"Human, angry?" The Dark Devilgod Tiger curled its lips. "Don't worry, you'll die before this brat does."
A prolonged tiger's roar echoed through the mountains as the illusionary space created by Ning Fengzhi's spirit bone shattered layer by layer.
In the blink of an eye.
Darkness enveloped everything around them.
"This is..."
Bone Douluo felt his power being suppressed and quickly realized the opponent had activated a domain an extremely powerful dark-type domain.
"Not good! We must break through it!"
"Ninth Soul Skill Dragon Bone Transformation!"
The moment Bone Douluo released his soul skill, the near-dark soul power was completely devoured by the domain.
"Damn it!"
The Dark Devilgod Tiger's domain was inherently of the dark attribute.
His own martial soul leaned toward the dark element or was fundamentally dark-aligned so his abilities were being swallowed whole.
"Useless. I completely counter your martial soul. You can't defeat me as you are!"
"Accept your fate, members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."
The surroundings became pitch black.
Even with soul power enhancement, their eyes could only see up to five meters ahead.
"Ning Rongrong, I'll make these two die before your eyes! You'll watch them perish with your own vision!"
"Behold this is my never-failing ability!"
"Life-and-Death Arena!"
A ghostly voice resonated through the domain as a rectangular screen materialized before everyone.
After reaching the 100,000-year level, the Dark Devilgod Tiger faced far fewer restrictions when using Life-and-Death Arena. It no longer required lengthy preparation and could even activate it more covertly.
"Finally, it's time!"
Ning Rongrong raised her palm as the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda emitted a gentle radiance.
The dazzling glow even illuminated portions of the Dark Devilgod Tiger's domain.
"Rongrong..."
"I will win."
Before Ning Fengzhi could comprehend her words, Ning Rongrong vanished with a "whoosh" along with the Dark Devilgod Tiger's dark domain.
Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo exchanged glances as their surroundings reverted to the forest.
Only the thin black screen hovering before them remained.
"Rongrong... this is too reckless."
After a moment's thought, Ning Fengzhi understood what Ning Rongrong had done.
"Life-and-Death Arena." Bone Douluo sighed. "She planned this from the start, didn't she?"
Most information about the Dark Devilgod Tiger had come from Ning Rongrong herself.
Thus, she undoubtedly understood it better than either him or Ning Fengzhi.
If his deduction was correct, the Dark Devilgod Tiger's initial targets for Life-and-Death Arena were either Ning Fengzhi or himself.
He just didn't know how Ning Rongrong had transferred the arena's effect onto herself.
"Fengzhi, do you think she can win?" Bone Douluo eyed the floating black screen warily, keeping his distance while maintaining vigilance.
"She can." Ning Fengzhi stroked his chin. "Given Rongrong's personality, she wouldn't attempt something without confidence."
"Let's hope so." Bone Douluo lacked strong conviction.
The Dark Devilgod Tiger was a 100,000-year soul beast in some ways, more terrifying than ordinary ones.
As they spoke, the hovering projection flickered to life, revealing an image.
A colossal arena appeared.
At its center stood two figures.
"Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi gasped.
The Ning Rongrong in the projection looked identical to her real-world self her age unchanged. But the Dark Devilgod Tiger appeared drastically smaller.
Reverted to its juvenile form, its pitch-black fur and ferociously cute demeanor gave it an oddly endearing appearance.
...
Within the Life-and-Death Arena.
The Dark Devilgod Tiger was fuming!
"Are you insane? Rushing to your death?!"
The juvenile Dark Devilgod Tiger couldn't help cursing aloud.
No wonder it was gnashing its teeth. It had wanted to make this brat suffer, yet she'd willingly entered first.
How could it savor her agony and despair now?
How could it enjoy the show?
Under the arena's rules, its power and age had regressed dramatically. But against a teenage support-type Soul Master, this was overkill.
"Little human girl, do you find life too boring?"
Even the Dark Devilgod Tiger couldn't violate the arena's rules.
Only one of them would leave alive.
"Oh? What an adorable little tiger." Ning Rongrong examined the vicious-looking cub with amused appraisal.
"Little tiger...?" The Dark Devilgod Tiger erupted with energy. "Human, today ends with one of us dead."
"Since you're eager to die, I'll start with you."
"Those two old men will follow shortly." The Dark Devilgod Tiger bared its claws, pouncing to pin Ning Rongrong down and maul her using no special skills!
It would kill her bite by bite, making her experience its three years of torment.
"Trace Step."
A soft utterance, and Ning Rongrong appeared behind the tiger.
"What?!"
The Dark Devilgod Tiger's pupils dilated.
Reacting swiftly, it swung its tail's Evil God Hook toward Ning Rongrong only for her to lightly leap back, evading again.
"Too slow." Ning Rongrong smiled. "It seems I can use my full strength here."
Her wrist flicked slightly as a soul tool glimmered.
A melee soul tool devoid of elemental attributes materialized in her hand.
"As I thought you can only revert living beings to their past states, not objects."
"Stop babbling nonsense!" Refusing to accept this, the Dark Devilgod Tiger lunged again mid-air, firing a black beam from its maw.
Compressing ice and fire zhenqi into the soul tool,
the weapon instantly took on a dual-colored hue.
Ning Rongrong dodged once more, flipping over the tiger to land behind it.
"Still not at the level of innate external release." She mused while watching the tiger crash past her.
Then "whoosh!" she burst forward faster than the Dark Devilgod Tiger.
"Clang!"
The tiger blocked the soul tool with its claws.
Yet in the next instant
Its pupils contracted.
Ning Rongrong had disappeared. A chilling sense of danger erupted from behind.
The Dark Devilgod Tiger didn't dare hesitate its tail's Evil God Hook released gray energy, forming a protective barrier.
Then
"Ahhh!"
Ice and fire light erupted across the arena.
"ROAR !"
As the tiger howled in pain, a gruesome wound split its back, slamming it onto the arena floor.
Ning Rongrong pressed her advantage, aiming to deliver the killing blow!
But the Dark Devilgod Tiger wasn't helpless its tail hook seized the soul tool.
"CRACK!"
The weapon shattered into seven or eight pieces.
Simultaneously, a disc materialized beneath them, its gravitational pull sucking both Ning Rongrong and the tiger inward.