Roar!
A gentle, low roar interrupted the conversation between Liang Hui and Su Yao.
By now, the White Bone Tiger Demon had finished absorbing the flesh and blood and had arrived in front of the war chariot.
Stripes of golden light appeared on the beast's body, transforming into chains that hung on the chariot.
At the same time, a storage ring flew out of the White Bone Tiger Demon's mouth and arrived in front of Liang Hui.
Liang Hui took the ring, but did not immediately inspect it, instead turning his gaze towards the significantly transformed White Bone Tiger Demon.
The formerly pure white bones now had hints of gold, and even the white Soul Fire was tinged with a golden glow.
In Liang Hui's perception, the White Bone Tiger Demon was now no weaker than a Taoist Master Level powerhouse.
It could take a punch from him and only die after that, and its intelligence had also greatly improved.
In such a state, it was no longer appropriate to call it the White Bone Tiger Demon.
