God Dominating All Realms

Fresh blood dyed the square, dyed the eyes red, dyed the heart that was filled with an intense killing intent.

More than two thousand disciples of the Thousand Leaves Sect were quickly massacred. Corpses were strewn all over, and it was a horrible sight to see.

Tang Yi watched on quietly. The only emotion in his eyes was disappointment, the disappointment of not being able to gather any news of Bi Furong and her father.

The seventeen Spirit Wandering Stage experts all stood in front of Tang Yi, with their heads lowered, they did not dare to look at Tang Yi, nor did they dare to look at white-robed man.

"King Tang …" Elder Feng opened his mouth, but he could not continue. He did not expect the situation to escalate to this point.

Tang Yi's face was cold, he did not say a word, but his mind was working very quickly. Since things had reached such a stage, it would be difficult to suppress the news. Sooner or later, the news would spread, and then, Liu Qingfeng's situation would become even more dangerous.

But they could not find Bi Furong and her daughter, so everything was in vain.

"What ingenious plan does Elder Feng have?" Tang Yi asked indifferently, he was not willing to let it go.

"I …" The Elder Feng lowered his head, "This old man is useless, I plead for King Tang to punish me!"

Tang Yi raised his head to look, and sighed in his heart, it seems that these people truly did not know anything, and thus ended the clues.

"Does anyone have any ingenious plans?" Tang Yi's gaze swept across them, and they all lowered their heads.

"What a great Bi Qianyan!"

Tang Yi's eyes flashed with a cold light, he did not believe that he could hide for a lifetime.

"What are your plans?"

Hearing Tang Yi's question, the group of people all had bitter expressions, where could they find a foothold?

"If the King Tang is willing to spare us, we will escape far away from our hometown and never become enemies with the King Tang!"

When Elder Feng took the lead and spoke, the others all expressed their opinions one after another.

Tang Yi frowned and thought, holding onto their weakness, maybe it would be useful to keep them, since these people could not be tolerated in the Thousand Leaves Sect, and the other Tao Sect would not be able to accommodate them.

"We are fated to meet again."

Tang Yi waved his hand, and as if they were pardoned from a dream, the people dispersed.

The large Thousand Leaves Sect was dead silent as the smell of blood pervaded the air. The Bloody Thousand Leaves Sect did it, but he couldn't find Liu Qingfeng.

What should he do?

Tang Yi sank into deep thought.

"He'll be fine." White Tiger broke the silence, "This matter needs to be considered carefully, we cannot be anxious. Let's leave this place first and decide what to do. "

Tang Yi secretly sighed, this was also the only way.

Not long after leaving the Thousand Leaves Sect, the white-robed man said in a deep voice, "This old man can only help you to this point. The rest is up to you."

Tang Yi could understand his situation, and knew that it would be even more complicated to involve him in it.

"What about you?" Tang Yi turned his head to look at White Tiger.

"I'll go with you." White Tiger's answer was within Tang Yi's expectations. However, white-robed man frowned, "It will be extremely dangerous for you to be together with him."

White Tiger said: "Don't worry, I won't die, and I won't forget what I promised you."

white-robed man said with a cold face, "Goodbye!"

No matter how unwilling Tang Yi was, the journey had already ended in failure.

Unable to find traces of the father and daughter pair, unable to give up on Liu Qingfeng, he was stuck in a dilemma!

White Tiger said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, he will come find you sooner or later."

Tang Yi naturally understood this principle. How long would the problem wait?

"Let's go!"

Tang Yi and White Tiger travelled westward and entered the Azure Dragon Mountain Range one day later.

Since he could not find Liu Qingfeng, Tang Yi was still unwilling to give up at this point. He decided to temporarily hide and avoid the limelight, and only plan after the matters of the Thousand Leaves Sect had passed.

The human and beast duo found a secluded place to build their cave.

Now that White Tiger had the strength of a sixth grade Demonic Beast, if she advanced another step, she would be equivalent to a human Spirit Wandering Stage Ranker, the difference between heaven and earth.

The Creation Aura was the key, and Tang Yi was not stingy either.

Circulating the Manifestation Art, a unique aura came out, the Creation Bead had a little more golden light.

White Tiger sat at the side and watched on quietly, a brilliant light revolving in her eyes.

