"Alright, alright, old ghost, don’t be discouraged. That rabbit woman will retreat on her own in a few years. It’s not like we haven’t seen this before."
"But I wish the Young Master would fight with her, even if defeated, it’s better than being a coward!"
The smoke lay down, offering advice with difficulty.
Even if he loses, it counts as a fierce battle; maybe the Young Master will gain courage from shame and bring out his bloodlust.
Over the years, many Great Demons under his command have left, seeking allegiance with other Demon Kings because of his cowardice.
The talents in the Tiger Race are dwindling!
"Old ghost, are you dumb? Fighting when you can’t win, isn’t that self-torture? Grandpa doesn’t have such hobbies!"
The massive body of the Three-Eyed Tiger wriggled like a mountain, impatiently waving its paw backward.
"Alright, alright, this matter is noted. I’ll make the Rabbit Race pay a price for this."
Upon hearing this, the Chang Ghost was not comforted, almost fainting with anger instead.
He knows what the so-called price mentioned by the Three-Eyed Tiger is.
It’s nothing more than going to the Rabbit Race and causing trouble for some young and beautiful Rabbit Little Demons.
The reason the Frost Rabbit King often storms in is precisely because of the amorous troubles the Three-Eyed Tiger stirred in the Rabbit Race a thousand years ago, which completely enraged her.
If he could use half of his thoughts on cultivation, he would probably still be among the top three Demon Kings by now, right?
Suddenly, a white vortex appeared above the large bed in front.
Could it be that the Frost Rabbit King has broken in?
That restriction was set by the old master back in the day, except for the Golden Dragon King and War Monkey King, no demon should be able to break through!
In the next instant, the massive body of the Three-Eyed Tiger was sucked into the white vortex, suddenly disappearing before his eyes.
At the Extreme Moon Sect, when Jiang Cheng crushed the Summoning Talisman, he was still fantasizing about what kind of mighty helper he could summon.
Could it be a hidden expert?
Or perhaps the Unrivaled War God, Sword Saint?
Even a Wraith Heroic Soul?
When the enormous body of the Three-Eyed Tiger landed in front of him, he almost dropped his jaw in shock.
This... is too small, too cute!
The whole body was only a foot long; if not for those three eyes, it might have been mistaken for a little white cat.
The white fur, shining with a cold light, looked quite prickly, while the fleshy limbs gave people an urge to pinch them.
Its fangs were chilling, but the mouth was too small, making it feel more adorably fierce rather than menacing.
In every aspect, it simply doesn’t associate with might!
Jiang Cheng was very disappointed, feeling this summoning was quite unimpressive.
In fact, due to the cross-domain summoning, the Three-Eyed Tiger’s size had been suppressed and shrunk by tens of thousands of times due to the Domain rules.
Its power had been weakened by several times.
However, this was already sufficient.
This is a Demon King, even if its power is weakened, it’s still a Demon King.
A Demon King among the Demon Race corresponds to the Saint Tier in human terms.
Jiang Cheng’s disappointment lasted only a brief second.
The next moment, his eyes nearly popped out.
After appearing, the Three-Eyed Tiger landed on the ground.
Despite its extremely small size, it crushed two Elders beside it who couldn’t retreat in time into pulp.
Not even a groan was heard.
The breath it casually exhaled made Qi Gaohong and others on the opposite side wobble, feeling their heads buzzing and hearts about to be squeezed out.
The Three-Eyed Tiger still hasn’t figured out the situation; wasn’t it busy just now?
How did it suddenly end up in this ghostly place?
Who are these ants in front?
The small body emitted a sound loud enough to spread over thousands of miles, giving an extremely strong sense of abruptness.
Along with the roar, the air around twisted, and the invisible sound waves surged like a hurricane.
On the opposite side, sixteen Elders of the Extreme Moon Sect fell down, all bleeding from their seven apertures and dying.
Those who survived were only the ones who managed to escape far enough.
"I summoned you here."
Standing at the rear, Jiang Cheng beamed with joy.
The appearance was unimpressive, but the power was strong; it seems the system is indeed reliable!
He was not hurt at all.
The Three-Eyed Tiger was summoned by him, and due to the system’s miraculous rules, attacks were ineffective on him.
"So it was you who ruined grandpa’s good thing!"
The Three-Eyed Tiger suddenly turned back, opening its small bloody mouth.
From afar, Qi Gaohong, who was still in shock, was overjoyed.
The strength of the Three-Eyed Tiger threw him into instant despair.
Initially, he thought this terrible Tiger Demon was Jiang Cheng’s ally, but now he sees it’s not.
He was dying to shout out loud.
"Destroy all enemies for me!"
Jiang Cheng directly ordered, without caring about the Three-Eyed Tiger’s fury.
The Three-Eyed Tiger’s mouth seemed to suddenly be welded shut, getting stuck.
An inexplicable task invaded its mind—eliminate everyone in the Extreme Moon Sect.
This task seemed like a rule from the heavens; if it defied it, it might be obliterated by the rules.
Additionally, it had to do it immediately.
Although it was originally very unwilling, it still flew into the air, rushing toward Qi Gaohong.
Seeing it really attack the Extreme Moon Sect, Brother Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
The system stated that the powerful ally would serve him once, and surely it will serve once.
No matter if it is willing or facing difficulties, it will execute the task.
That’s the logic of it.
But honestly, for mere Soul Splitting Fourth Layer, facing the overwhelming power of a Demon King, there was still pressure.
After all, this Tiger Demon is not his subordinate, just a temporary summon.
A colossal tiger illusion extending for thousands of miles appeared faintly high in the sky.
Blocking the sun, the sky instantly darkened.
At this moment, the cultivators outside the Extreme Moon Sect nearly doubted the coming of the apocalypse.
Screaming, they fled.
And in the center of that illusion, the cute, small tiger paw lightly swung once.
Qi Gaohong’s body bizarrely split into two, along with the grand hall behind him and the buildings spanning hundreds of miles.
All were sliced into two!
The Extreme Moon Sect instantly became a purgatory on earth.
The remaining Elders fled wildly, but immediately it was like being trapped by an invisible giant net, pinned in mid-air.
The Demon King’s Domain, restricts Soul Splitting Realm and Gathering Yuan Realm effortlessly.
The sky rained blood.
Numerous platinum rays descended from the sky, which were just a casual strike from the Three-Eyed Tiger.
After this strike, even the sect disciples hiding underground were instantly pinned down dead.
The Three-Eyed Tiger might act cowardly in the Celestial Demon Domain, but that’s relative to the Twelve Demon Kings.
For everyone else, this is definitely a Dimensional Reduction Strike.
In his eyes, Soul Splitting Realm might really be just microbes to humans.
A demon wind passed by.
The originally noisy Extreme Moon Sect fell silent, with no living beings except the Three-Eyed Tiger and Jiang Cheng remaining.
The task in his mind disappeared, and the Three-Eyed Tiger finally didn’t feel the constant shadow of the Heavenly Dao obliteration crisis.
"Now it’s your turn!"
It roared, charging toward Jiang Cheng.
A Demon King has dignity. No matter how cowardly or unambitious a Demon King might be, they wouldn’t be controlled by others.