Truth be told,
White Tiger came today to see Xuanwu make a fool of himself.
He had a way of mastering authority by advancing into Profound and True Martial Arts.
Regarding this so-called "heretical technique"
Even those in the Holy Sect are not good people.
The other three saints were unwilling and didn't want to try it.
But now,
White Tiger looked at Xuanwu not far away.
On his body, there was a strong aura of the power of authority.
At least 25% or more.
Although it was still a bit weaker than him,
But White Tiger, from entering cultivation to the present, had nearly ten years of Kung Fu, far exceeding Xuanwu.
If he wasn't stronger than Xuanwu, he might as well just find a piece of tofu and head-butt it to death.
However...
In the depths of White Tiger's eyes, a hint of barely detectable jealousy flashed.
He had gained such a powerful strength through many years of hard work.
Xuanwu had achieved it in such a short time relying on the heretical technique.
