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Chapter 658 - 268: Found You! (Seeking Subscription)_2

He remembered that when the Wind Tiger saw his Slaughter Sword Intent manifest the White Tiger Divine Intent, it lost its previous hostility.

Even when the Great Demon in the Demon Hall attacked him, the Wind Tiger instinctively intervened, similar to the Emperor Tiger's expression at this moment.

Chen Yi thought of the White Tiger God tip he had seen on the screen panel, vaguely understanding that it wasn't an embodiment of realm and cultivation, but a "position" of lofty status like the Marquis and Left Minister?

He paused to ponder.

Chen Yi shook his head slightly to dispel the thoughts in his mind. Now was not the time to dwell on these matters.

Then he dispelled the illusion of the "Deceiving Mask" from his mind, restored his original appearance, and flashed to the air above the Emperor Tiger, standing between it and the White Tiger Divine Intent.

The Emperor Tiger's mind was shaken, and its dazed eyes regained some clarity, reflecting Chen Yi's figure.

It scrutinized him carefully and had already recognized Chen Yi's identity.

The Emperor Tiger's gaze swept past its own demon energy in the sky and looked intently at the figure that frightened it, feeling that only that towering figure was left between heaven and earth.

In an instant, not only could it not control its demon energy, but even its body knelt down involuntarily.

For demon tigers with the Tiger Clan bloodline, the White Tiger God is their common ancestral bloodline.

Therefore, it was no longer the suppression of divine skills or divine will, but a fear of the White Tiger God left from the Emperor Tiger's bloodline heritage, a reverence for the ancestor.

Upon seeing such a scene, Chen Yi was also stunned for a moment.

It seemed he had encountered a similar scene before—when he faced the Wind Tiger in the Southern Barbarian Secret Realm's Demon Hall.

He remembered that when the Wind Tiger saw his Slaughter Sword Intent manifest the White Tiger Divine Intent, it lost its previous hostility.

Even when the Great Demon in the Demon Hall attacked him, the Wind Tiger instinctively intervened, similar to the Emperor Tiger's expression at this moment.

Chen Yi thought of the White Tiger God tip he had seen on the screen panel, vaguely understanding that it wasn't an embodiment of realm and cultivation, but a "position" of lofty status like the Marquis and Left Minister?

He paused to ponder.

Chen Yi shook his head slightly to dispel the thoughts in his mind. Now was not the time to dwell on these matters.

Then he dispelled the illusion of the "Deceiving Mask" from his mind, restored his original appearance, and flashed to the air above the Emperor Tiger, standing between it and the White Tiger Divine Intent.

The Emperor Tiger's mind was shaken, and its dazed eyes regained some clarity, reflecting Chen Yi's figure.

It scrutinized him carefully and had already recognized Chen Yi's identity.

"You, you are Chen Yi?"

"Why can a human like you obtain the 'White Tiger God's position?!"

Previously, the Emperor Tiger had heard of Chen Yi and was aware that his Sword Dao manifested the White Tiger Divine Intent after reaching the Divine Power Realm.

But at that time, it only thought that Chen Yi's Slaughter Sword Dao was somewhat special, possessing only the White Tiger God's charm.

Now, when the Emperor Tiger truly faced Chen Yi's Sword Dao and saw that White Tiger Divine Intent standing behind Chen Yi, it finally understood—

That figure was not merely an empty shell of the White Tiger's charm but was the true White Tiger God that could suppress its Tiger Clan bloodline!

The Emperor Tiger could not possibly be mistaken about this!

Even if it refused to admit it, the almost boiling blood and the trembling Blood Core in its body, along with the uncontrollable demon energy, forced it to recognize—this was the bloodline suppression from the ancient White Tiger God!

Chen Yi glanced at it without addressing its question or answering it, continuing to ask:

"Can you answer this Marquis' question now?"

Upon hearing this, the Emperor Tiger's gaze flickered with uncertainty, shifting between shock and anger.

Under the White Tiger God's bloodline suppression, it knew it had no strength to resist any longer.

But it was unwilling—not willing to surrender to Chen Yi!

Among the younger generation of the Demon Court, it was one of the ten most talented demon tigers, ranking among the top.

Its father was the Great Demon King Emperor Tian, a powerful demon commanding numerous Great Demon Kings on Taizhou Mountain.

If the Demon Court found out, if its father learned of its surrender, even if it didn't die at Chen Yi's hands, the outcome would not be good!

