90: Chapter 90 This physical body...it's absolutely outrageous!

On Wu Li's side, he had given Zhang Huaiyuan three days, but he himself hadn't been idle.

After returning to Taiyue Mountain, he crouched on the bluestone in the Limestone Cave, his blood-red pupils fixed on his own reflection in the pool as he calculated rapidly in his mind.

To deal with Lord Tunming, relying solely on a Formation wasn't enough; he also needed an item of extreme Yang.

He wasn't sure what Zhang Huaiyuan could buy, but here on Taiyue Mountain, there was a ready-made treasure.

It was that Tiger Biao.

Tiger blood is pure Yang, tiger bone is pure Yang, tiger skin is pure Yang.

It was a natural Sharp Weapon for countering ghosts.

If he could make talismans with the tiger skin, draw talismans with the tiger blood, and channel the essence of the sun downward, if that strike could land on Lord Tunming, it would definitely make that old ghost feel the ecstasy.

Furthermore, that Tiger Biao had cultivation; as a Tier 2 Demonic Beast, its vitality was more than ten times stronger than an ordinary tiger Yao Beast. Every inch of its skin, blood, and bone was a natural Material for countering ghosts.

And if this were based on the premise that the target was alive, it would be enhanced even further; taking blood from a living tiger meant the Yang power in the tiger blood would be at its most potent.

Wu Li spread his wings and flew out of the Limestone Cave, passing through the Stone Forest as he flew toward the eastern foothills of Taiyue Mountain.

The night wind whistled past his ears, and his figure transformed into a streak of blood-colored light under the moonlight, fast as lightning.

Before long.

That familiar valley appeared in his field of vision.

The entrance was narrow, with towering stone walls on both sides, like a natural barrier. Wu Li folded his wings and landed on a withered tree at the valley entrance, his blood-red pupils sweeping across the depths of the valley.

The dark red blood aura was still there, as thick as before, carrying an air of brutality and bloodlust.

Tiger Biao was still there.

The corners of Wu Li's mouth turned up slightly as he spread his wings and glided silently into the valley.

The moonlight shone on the craggy, stone-strewn ground, casting hideous shadows.

In the center of the valley, on that smooth, shiny bluestone, Tiger Biao was lying down asleep. Its short, steel-needle-like fur shimmered with a dull metallic luster under the moonlight, its breathing heavy and long, its snoring like thunder.

Wu Li landed behind a huge rock several yards away from Tiger Biao, his blood-red pupils fixed on the behemoth, his eyes full of calculation.

As Wu Li crouched behind the huge rock, calculating from which angle to strike, the nose of the soundly sleeping Tiger Biao twitched instantly.

Its nostrils flared as it sniffed the scent in the air, and then it suddenly opened its eyes.

Those eyes were still a murky white, devoid of pupils, as empty as two pools of impenetrable thick fog. But at this moment, round pupils faintly emerged from deep within those murky white eyes, as if something was struggling to crawl out from within the fog.

The round pupils flickered in and out of existence. Every time they appeared, Tiger Biao's body would tremble, its short, steel-needle-like fur standing on end. Its breathing shifted from steady to rapid, and a low whimpering sound escaped its throat, as if it were enduring some immense pain.

Wu Li's pupils contracted slightly.

"It opened?"

"Hmm?"

"This aura isn't right."

Wu Li did not move; he crouched behind the huge rock, motionless, observing its every move.

Tiger Biao's struggle grew increasingly violent, its four claws gouging deep furrows into the bluestone, sending stone fragments flying.

It jerked its head up and then slammed it heavily back onto the bluestone with a dull thud. Within those murky white eyes, the two round pupils became clearer and more solid, as if someone had lit two lamps within that thick fog.

"Roar..."

Tiger Biao let out a low roar—not one of anger, nor a warning, but one of pain suppressed to the extreme.

It was struggling—not against an external enemy, but against itself.

Those murky white eyes trembled violently, the round pupils gathering and dispersing, like two stars ready to extinguish at any moment.

Wu Li's blood-red pupils narrowed slightly.

Just then, Tiger Biao suddenly rose, its four claws pushing off the ground. Its massive body sprang up like a small hill, roaring in the direction where Wu Li was located.

Its blood-red maw opened, fangs bared, and saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth onto the ground.

In those murky white eyes, the round pupils that had just condensed had completely disappeared, leaving only deeper madness.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, Tiger Biao pounced.

Its massive body blocked the moonlight, its short, steel-needle-like fur rustling in the night wind, its four claws like hooks, bringing with it a gust of foul wind. Wu Li did not retreat.

He waved his wings, and two terrifying gusts of wind shot out from the tips, carrying Tier 2 Late Stage Demon Power, like two invisible giant blades, crashing fiercely into Tiger Biao.

"Bang! Bang!"

Tiger Biao's body was struck by the gusts, rolling backward twice and plowing two deep furrows into the ground, sending stone fragments flying and dust billowing.

But it was not injured, nor did it even pause. After landing, it instantly steadied itself, crouching on all fours with its muscles bulging, its short, steel-needle-like fur standing on end, like an arrow ready to be released.

Wu Li's blood-red pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't help but swallow.

Tier 2 Late Stage, its Physical Body is this formidable.

His full-force blow just now, striking Tiger Biao, only made it roll over.

This is a tiger Yao Beast; the strength of its Physical Body far exceeds that of ordinary Yao Beasts.

A trace of envy flashed in Wu Li's eyes.

He even couldn't help but think that if he hadn't been reincarnated as a crow, but as a tiger Yao Beast, he wondered how powerful he would be now. With his intelligence, combined with the Physical Body of a tiger Yao Beast, who would he fear within the same tier?

Unlike now, where if he didn't use his Bloodline Divine Ability or the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra, his Tier 2 Late Stage cultivation wouldn't be a match for this Tiger Biao at all.

"Roar!!!"

Tiger Biao didn't give him time for such reflections.

It pushed off with all four limbs, and its massive body pounced again, its speed astonishing, whipping up a gale and sending sand and stones flying.

Wu Li spread his wings, his figure drifting backward like an arrow, landing on a huge rock several yards away. His blood-red pupils fixed on Tiger Biao, his eyes full of seriousness.

A head-on collision would consume too much, which wasn't suitable, but for winning by wit, he had plenty of methods.

"You should first..."

"Behave yourself!"

A cold light flashed in Wu Li's blood-red pupils, his Demon Power surged within him, and the Blood Seal Curse formed instantly.

Then, Wu Li waved his wings, and the rune shattered.

A ripple of blood-colored light spread out from his body, fast as lightning, and submerged into Tiger Biao's body.

Tiger Biao's body stiffened suddenly, the Qi and blood within it beginning to riot, as if something had exploded in its blood vessels. But its figure only paused slightly before returning to normal.

Its formidable Physical Body made its blood vessels as tough as iron; a riot of Qi and blood was fatal to ordinary Yao Beasts, but for Tiger Biao, it was nothing more than an itch.

It didn't even need to circulate its Demon Power to suppress it; it just shook its body, and a layer of white steam rose from its skin, as if it had just taken a hot bath.

Wu Li's eyelid twitched, and he couldn't help but feel envious again.

"This Physical Body... it's seriously ridiculous."

He didn't stop.

Wu Li beat his wings, not mobilizing too much Demon Power, as his goal was still to capture this Tiger Biao alive. Simple Colorless Profound Light surged from within his body, spreading in all directions like a tide, instantly enveloping Tiger Biao.