"Thank you, Envoy Zhou, for your understanding."
Qian Wenlong's face lit up with joy, and he immediately clasped his fists in thanks to Zhou Chun.
Following his guidance, Zhou Chun concealed his aura and proceeded on foot, heading toward the Tiger Den several dozen miles ahead.
Though Demon Beasts lack Divine Sense, their spiritual perception, hearing, and smell are exceptionally sharp, allowing them to detect enemies from great distances.
When Zhou Chun arrived at the base of the mountain where the Tiger Den was located, a tiger's roar erupted from above.
Roar—
The deathly roar, full of murderous intent, sounded from the mountain, and Zhou Chun's released Divine Sense instantly locked onto the target.
It was a Golden-Furred Giant Tiger, about forty to fifty yards long, with two golden fangs like long swords, ferocious beyond measure.
At this moment, it stood atop a massive rock, overlooking the area where Zhou Chun was, clearly having detected him, the intruder.
