Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 723: The Western White Tiger

Chapter 723: The Western White Tiger

At the same time.

Shenlongjia.

Chen Huaian had already arrived at one of the Demon Sealing Pagodas.

Just as he expected, Chen Niu and Wu E had been delayed, so these two pagodas hadn't been messed with yet.

Numerous monsters were active around the Demon Sealing Pagoda, but as Chen Huaian released the aura of the Ancestral Dragon, their hostile gazes gradually faded, becoming dull and vacant again, patrolling around the pagoda along specific routes like wandering lost souls.

Chen Huaian swaggered into the Demon Sealing Pagoda with an arrogant, couldn't-care-less stride.

"If I remember correctly, the qilin said the physical shells of the Four Great Sacred Beasts are in the remaining Demon Sealing Pagodas, right? Although they're not Fierce Beasts, they're guardians similar to the Great Sage's shell. Compared to the Great Sage's shell, the Four Great Sacred Beasts seem to have the possibility of revival."

He thought about the Celestial-grade elixir lying in his storage ring.

He wasn't sure which specific one, but with a fifty percent probability, Chen Huaian felt he would encounter it soon.

"The White Tiger governs the west, belongs to the metal element in the five phases, symbolizing restraint and solemn killing, and has nothing to do with being hairless." Chen Huaian muttered to himself while surveying the environment inside the pagoda—this Demon Sealing Pagoda was completely different from the previous ones.

There were no demonic beasts inside, only endless darkness and a chilling, icy killing intent.

This should be the lower level of the Demon Sealing Pagoda.

Normally, when entering the pagoda, the understanding auspicious beast should have called out to him by now.

Today was particularly suspicious as there was no movement at all.

Did they expect him, Chen, to make the first move?

Fine, fine, fine!

Chen Huaian scanned the surrounding darkness, channeled energy to his dantian, and roared out, "White Tiger! Come out! White Tiger, where are you!

Where's the auspicious beast guarding the pagoda? Come out and meet me! This Venerable One is the Ancestral Dragon's successor, let's just follow the procedure and not waste time.

Where are the Fierce Beasts? Come out and fight! This Venerable One needs your demonic souls!"

His shouts echoed through the Demon Sealing Pagoda, but there was no response, only layer upon layer of echoes.

When the echoes faded, everything returned to how it was before.

Silence, deathly silence.

As if besides him, there were no other living beings here.

Only that bone-piercing, icy killing intent clung to him like maggots burrowing into bones.

"Tch, nobody's giving me any face, huh..." Chen Huaian frowned slightly and was about to shout again when—

Hiss—!

An extreme, condensed killing intent, cold as solid substance, exploded behind him without any warning.

It felt like he had been instantly dragged into a ten-thousand-year ice cave, even his thoughts threatening to freeze.

The hairs on the back of Chen Huaian's neck stood straight up.

A cold liquid with a strong, pungent, fishy smell dripped onto the skin of his nape, the chill piercing to the bone, making his whole body shudder.

"Holy shit!" Chen Huaian's scalp went numb, with almost no time to think, his body's instincts reacting before his consciousness.

He didn't choose to charge forward or leap backward, as that would only expose his vulnerable back again.

Instead, his feet moved as if treading on flowing clouds, his waist twisting at an impossibly flexible angle, his entire body brushing past that fishy wind like willow catkins blown by the wind. The movement seemed casually staggering, yet exquisitely avoided the fatal pounce.

"Roar—!!!"

The fishy wind missed its target, creating a sharp whistling sound as it slammed heavily into the spot where Chen Huaian had just been standing.

The hard stone floor of the pagoda instantly cracked like a spiderweb under immense invisible pressure.

Chen Huaian spun around and steadied himself, looking up with lingering fear.

He saw a massive creature crouched several zhang away, slowly raising its ferocious head.

It resembled a tiger in shape, but was several times larger than an ordinary tiger demon, its body covered in magnificent silver and white fur.

Its aura should have been sacred.

Yet now, that fur was wreathed in thick, impenetrable gray-black mist, emanating an ominous presence.

Most heart-stopping were its eyes—those tiger eyes that should have been majestic like molten gold were now purely savage, ferocious, completely blood-red without any reason.

Deep within the pupils was only a mad desire to destroy everything, with not a trace of the spiritual nature and brilliance a divine beast should possess.

"White Tiger!" Chen Huaian's pupils contracted, recognizing this legendary Western Sacred Beast, "So it's here! But..." He looked at the eerie gray energy covering the White Tiger and its completely crimson eyes, his heart sinking, "This condition... as expected, normal communication is impossible."

His original idea was to have a good talk with the White Tiger—he would heal it and extend its life, and the White Tiger would work for him...

But now this employee clearly wasn't interested in reasoning.

Since that's the case—

"Don't worry, This Venerable One will just give you a simple beating," Chen Huaian took a deep breath, suppressing a trace of regret in his heart, his eyes sharp as swords, "After beating you up, I'll free you from this sea of suffering!"

Before his words faded, the gray energy-corrupted White Tiger roared and pounced again.

It had lost the divine beast's agility and technique, retaining only the most primitive, ferocious power.

Its enormous tiger claws tore through the air, descending with the force of ten thousand jun, fast as lightning!

Chen Huaian's heart filled with alarm.

This deranged White Tiger, even with only its physical shell remaining, was absolutely not someone easy to deal with.