-thousand-zhang long snake turned pale, trembling all over, frantically fleeing into the distance; his voice was filled with despair and fear, as if he had seen death descend.

However, before his words could finish, the black tiger's giant claw descended from the sky, pressing down like a mountain.

The long snake didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was crushed into a pulp by a single claw, blood splattering and staining the earth.

"Hahaha! Weak! Too weak!"

Dark Moon laughed incessantly, his voice filled with disdain and mockery.

His gaze swept over the Geniuses of various clans in the Secret Realm, as if looking at a group of ants, his crimson eyes full of bloodlust and cruelty.

"You so-called 'Geniuses' are nothing more than this? I truly don't know where you get the confidence to provoke me?"

Dark Moon let out a low growl, and his figure suddenly moved, like a black lightning bolt, instantly rushing into the midst of the demons.

His sharp claws brandished, bringing forth streaks of blood-red light; wherever he passed, corpses lay strewn across the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.

"Evil beast, do not be arrogant! Today, this king shall suppress and kill you here!"

A demonic young man roared, revealing his true form, a hundred-thousand-zhang-long Abyssal Demonic Dragon covered in demonic scales, soaring into the sky, its Dragon might vast, attempting to contend with Dark Moon.

However, the black tiger merely sneered, opened its huge mouth, and a stream of dark Netherfire spewed out, instantly engulfing the Abyssal Demonic Dragon.

The Abyssal Demonic Dragon let out a tragic scream, its body rapidly dissolving in the Netherfire, eventually turning into ashes.

"Unable to withstand a single blow!"

Dark Moon licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of contempt.

His figure moved freely through the Secret Realm; with each strike, a Yao Race Genius fell.

The Yao Race Geniuses in the Secret Realm, under this pursuit, had long been scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, frantically fleeing, and finally simply crushed their tokens to teleport out of the Secret Realm.

"Hahaha! Bold! Worthy of being a Prodigy of our clan!"

Outside, Ming Ye watched this scene and couldn't help but laugh, causing the stars of the surrounding heavens to fluctuate, as if they were about to fall.

And in the distance, a group of Yao Race powerhouses quietly watched this scene, their faces filled with fear; who would have thought that Dark Moon, who was currently wreaking havoc in the Secret Realm, belonged to that clan.

As for the Geniuses of various clans slaughtered in the Secret Realm, they showed no fluctuation (fluctuation), as if all of this was only natural.

Not to mention Dark Moon's background, even without Dark Moon, even if there were heavy casualties in this Secret Realm, they would not care.

For the Yao Race, the Law of the jungle is simply the Law of Heaven and Earth.

And Dark Moon's appearance, although it disrupted their arrangements, the essence was the same; it was just that the protagonist did not come from their own clan, that was all.

They also foresaw that a supreme powerhouse would be born in the future Yao Race, not only because of Dark Moon's talent, but also because he was a Prodigy of the Undead Nether Tiger Clan.

Inside the Secret Realm, Dark Moon's slaughter continued, his figure like the arrival of the god of death, dyeing this heaven and earth crimson.

Just as Dark Moon was wreaking havoc in the Secret Realm, in the Azure Flame Dao Domain of the Yao Race, a man and a woman were desperately fleeing.

The man, Yun Qian, was clad in a cloud robe, his brows like swords, his aura sharp; the woman, Luan Ruxue, wore a snow-white feathered cloak, her face exquisitely beautiful, her eyes carrying a hint of coolness and stubbornness.

Their figures were like lightning, traversing the mountains and rivers of the Azure Flame Dao Domain with astonishing speed.

Behind them, a group of bird-type Yao Race, their bodies ablaze with flames, pursued relentlessly.

These Yao Race were shaped like sparrows, their wings burning with fierce Azure Flames; each flap could create a sea of fire, incinerating the forests along the way.

Leading them was a young man in a crimson robe, his face sinister, his eyes filled with rage and greed.

These bird-type Yao Race were the Azure Flame Profound Sparrows, the overlords of the Azure Flame Dao Domain, and the red-robed man was the Young Lord of the Azure Flame Profound Sparrow Clan—Cang Yunqiong.

When the three of them went to the Demon Clan Territory, Dark Moon was sent to the Nether Tiger Domain by Xu Qing; while the two of them were sent to the Azure Flame Dao Domain.

Upon arriving here, the two of them sensed an Opportunity; originally, they were following the Opportunity, but on the way, they encountered Cang Yunqiong, the Young Lord of the Azure Flame Profound Sparrow Clan.

Cang Yunqiong recognized Luan Ruxue's Azure Luan Bloodline, and coupled with her beauty, he wanted to forcefully marry her; Yun Qian, of course, was unwilling and immediately attacked, seriously injuring him.

This offended Cang Yunqiong; as the Young Lord of the Azure Flame Dao Domain, he considered himself the strongest Prodigy in the Dao Domain, but Yun Qian's appearance filled his heart with resentment and jealousy.

Unable to swallow this insult, he brought his Dao Protector and a group of followers to pursue them, which led to the scene just now.

"Luan Ruxue! You can't escape! Be my Dao Companion obediently, and this Young Lord can spare your life!"

Cang Yunqiong's voice was as hot as a raging fire, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.

His gaze was fixed on Luan Ruxue, as if he wanted to engrave her figure into his bones.

Yun Qian snorted coldly, and without looking back, he waved his hand, and a Dragon claw tore through the Void Realm, heading straight for Cang Yunqiong's face.

Cang Yunqiong's expression changed, but he wasn't flustered, because a powerhouse by his side had already made a move to block the attack for him.

"Cang Yunqiong, a good-for-nothing like you, dares to covet Ruxue?"

Yun Qian's voice was as cold as frost, carrying undisguised mockery.

Cang Yunqiong touched the blood on his face, his eyes burning with even greater fury, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Damn Demonic Dragon! You seek death! If I don't tear you to shreds today, I, Cang Yunqiong, swear not to be a demon!"

He suddenly waved his hand, and the powerhouses of the Azure Flame Profound Sparrow Clan behind him immediately accelerated, their flames soaring to the sky, as if they wanted to incinerate the entire heaven and earth.

Luan Ruxue frowned slightly and whispered, "Yun Qian, ahead is the Ancient Forest Forbidden Zone, and the Opportunity we sensed is there!"

Yun Qian nodded, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes: "Go! Even if the Forbidden Zone is dangerous, it's better than falling into Cang Yunqiong's hands!"

Their figures flashed, and they directly rushed into the eerie and ancient forest ahead.