For some unknown reason, the Bone Spirit Tiger suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart, as if he had encountered a life-or-death enemy he had never seen before.
The warrior trained in Forest Dao's path can maximize the enhancement of the Sixth Sense, and relying on this sensation, the Bone Spirit Tiger had escaped danger multiple times.
"Lin Beichen, why are you here?"
A gasp of surprise echoed within the Dragon Family.
Ordinary people in Xiang Island didn't even know there was a person named Lin Beichen, but for the major families, even though Lin Beichen had only been on Xiang Island for a few days, he had already made it onto their lists.
In their eyes, offending Lin Beichen was tantamount to seeking death.
"So it's you."
The Bone Spirit Tiger's expression shifted slightly, yet there was no sense of panic; instead, he stared intensely at Lin Beichen, his gaze growing more and more fervent.
The killing intent was burning wildly, and it seemed he could feel his body undergoing changes.
Warriors trained in Forest Dao, whenever faced with a formidable enemy, would trigger a massive surge of killing intent. Once the killing intent stimulated the cells within, it had to be vented out.
In the past five years, he had found no worthy opponents in the Eastern Forest Kingdom; even when facing experts of the same level, it was hard to generate such excitement.
Lu Zhenghun practiced the Path of Curse, often secluded deep in the mountains and rarely engaged with others, but it was different for him.
He practiced the Forest Dao, which focused on survival of the fittest, battling against the heavens, the earth, and people alike.
Fighting was the key method for him to advance his cultivation.
However, the Eastern Forest Kingdom was too small, and even though he could defeat everyone, there weren't many opponents left.
Dragon Country was different, with many experts. Although these experts rarely showed themselves, if one searched diligently, they could always find one or two.
Unfortunately, despite having issued challenge letters for several years, very few people inland were willing to fight him.
In his opinion, these people from Dragon Country were just putting on airs, full of bragging but unwilling to engage in actual combat.
"What are you, to even speak to me?"
Lin Beichen said lightly, moving forward and casually flicking his palm, as if swatting away an obstructing fly.
He hadn't planned on talking much when he came to the Dragon Family today.
Although there were several cultivators here, to him, they were just flies.
"Kid, don't get cocky."
The Bone Spirit Tiger roared angrily at these words, his eyes suddenly emitting a golden light as he leaped into the air like a leopard, transforming into hundreds of figures, then wielding gigantic rocks, hurling them at Lin Beichen.
Within the support of cultivation, moving like lightning wasn't particularly special, but to hold a massive rock weighing several thousand pounds in each hand and still move freely was beyond many people's capability.
The Bone Spirit Tiger rarely used weapons because his most powerful weapon was his own hands; anything he could grab became a deadly tool.
In other people's eyes, weapons were blades, spears, staffs, but to him, a weapon could be a massive stone weighing thousands of pounds, an iron pedestal, or even a heavy truck.
"Taste the Ancient Fist Technique of the Eastern Forest Kingdom."
The Bone Spirit Tiger roared like a lion and clapped his hands with a powerful force.
Two massive stones rolled towards him; if hit by these stones, any person would instantly become mincemeat.
This cultivation technique wasn't about show; it was about real destructive power.
Lin Beichen looked at the Bone Spirit Tiger indifferently, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The Bone Spirit Tiger's body had been trained to its limit, and he had cultivated a massive killing intent; if guided by a renowned master and given advanced cultivation techniques, his future achievements would be limitless.
Just the power of his bare fists was enough to challenge Qin Wenwu; his talent was indeed notable.
"The Bone Spirit Tiger's talent is stronger than I thought."
Seated high, Lu Zhenghun observed silently, with a slight smile in his eyes.
Based on his understanding of Dragon Country, the real cultivation of the Bone Spirit Tiger at this point should be at the middle stage of the Death Gate realm.
After the Celestial Gate opened, the Death Gate cultivation became somewhat ambiguous; everyone now calculated strength using Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi instead of conventional methods.
