My Silly, Sweet Wife

Then a silver-gray little bottle appeared in the tiger’s hand with a flash. The tiger stared intently at the bottle, opened it directly, and swallowed a dark centipede-like insect in one gulp.

The tiger’s body instantly expanded, countless Yin Souls rapidly gathering toward it. For a moment, the area around its body was entirely filled with lingering souls, appearing extremely eerie and terrifying.

The tiger sensed the power of the Yin Souls enveloping it, letting out a gibbering sound, staring grimly at the Barbarian King before it.

The tiger raised a flag made of skeletons in its hand, gave it a fierce wave, and the surrounding Yin Souls seemed to be guided, forming a humanoid shape in mid-air, emitting continuous howls of Yin Souls from its body.

"Let you taste the King of Servant Ghost that I refined!" The tiger gazed at the ghostly figure before him, as if admiring a piece of art, his eyes brimming with intense fervor.

"Father, be careful! The power of the Servant Ghost can erode bloodlines and soul power, you must not get contaminated!" From afar, Man Wu watched the King of Servant Ghost in front of him, calling out to the Barbarian King in deep concern.

The Barbarian King was also astounded by the power of the Servant Ghost emanating from it, frowning as he quickly searched for a countermeasure in his mind.

With the continuous replenishment of Yin Souls, the body of the King of Servant Ghost gradually solidified.

The tiger looked at the King of Servant Ghost before him with a sinister expression, waved the flag in his hand, and its hollow eyes seemed to gain a Spiritual Sense, striding gloomily toward the Barbarian King.

The Barbarian King saw the attack approaching, his eyes deepening. He stood firmly in place, gradually forming a mysterious trajectory with his hands, giving off a feeling as heavy as a mountain.

"Moving Mountain Technique!"

The Barbarian King murmured the obscure incantation, his hands covered with a golden light, directly grasping the King of Servant Ghost before him, lifting and flinging it forward with the force of moving a mountain.

"Moving Mountain Technique? Father actually mastered the Moving Mountain Technique!" Afar, Man Wu’s eyes were filled with deep shock, knowing that the Moving Mountain Technique was a Cultivation Technique passed down since the founding of the Barbarian Tribe, complex and obscure, mastered only by the ancient ancestor of the tribe.

Once mastered, its power was capable of destroying heaven and earth with a wave of the hand. Unexpectedly, his father succeeded in mastering it, witnessing the might it brought about, Man Wu was filled with admiration.

"Bang!"

A loud crash was heard, the King of Servant Ghost formed by Yin Souls was instantly shattered, countless Yin Souls howling endlessly in the air.

The tiger seemed equally shocked that the Barbarian King had such a powerful move, his face briefly showing surprise before it quickly disappeared.

The Barbarian King, seeing his successful strike, was excited and looked proudly at the tiger.

The surrounding barbarians saw their king repel the tiger, their own strength increasing significantly, occasionally hearing the howling of beasts below.

"Do you think it ends like this?" The tiger’s face grew more sinister, suddenly waving the flag in his hand, the previously shattered King of Servant Ghost immediately reformed, its power even greater.

"This..." The Barbarian King was horrified at the sight, secretly contemplating a countermeasure.

Knowing that using the Moving Mountain Technique had depleted his blood energy, intending to shatter the King of Servant Ghost in one blow, who would have thought it could reform? Without a specific method to target soul power, the King of Servant Ghost appeared to be immortal and indestructible.

Meanwhile, the King of Servant Ghost was charging towards the Barbarian King.

"All or nothing!" the Barbarian King steadfastly resolved to use the Moving Mountain Technique once more.

But this time, the tiger seemed to predict the Barbarian King’s intention, and the King of Servant Ghost suddenly dispersed, infinite Servant Ghost power surged towards the Barbarian King from all directions.

"Damn it!" The Barbarian King, seeing the situation before him, halted his hand sign and frantically defended against the surrounding Servant Ghost power.

Countless streams of Servant Ghost power quickly invaded the Barbarian King’s body, he endured the pain, striking several points on his body to halt further erosion, rapidly retreating.

The tiger slowly approached, waving his finger, the Yin Souls returning and reforming into the King of Servant Ghost, standing eerily before him.

"Old fool, still trying to resist, yet you’re still at my mercy in the end!" The tiger looked down disdainfully at the Barbarian King.

"Take me to the Source of Life, or else..." The tiger’s eyes turned cold, he waved his hand, directly seizing Man Wu from afar, threateningly glaring at the Barbarian King.

"Is the Barbarian Tribe doomed to perish today?" The Barbarian King howled mournfully to the sky, looking toward it with resentment, then reluctantly turned his gaze to Man Wu, letting out a long sigh.

"Fine, if that’s the case, come with me!" The Barbarian King, looking weak, said to the tiger.

The tiger, hearing the Barbarian King’s words, nodded with satisfaction, tossing Man Wu aside, then arrogantly gestured for the Barbarian King to lead the way.

At this time, the barbarians behind saw their king surrender, feeling deeply shocked, knowing that barbarians have always adhered to absolute strength and indomitable will, yet now the king of the Barbarian Tribe surrendered to a beast. The crowd was immediately filled with rage.

"Father, don’t take him there!" From below, Man Wu shouted hoarsely at the Barbarian King, utterly shocked.