"No offense, Brother Tiger... But I will have to end you," Bai Lung murmured with his ca calm voice, against the tumultuous roar of battle.
With a deft motion, he infused the celestial purple lightning to his shards and surprisingly it worked, which was honey on top of milk.
The fusion worked seamlessly and the shards now crackling with intensified power.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
In an instant, the shards sliced through the air, meeting the Tiger's flesh with merciless precision.
The beast's head was severed cleanly, its mighty form collapsing lifelessly to the ground.
The Tiger's essence, once fierce and indomitable, now dissipated into the ether, leaving only a silent forest.
'Damn, I thought that beast was powerful but turns out it was a sheep in fox's clothing,' Bai Lung mused inwardly, a wry smile playing on his lips as he gazed upon his fallen 'prey'.
