"Not bad, big cat. After promoting your soul intent, you've directly advanced to the peak of the first tier." When the power of the soul intent circles burst beneath the White Tiger Troy, forming a hurricane pillar, Muria, who had cleverly dodged to one side, reemerged at the side of the large cat when the wind pillar dissipated.
"Not bad?" The snow-white White Tiger, his mouth curled, his eyes showing a hint of annoyance. "During your advancement, you directly formed eighteen soul-intent circles. Such a large number of soul-intent circles and yet, you haven't reached the peak of the soul-intent first tier. That implies that your soul still has potential to be unearthed.
As for me, after forming only twelve soul-intent circles, I directly entered the peak of the soul intent first tier, unless I advance to the second tier, the number of my Soul Intent Circles will not increase any longer.
