On a desolate hill, a sturdy tiger-shaped great demon, standing four to five meters tall, held sway. Lying in front of it were four equally huge beasts whose names our hero didn't know, torn limb from limb.
"Crunch~" With a great chomp of its jaws, the body of the beast on the ground was immediately bitten in half, one half of which went straight into the jaw of this dazzling golden tiger.
"Creak~" The bones and flesh were crushed and torn under the sharp teeth.
A kilometre away, behind a small hill, Shen Zhui quietly watched this scene.
"Glittering Gold Tiger, early-stage Spirit Bridge Realm, huh? No wonder it can control both the powers of earth and gold." Shen Zhui contrasted the details with the information he had, finally realizing the rhythm of the Glittering Gold Tiger's movements.
