Wu dong Qian Kun: I, Lin Langtian, Refuse to be a Supporting Character

Chapter 373: The Fall of Fierce Tiger Mountain

"Hand over everything in your treasure vault, or die," Lin Langtian stated coldly and decisively, his intent clear.

Hearing Lin Langtian's words, the two figures standing behind the Fierce Tiger King scowled, casting wary glances at their leader, who stood unmoved at the front.

"So, you're the reinforcement that brat called for? You're not even at the Life Profound Realm and think you can push me around?" The Fierce Tiger King's red eyes gleamed with malice as he sneered.

"Hmph, this is my elder brother," Jin Wu announced confidently. "Today, Fierce Tiger King, you're going to be nothing more than a dead tiger."

"Brother?" Fierce Tiger King's face darkened at this. Jin Wu had already been an enigma, but now he brought along a brother—this newcomer could be a hidden trump card. Yet, recalling his own hidden strengths, the Fierce Tiger King quickly suppressed his unease and sneered with malice.

"Your bragging is amusing. Come back after you've faced my forces if you still have the courage. Let's see if you can leave without getting utterly humiliated," he growled, raising his arm in command.

Instantly, the trees across the mountainside began to shake, and enormous, black, and intimidating Black Panther Beasts emerged from the shadows, emitting a terrifying aura. The horde of beasts was so numerous that it covered the mountainside, presenting a truly terrifying sight.

"Roar!"

The moment the Black Panther Beasts appeared, they let out a synchronized roar that echoed like thunder across the land.

Boom!

As the roars subsided, the Black Panther Beasts surged toward Lin Langtian and Jin Wu like a dark tide, surrounding them on all sides, leaving no path for escape. With three thousand Black Panther Beasts exuding a sky-piercing killing intent, even Jin Wu felt compelled to step back, his face tense with concern.

The fearsome and unyielding Black Panther Beast army surprised Lin Langtian, raising his brows slightly. Even if he could strike down each beast with a single blow, he'd still need to strike three thousand times.

"Ha! I thought you had some grand plan, but you're just here to embarrass yourselves!" The Fierce Tiger King mocked with a twisted grin, joined by the jeering laughter of his followers. Yet as they laughed, they were interrupted by the sudden presence of a colossal, menacing beast, appearing out of nowhere.

This was no ordinary creature but an enormous, demonic beast puppet, standing as an awe-inspiring titan that seemed to freeze the very air around it. The combined aura of primordial ferocity and dark energy exuded from it was enough to make even the Fierce Tiger King falter, his expression shifting to one of shock.

Seated atop the massive beast puppet was a shadowy figure—none other than Mo Ying.

All eyes fell upon the giant beast puppet, and the fierce Black Panther Beasts that had looked so menacing moments before were now visibly trembling, many of them instinctively taking steps back. In the hierarchy of the beast world, power determined rank, and this beast puppet exuded an aura that was utterly overwhelming to them.

"Leave no survivors," Lin Langtian ordered, his voice steely and calm.

Boom!

At Lin Langtian's command, Mo Ying nodded respectfully, directing the titanic beast puppet forward. As its immense legs moved, a sense of ancient strength emanated from each step, as if those limbs could bear the weight of the world.

The moment its foot descended, a thunderous rumble shook the earth, the ground beneath the Fierce Tiger Mountain quaking violently. Even the Fierce Tiger King's face twisted in apprehension at this display of raw power.

As the beast puppet advanced like a juggernaut, it plowed into the Black Panther Beast army, and its enormous frame crushed anything in its path. Any Black Panther Beast foolish enough to try to block its advance was instantly reduced to a pulpy mess underfoot, with blood splattering in all directions—a scene of utter carnage.

"Where did that thing come from?" The Fierce Tiger King muttered in horror, his eyes widening as he watched his army fall.

"Big Brother, you really do know how to bring out the heavy artillery," Jin Wu chuckled. The army of three thousand Black Panther Beasts had been a daunting challenge for him, yet under the onslaught of Mo Ying and the beast puppet, they were being slaughtered like helpless chickens.

Lin Langtian, pleased with the outcome, noted that as Mo Ying's powers grew, his control over the beast puppet would only improve, giving him another powerful weapon at his command.

Meanwhile, with a commanding roar, Mo Ying directed the beast puppet forward. Its twin hooves shook the ground with a mighty stomp, sending waves of demonic energy out in a suffocating surge. In sync, the demonic brand on Mo Ying's forehead began to glow, releasing a sinister aura.

As dark energy erupted from the brand, it merged with the demonic aura pouring from the beast puppet, creating a tidal wave of black energy that swept mercilessly toward the remaining Black Panther Beasts.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The demonic wave crashed down upon the Black Panther Beasts, spreading in all directions. In moments, the once-intimidating army crumbled under its force, their life drained in an instant, leaving only a lifeless expanse across the hillside.

The Fierce Tiger King and his followers, who had been boasting mere moments before, now stood in shocked silence, gazing in horror at the field strewn with dead Black Panther Beasts.

"Make your move; leave those two at the Nine-Yuan Nirvana stage to me!" Lin Langtian commanded, turning to Jin Wu.

"Understood!" Jin Wu responded, pausing for only a moment before unleashing a tremendous, vast power that rippled outward like a storm. The icy and murderous aura spread, blanketing the entire area in a chilling atmosphere.

