"BOOM!"
One of the Guardians struck out with his palm. His target was not ye chen but the black Tiger.
"Ah!"
With a scream, the black Tiger fell to the ground in pain.
"Great Guardian!"
The black Tiger's face twisted in pain, as if it was begging the great Guardian for mercy.
"Black Tiger, you're a half-step true immortal, but you're so afraid of this man. You've really impressed us."
"That's right, Black Tiger, are you an idiot?"
"Do it now. Don't worry, I'll protect you!"
The three great guardians spoke at the same time. The black Tiger understood that it had to attack even if it did not want to. In that case, it would use its strongest force. Even if it could not severely injure ye chen, it could at least save its life.
The black Tiger flew up, gathering all the netherworld energy in its body and casting an immortal spell.
"Zi Zi Zi!"
The netherenergy Tiger appeared around him and aimed at ye chen.