Thinking of this, the Emperor Tiger showed a struggle, stubbornly enduring the bloodline suppression force that made it tremble with fear, gritting its teeth and saying:

"Absolutely, im, possible!"

"Just four words," the Emperor Tiger spoke very slowly, as if using all its strength, causing its body and limbs to tremble incessantly, its wings drooping, and its eyes filled with blood-red streaks.

Chen Yi clicked his tongue, not surprised by the unexpected surprise.

After all, before him was a demon of unlimited potential. Even though it could not display its true cultivation due to his Slaughter Sword Dao, it would not easily submit to him.

"Then there's no other way." Chen Yi thought to himself.

Then, he carefully observed the Emperor Tiger, from its head, body, and limb appearance, to using Slaughter Sword Intent to invade its body to explore its meridians, flesh, bones, and so on as thoroughly as possible.

He even observed closely and imprinted in his mind the blood core in the Emperor Tiger's head and the circulation of demon energy throughout its body.

It didn't take long.

Chen Yi flicked the "Deceiving Mask" on his face, and a touch of Divine Will emanated from the mask covering his body.

Then his body began to expand, his hands and feet transformed into tiger claws as thick as mountain pillars, his body extended and his back arched like a tiger, and his head transformed into a tiger's head.

In the blink of an eye, the Emperor Tiger was shocked to see Chen Yi change in front of it into a tiger demon identical to itself.

Not only was the appearance identical, but even the demonic aura and bloodline aura were exactly the same as its own.

Seeing this, the Emperor Tiger, no matter how foolish, realized the severity of the situation.

It could imagine that if Chen Yi were to walk through the Demon Court's Ten Thousand Mountains in such a guise, unless Chen Yi deliberately exposed himself, even those Great Demon Kings, Demon Kings, and even His Majesty the Demon Emperor might be deceived.

"You, you, you... you can't do this!!" Thinking of the cruel consequences, the Emperor Tiger trembled in despair and roared:

"You, you, a genius of the Human Race, a powerful being of the Divine Power Realm, how, how can you shamelessly impersonate me?!"

Chen Yi grinned, glanced at it, and after examining his own state to ensure nothing was missing, he laughed:

"Why not?"

"Do you remember earlier when the 'Black Impermanence' from your Demon Court impersonated the Minister of Rites of my Wei Dynasty? If it could do it, naturally, so can I!"

"But, but..." The Emperor Tiger was momentarily speechless, trembling with fear, almost pleading as it gazed at him: "If, if I answer your question..."

It could refuse to cooperate with Chen Yi to spare its bloodline and prevent the Demon Court and its father from being shamed, but it could not stand idly by and watch Chen Yi harm the Demon Court.

Even if it meant its death, it was unafraid; it only feared Chen Yi using its identity to do harm to the Demon Court.

"It's too late!"

Chen Yi glanced at it, then shrunk his figure, transforming into the form of the Emperor Tiger without exposing the Tiger Clan's bloodline. After hanging the treasured sword given to him by Emperor Wei at his waist, he no longer intended to spare the Emperor Tiger's life.

"W-wait... wait..." Seeing Chen Yi about to take action, the Emperor Tiger still wanted to make one last struggle, pleading:

"I, I can make a deal with you, whatever you want to know, whatever you desire, I can give it to you, just don't harm the Demon Court."

"I am useful, I am of great use, my identity, my bloodline both..."

However, before it could continue, Chen Yi had lost his patience, especially since his Sword Intent's sensing range indicated other demon figures approaching, making it impossible to linger here any longer.

"No need, your identity, and appearance are already the greatest help you could give me."

"As for everything else... on the Netherworld Road, there will naturally be other demons to ponder with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yi's Slaughter Sword Intent burst forth, and the longsword at his waist instantly turned into a streak of light, piercing through the Emperor Tiger's forehead.

"I... I... you..."

The pleading on the Emperor Tiger's face froze, and its eyes showed a deep hatred as they stared fixedly at Chen Yi.

Even at the point of death, it still wanted to try for itself and the Demon Court, but Chen Yi did not give it that chance.

"I'll wait for you... on the Netherworld Road!"

The Emperor Tiger said in a low voice, and its figure fell downward.

Seeing this, Chen Yi extended his hand and sent it into the Sumeru Bag.

Subsequently, he dispersed the Slaughter Sword Intent, revealing his appearance, as demons began to swarm around from all sides.

"Lord Emperor Tiger? A-are you alright?"

Chen Yi waved them away and said coldly, "Scram!"