The roar of the Black Obsidian Tiger was deafening, causing the surrounding trees to shake as if the very aura of the Flowing Cloud Mountain Range had frozen in an instant. Chen Haotian's gaze was sharp as lightning, fixed firmly on the Black Obsidian Tiger before him as he secretly gathered a powerful surge of energy within. He knew that the outcome of this battle hinged entirely on this moment. If the Black Obsidian Tiger were thoroughly defeated, their journey would proceed much more smoothly; however, if they failed to subdue this ferocious vicious beast promptly, they were likely to plunge into extreme danger.
"Roar!" The Black Obsidian Tiger let out another furious roar, its claws flailing as its sharp talons slashed afterimages through the air and lunged straight for Chen Haotian's chest. That fierce wind pressure from its claws carried an intense demonic aura, almost capable of tearing the air apart.
A brilliant flash crossed Chen Haotian's eyes. Shifting his body slightly to the side, he easily evaded the Black Obsidian Tiger's attack. Immediately following that, the sword in his hand suddenly rose, its tip pointing directly at the Black Obsidian Tiger's fatal spot—its neck.
Chapter 149