"With my elder brother here, we'll crush this mountain today!" he declared. A black-gold light surged from his palms, smashing several unfortunate guards into the ground. His cold, black-gold eyes locked onto the two Nine-Yuan Nirvana subordinates of the Fierce Tiger King, whose faces were growing more tense by the second.

"Nowhere to run this time!" Jin Wu's smile was dark as he launched himself toward them, moving with eerie speed and landing an ice-cold, lethal blow. The two adversaries scrambled backward in panic; although they were at the same level, Jin Wu's power was a threat even to their master, the Fierce Tiger King.

Meanwhile, as Jin Wu took action, Lin Langtian flew up the mountainside, ordering Mo Ying to stay alert. The Crimson Bird bone wings unfurled behind him, carrying him like a streak of fire over the mountain. In one swift motion, he clad his arm in fiery armor and wielded the black staff with crushing power, striking down any creature or soldier that crossed his path.

The mountain wasn't only populated by Black Panther Beasts; there were guards of lower Nirvana levels scattered about, each one of them swiftly crushed by the powerful swings of the black staff, sending blood spraying in all directions.

As Lin Langtian struck down another hapless guard, his movements suddenly froze, sensing an oncoming threat. His other arm instantly donned the flaming armor, and he clenched his fist, turning to meet the approaching force with a powerful blow.

Boom!

Two fists collided in a surge of force, sending a shockwave rippling out, shattering the dry leaves beneath them into dust. As the shockwave subsided, Lin Langtian only took one step back, while his opponent staggered backward several steps, struggling to disperse the impact.

Lin Langtian lifted his gaze, meeting the fierce glare of a burly figure clad in a tiger-skin cloak with the glowing "King" symbol on his forehead—a commanding presence indeed. This was the master of Fierce Tiger Mountain, the Fierce Tiger King himself, at the Life Profound Realm.

This close-up encounter confirmed the Fierce Tiger King's fearsome stature as he moved with the might of a dragon and tiger.

"You wretched boy, you dare massacre my people? I'll take your head as a trophy!" Fierce Tiger King snarled, his blood boiling as he surveyed the field of corpses around him.

"If you had surrendered the treasures earlier, you could have avoided this. It's no one's fault but your own," Lin Langtian replied with a cold smile.

Though the Fierce Tiger King was at the Life Profound stage, their earlier clash had shown Lin Langtian that his strength was no match for the likes of Yuan Cang—especially Yuan Cang with his spirit mark activated.

"Enough talk! I'll rip you apart myself!" the Fierce Tiger King shouted, fury blazing in his eyes as he stomped the ground and charged at Lin Langtian, his body surging with energy.

Whoosh!

His powerful strike whistled close to Lin Langtian's face, but Lin Langtian's flaming-armored hand caught it mid-air.

"Is this the best you've got?" Lin Langtian sneered, his eyes hardening as he activated the power of his Black Flame Dominant Body. His fiery energy surged like a flood, strengthening his muscles and limbs. In one fluid motion, he twisted the Fierce Tiger King's arm, throwing him off balance, then delivered a kick straight to his chest.

Bang!

Under the shocked eyes of his followers, the Fierce Tiger King was sent flying several hundred meters, plowing through trees that shattered into splinters upon impact.

After battling opponents like Mu Ku and Yuan Cang, Lin Langtian found it almost amusing how glaringly different strengths could be among those at the same level. He couldn't help but wonder how the Fierce Tiger King had managed to reach this stage.

Roar!

The Fierce Tiger King staggered back to his feet, wiping blood from his mouth, his eyes blazing with red fury. In a rage, his body began to morph, transforming into a hundred-foot-long black tiger, fierce winds whipping up as he lunged at Lin Langtian with fangs bared.

Lin Langtian remained calm, his flaming armor gleaming as he firmly gripped his black staff and swung it down upon the advancing tiger.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The followers of Fierce Tiger Mountain watched in terror as their king, despite his transformation, was still overpowered, forced to retreat repeatedly by Lin Langtian's relentless attacks. Their eyes shifted to another battle on the mountain where Jin Wu was easily overwhelming the two Nine-Yuan Nirvana subordinates of the Fierce Tiger King, who struggled to stay alive.

Seeing the tide of battle turn, some of the mountain's inhabitants exchanged glances and quietly began to retreat. With their leader cornered and the Black Panther Beast army decimated, they knew Fierce Tiger Mountain would soon fall.

The mountain was in a state of complete upheaval. Explosions resounded throughout, shaking the peak as if it would collapse at any moment. The scent of blood filled the air, hanging like a crimson mist.

Meanwhile, two figures appeared atop a distant peak, watching the mountain with a dispassionate gaze.

"It seems Fierce Tiger Mountain has already fallen. That beast really is useless, couldn't hold out for even a little while," said one, an elder in the robes of the Myriad Beast Sect, his tone dripping with mockery as he watched the bloody scene.

The other elder stroked his beard thoughtfully. "There's supposed to be a Life-Spirit Profound Fruit hidden in Fierce Tiger Mountain, something that fool thought no one knew about. Since we're here, we might as well take it and bring it back to the Myriad Beast Sect," he said coolly.

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