The space before Mu Chen shook. Then, like a ripple in a body of water, a petite figure slowly appeared. As Mu Chen saw this figure appearing, his tense body relaxed completely.
It was Mandela, who had manifested before Mu Chen. Her tiny face was cold, and her big golden eyes looked at the charging raging lion with indifference. She then extended her slender hand, before patting the lion softly.
Bam!
With a light pat, the raging tiger that even Grade Five Sovereigns would find troublesome shattered like a piece of fragile glass! However, Mandela's face was devoid of any expression.
As she formed a cup with her hand, the light spots gathered in her palm, transforming into a spiritual energy ball of light. The ferocious spiritual energy was as gentle as a sheep in her hands.
