Chapter 749: The White Tiger Race is Finished

“The White Tiger Beast Soul… has been devoured!”

The crowd stared in shock at Changmao, who was roaring toward the sky, and cried out in disbelief. The White Tiger Race’s greatest trump card had just been devoured by Shen Haoran and Changmao!

BOOM…

At the same time, a thunderous roar echoed from the side. The White Tiger Clan’s ancestor was finally no match for Fire Vajra and was struck by a single punch. His body shot toward the ground like a cannonball, and he didn’t move again. The already disadvantaged White Tiger Race was instantly plunged into an endless abyss.

This battle had originally been a fight between the High Tier combatants of the White Tiger Race. Now, the White Tiger Beast Soul had been devoured through the combined efforts of Shen Haoran and Changmao. Although Shen Haoran was now completely exhausted, unable to even stand, Changmao’s power had soared from devouring the White Tiger Beast Soul. Not only had Shen Haoran’s side not lost any combat strength, but it had actually increased. Meanwhile, in the other fight, the White Tiger Race’s ancestor, who had been weaker than Fire Vajra to begin with, had been struck down with a single punch, his fate unknown. Of all the White Tiger Race’s High Tier combatants, only Bai Zhennan remained!

“Damn it!” Bai Zhennan’s expression was thunderous as he looked at the defeated White Tiger Beast Soul and the clan’s ancestor. A battle where victory had been in his grasp had been forcefully turned around and won by Shen Haoran. If not for that one sword strike from Shen Haoran, the White Tiger Beast Soul might have been able to fight Changmao for a few more rounds, perhaps even devouring Changmao’s remnant soul. But there are no ‘what ifs’ in reality. Shen Haoran’s single strike had completely sealed the White Tiger Race’s doom.

Bai Zhennan threw a punch to force Lady Ya back, creating distance before turning to glare coldly at Shen Haoran. His chest heaved violently. Lady Ya had also put him under immense pressure. At this point, Bai Zhennan didn’t have much combat power left.

Bai Zhennan glanced at Shen Haoran, then his gaze swept over the members of the White Tiger Race below. While Xue Ling had kept their Elders occupied without killing them, the other Martial Artists of the White Tiger Race had suffered heavy casualties. ‘My White Tiger Race… is truly finished!’

‘Where there’s life, there’s hope… Flee!’ Bai Zhennan cried out in his heart. He shot Shen Haoran one last venomous glare before turning and blasting away, heading out of Central City.

“Trying to escape!” Seeing Bai Zhennan attempt to flee, Lady Ya snorted coldly. Her figure flashed as she gave chase at high speed. Fire Vajra didn’t hesitate either, transforming into a crimson streak of light and following after Lady Ya and Bai Zhennan.

The Martial Artists of Central City watched Bai Zhennan’s fleeing figure with a bitter taste in their mouths. They never imagined that the White Tiger Race, one of the Four Great Divine Beast Families that had stood tall in Central City for hundreds of years, would be shattered by Shen Haoran alone. That once-illustrious clan had fallen, just like that.

In three other corners of Central City, the Clan Leaders of the Vermilion Bird, Cyan Dragon, and Black Tortoise Races were all watching the battle intently. When they saw Bai Zhennan’s figure fleeing, they couldn’t help but let out a long sigh. They hadn’t expected the battle to be resolved so quickly. The power Shen Haoran now possessed had reached a point where he could annihilate any one of them at any time.

At this thought, they couldn’t help but recall the first time they had met Shen Haoran. Back then, he was just a kid from the Human Race with no background or power to speak of. But now, Shen Haoran was already a powerhouse who could stand with them as an equal—or was perhaps even stronger.

“Fortunately, my Cyan Dragon Race is on good terms with Shen Haoran!” Long Xiaotian said, feeling rather lucky. He couldn’t hide the smile on his face. Shen Haoran and Long Aotian were sworn brothers with a deep bond. Perhaps the Cyan Dragon Race could even leverage this relationship to raise the clan’s power to a new level.

“Father, it’s best not to think about using Brother Shen. As long as we treat him with sincerity, we will naturally earn his help,” Long Aotian said, seemingly having read his father’s mind. Hearing this, Long Xiaotian nodded. They had known Shen Haoran for some time and had a basic understanding of his character.

In contrast to the Cyan Dragon Race’s optimism, Feng Qingwu of the Vermilion Bird Race looked as though he had just eaten a bitter melon. His Vermilion Bird Race had previously joined the White Tiger Race in oppressing Shen Haoran. He could only hope now that Shen Haoran wouldn’t turn his attention to them.

While the other three great families were lost in their various thoughts, Fire Vajra and Lady Ya returned from outside Central City. However, the two of them had not managed to capture Bai Zhennan.

“He escaped!” A hint of frustration appeared on Lady Ya’s face. “After all, Bai Zhennan is a Spirit Emperor Tier expert. It’s very difficult to capture someone of that level if they’re determined to flee.”

“But even if he isn’t dead, he’s crippled!” Lady Ya held out her blood-soaked hands. “Hunted by both me and Fire Vajra, Bai Zhennan naturally had to pay a huge price to escape. This time, even if he survived, he’s finished!”

“It’s fine,” Shen Haoran said, waving his hand nonchalantly. He had already recovered a small portion of his Spiritual Power. Bai Zhennan was no longer a threat to him.

Shen Haoran stepped forward, looked down at the members of the White Tiger Race, and said in a cold voice, “Bai Zhennan has already paid the debt the White Tiger Race owed me. I have no desire to kill you. I’ll give you two days. Get out of Central City, and never take a single step back inside. If I find out you’ve gone back on your word, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth and show no mercy!”

Hearing Shen Haoran’s words, the expressions of the many White Tiger Race Martial Artists below turned ugly. Central City was the home where they had lived for hundreds of years, and now Shen Haoran was driving them out. It was a difficult truth for them to accept.

However, when they remembered that even Bai Zhennan had fled Central City, they had no choice but to accept reality. The White Tiger Race had tried to kill Shen Haoran time and time again. The fact that he was sparing them now was a blessing in their misfortune. They could only accept this outcome and silently begin their withdrawal from Central City.

“The White Tiger Race is finished!”

The Martial Artists within Central City sighed as they watched the White Tiger Race being driven out. Shen Haoran had truly, with his power alone, pulled the White Tiger Race down from its pedestal. It was nothing short of a miracle!

“Lady Ya, from now on, the White Tiger Race’s territory belongs to your Fox Race,” Shen Haoran said softly as he watched the members of the White Tiger Race leaving one after another. The White Tiger Race was gone, but Shen Haoran had no intention of sharing this huge prize with anyone else. The Fox Race needed to establish itself in Central City, and the White Tiger Race’s former territory would provide them with the perfect foundation. As for how they would develop in the future, that would depend on Lady Ya’s abilities.

Outside Central City, a pale-faced Bai Zhennan leaned against a towering tree. His aura was incredibly weak, and a trickle of blood hung at the corner of his mouth. It was clear he had suffered severe internal injuries.

“Shen Haoran, sooner or later, I will make you pay for this!” Bai Zhennan shot a venomous glare in the direction of Central City, then vanished into the mountain forest…