After a long while, Tang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his palm landing on White Tiger's head, the gold light flowed into White Tiger's body, his pure white fur shining with a gold light.

The Creation Bead rotated and was continuously being delivered. White Tiger's eyes turned golden and her face revealed an intoxicated expression.

In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed, and the last bit of Creation Aura had been delivered into White Tiger's body. However, White Tiger still did not seem satisfied.

Tang Yi was speechless. How long did the Princess Ying take to refine a sliver of Creation Aura? How many Creation Aura had White Tiger absorbed? Even he was unable to achieve such a terrifying speed.

"What a pity, just a little more and it'll be fine." White Tiger muttered.

"Then wait a moment!"

"I can't wait any longer." White Tiger said as she laid on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Tang Yi suddenly came to his senses, White Tiger was just saving the Creation Aura, completely digesting it would take more time, and that was the only way to make sense.

Having experienced the things before, Tang Yi had gotten used to it. When White Tiger woke up, he would definitely be surprised.

Ever since he had the Creation Aura, Tang Yi didn't need the pill to cultivate anymore. The difference between the two types of Genuine Qi was huge, and that was true Divine Body of Creation.

The only thing that was missing was the Martial Skills, which belonged to him.

The improved Tyrant's Blade Slash was very suitable for Tang Yi, but the grade was too low. It was not enough to face off against Spirit Wandering Stage experts, and it was completely suppressed by the strong Genuine Qi and Demon Subduing Blade.

The blade technique that the Hei Shi Empire had found was also not suitable, so Tang Yi urgently needed his own Martial Skills.

During the time that White Tiger was asleep, Tang Yi tried to figure it out calmly.

The Martial Skills was to display the Genuine Qi's power to the extreme. Everyone's situation was different, the suitable Martial Skills were different, and Tang Yi's situation was even more unique.

Under the night sky, Tang Yi walked out of the cave with the Demon Subduing Blade in his hand.

After an unknown period of time, the Demon Subduing Blade swept past, and the Genuine Qi followed. With a streak of golden light, it screamed, and its killing intent was biting cold.

Tang Yi furrowed his brows, and slashed again. The Upper Dantian's figure appeared, and the Demon Subduing Blade in his hand moved along with the figure.

RUU!

With blade after blade, guided by the figure, Tang Yi didn't need to think too much about it.

In the dark night, a golden light flashed as a murderous intent surged. A blade was stronger than a blade.

But Tang Yi kept feeling that something was missing, a strange feeling, as if this was not what he wanted, but the figure.

With the circulation of his soul, the figure disappeared. At the same time, the feeling of the Demon Subduing Blade in his hand also disappeared.

At this time, Tang Yi was in a dilemma. Following that figure was not what he wanted, and relying on himself, he couldn't gain any insights.

After hesitating for a long time, Tang Yi decided to follow that figure.

Giving up on his own thoughts, it immediately became much smoother, the Demon Subduing Blade whistled as it circulated, its momentum overflowing, even Tang Yi was secretly shocked, that he could make such a powerful slash.

Where did that figure of the Upper Dantian come from?

Other than the Creation Bead, Tang Yi couldn't think of any other possibility.

The sky gradually brightened. Not only was the harvest good, it was also better to call it the creation of the figure and the Creation Bead as well.

Fortunately, the power was there, and the only thing missing was the tempering.

In the following days, Tang Yi trained everyday, waiting for White Tiger to wake up.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. Tang Yi's blade technique was close to completion.

On this day, Tang Yi was practicing his blade techniques, hearing the angry roar from the cave behind him, he turned his head and saw White Tiger standing at the entrance of the cave.

Its body was ten feet tall and ten feet long. Its pure white fur was like snow, and its eyes were like lightning. It spread its wings, and with a long roar, it soared into the sky.

Tang Yi felt the gale whistling past him, and then he saw White Tiger rushing past his head, straight into the sky.

"Such a fast speed!"

When Tang Yi woke up, he did not see White Tiger at all. At first, he thought that White Tiger's wings were just a decoration, but now that he looked at it again …

Roar!

The sound of White Tiger's enraged roar reverberated in the sky far away. Less than an hour later, White Tiger turned back around, and when she landed, her eyes were captivated by the gale.