But even with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, combat experience can't be changed.
The Bone Spirit Tiger had been fighting people for many years; even though he was only in his thirties, his battle experience far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Lu Zhenghun was prepared; as soon as Lin Beichen showed any weakness and got wounded by the Bone Spirit Tiger, he would immediately use the Void Technique to cast a Curse Technique upon that drop of spilled blood.
The Curse Technique required just a drop of blood to be effective. As long as he could lock onto the opponent, all his blood would transform into cursed, venomous blood.
In no time, this person would turn into a pool of blood.
With this technique, he had killed many people.
Killing one more today would mean nothing.
Once Lin Beichen was dead, his plan to dominate Xiang Island would go smoothly.
As the Bone Spirit Tiger made his move, the people of the Dragon Family also widened their eyes, holding their breath, staring intently at Lin Beichen.
Just another moment, and Lin Beichen would become mincemeat.
Upon Lin Beichen's death, the remaining wealth of the Zheng Clan would be theirs to seize.
And once Lu Zhenghun became the new master, he would surely reward them.
At that time, their wealth would multiply several times over.
Even though the Dragon Family was already wealthy, who would mind being wealthier?
Currently, Xiang Island had ten great families, but in the future, only the Dragon Family would remain.
The other nine families would be overshadowed by the Dragon Family, kneeling in submission.
"So this is the cultivation of a master."
The younger generation of the Dragon Family, gleaming with excitement, was thrilled.
The Bone Spirit Tiger was just Lu Zhenghun's disciple, yet his strength was so terrifying—what kind of spectacle would it be when Lu Zhenghun himself made a move?
They knew Lu Zhenghun was terrifying and incredibly mysterious, but they hadn't witnessed it themselves.
Over the years, Lu Zhenghun rarely intervened; aside from a great battle with Zhou Kuangtian, outsiders had no idea what Lu Zhenghun's techniques were.
But Zhou Kuangtian's death left them with no other witness to consult.
Countless thoughts converged at this moment; everyone's gaze fixed intently on Lin Beichen. If looks could kill, Lin Beichen would have been sliced into pieces by now.
"Noisy!"
A cold voice exclaimed, responding to the Bone Spirit Tiger with yet another casual palm.
Two stones weighing thousands of pounds, along with the Bone Spirit Tiger's enormously terrifying force, totalling tens of thousands of pounds, collided with Lin Beichen's palm.
The Bone Spirit Tiger's sheer power could shatter mountains and crush all flesh, yet it couldn't hold Lin Beichen's hand back even for a second.
The sound of a bang.
Lin Beichen's hand deflected the Bone Spirit Tiger's palm, then imprinted on his chest.
Bang!
With a resounding noise, the Bone Spirit Tiger's chest exploded instantly.
His heart burst forth, flew through his back, and fell directly onto the banquet table in the courtyard.
Amidst the dishes on the table, the pulsating, blood-red heart continued to beat, emitting a slight warmth.
The Bone Spirit Tiger knelt down, an extremely bizarre blood hole in his chest.
His eyes were wide open, seemingly filled with an indescribable expression of shock.
Was it terror or astonishment?
No one could explain.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene, their gaze unable to settle.
Even if the Bone Spirit Tiger were still alive, he probably wouldn't be able to explain it himself.
Lu Zhenghun's reaction was the most significant. He had been ready to act, but now he sat dumbly, his hands under the table, his mind blank from shock.
No one expected that this terrifying master of body techniques couldn't withstand even one move from Lin Beichen and was killed.
Moreover, the posture of the Bone Spirit Tiger was quite unsightly.
Others couldn't see it clearly, but through the blood-eye on his forehead, Lu Zhenghun could see it clearly.
Before the Bone Spirit Tiger could even touch Lin Beichen's fist, he had already struck Lin Beichen at countless points with indistinguishable force.