The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger looked at Qian Xunji, who was standing earnestly before it. For the first time, a gentle kindness appeared in its enormous tiger eyes. It couldn't help but think, "If he doesn't die one day, he will surely become the supreme ruler of the Douluo Continent. However, this kid's strength is still too weak; he's far from my expectations."
"Kid, having dreams is good, but don't just daydream, otherwise your vows will only be a joke on me," the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger retorted mercilessly.
"I will prove to you that this is not just empty talk," Qian Xunji calmly retorted.
"My inner core will remain in your sea of consciousness to suppress this place for you. Alright, you can leave now. I've prepared a surprise for you. I hope you won't be as weak as you are now when you come again." The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger slowly turned around and once again walked into the depths of darkness.
Qian Xunji withdrew from his sea of consciousness and found Qian Daoliu anxiously watching him. Seeing that he was awake, Qian Daoliu quickly asked, "Why did you suddenly faint? What happened?"
Qian Xunji then slowly recounted what had happened in his sea of consciousness to Qian Daoliu. Of course, he would never reveal his true identity; it was his greatest secret. He was Qian Xunji, and Qian Xunji was him.
Qian Daoliu slowly nodded. "I didn't expect the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger to not completely dissipate, but to live in your sea of consciousness as a soul. Truly worthy of being a soul beast recorded in ancient texts, it's quite peculiar. But what is this surprise it spoke of? Ji'er, let me see."
Qian Xunji then stretched his arms out to the sides, his chest puffed out, his bones cracking and his muscles suddenly expanding, straining his clothes. Every muscle became extremely prominent beneath his clothes, and even the air around him seemed filled with a frenzied aura.
"Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, possess me!" Qian Xunji shouted, his golden hair instantly turning black, with a few strands of golden hair standing out prominently. Four faint lines appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the Chinese character for "king".
His hands underwent the most dramatic change, more than doubling in size. Black fur covered his palms, and with each flick of his fingers, short, dagger-like claws extended and retracted from his hands. Each claw, eight inches long and gleaming with a chilling, sinister light, was like a blade.
Qian Xunji slowly leaned forward, his eyes flashing red, carrying a hint of wickedness and an overwhelming, domineering aura, as powerful as the heavens and earth.
Sensing the changes within himself, Qian Xunji's eyes gleamed with excitement. It was the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger! The first human in the history of Douluo Continent to possess the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Martial Soul! Overwhelmed with excitement, he roared—the unique roar of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, a sonic wave of power that displayed his arrogance to the world.
The roar sent objects tumbling about in the Papal Palace, and at the same time, the elders in the Hall of Worship also sensed its aura. The Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, arrived first. Qian Xunji slowly regained his senses, looking at the old man standing before him.
The old man had white hair and beard, appeared to be over eighty years old, and wore a golden robe embroidered with a ferocious crocodile, silently watching him. At the same time, Qian Xunji recalled this man's information in his mind. Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, Spirit: Golden Crocodile King, comparable to the number one beast spirit in the world, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. However, due to issues with the reproduction of his descendants, none had yet inherited his Golden Crocodile King spirit; most were just Golden Crocodiles.
Looking at the old man before him, Qian Xunji recalled his tragic end in the Douluo Continent, a truly regrettable situation. In the original novel, Golden Crocodile Douluo, under the instruction of Qian Daoliu, led the six elders to reinforce Jialing Pass. At a crucial moment, he rescued Qian Jun and Jiang Mo Douluo, who were severely injured and defeated in their battle against Tang San, and then fought against Tang Hao, who had come to Tang San's aid. Although Golden Crocodile Douluo held an absolute advantage in soul power level against Tang Hao, he was temporarily at a disadvantage due to the overwhelming power of Tang Hao's Clear Sky Sect's ultimate technique
, the Great Sumeru Hammer. Although he ultimately fought Tang Hao to a draw, he was inferior in mentality and momentum. In the end, to save Qian Renxue, who had fallen to the ground due to the final move of the Golden Thirteen Trident, "Body and Halberd United, Stars Shifting," Golden Crocodile Douluo dedicated his life to the Spirit Hall, sacrificing himself to successfully support her, and perishing on the battlefield of Jialing Pass.
He was a respectable old man who dedicated his entire life to the Spirit Hall. Jin'e Douluo, watching Qian Xunji's actions—sometimes sighing, sometimes admiring, sometimes shaking his head—was completely baffled. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he gave Qian Xunji a light tap on the head with his fist, the size of a sandbag.
"Little Ji'er, are you itching for a beating again? What do you mean by staring at me like that?" Qian
Xunji rubbed his aching head, wincing, and said, "Uncle Jin'e, you hit too hard! My head is killing me!" (End of Chapter)