On Azure Lotus Island, Zhao Meier held Jin Yu at bay, while Madam Golden Butterfly and Liu Haodong were locked in battle with the Rank 4 Puppet Beast. Purple Moon Fairy was stopped by the Mystic Yellow Mirror.
Wang Xiansheng panted heavily, his gaze fixed on the Cyan Flood Dragon high in the sky.
At this moment, the black thundercloud above Wang Qingshan's residence had shrunk by more than half. The Thunder Tribulation had reached its most critical moment.
With a flick of his wrist, Wang Xiansheng sent out a streak of green light. An azure giant tiger, three zhang long and over one zhang tall, emerged. A pair of enormous azure wings grew from its back.
The Wind Chasing Tiger—his ancestors had left it to him. It was already Third Order Mid Grade.
Roar!
As though it sensed something, the Wind Chasing Tiger let out an enraged roar.
Wang Xiansheng gently stroked the Wind Chasing Tiger's head and said in a low voice, "With my blood, I offer tribute to Xuanyuan. Are you afraid of death?"
The Wind Chasing Tiger let out a resounding roar, as if answering Wang Xiansheng.
"I knew you weren't afraid. If even you aren't afraid, what do I have to fear?"
Wang Xiansheng spoke to himself, a look of readiness to face death appearing on his face.
Azure light blazed from his body as he merged into the Wind Chasing Tiger.
The Wind Chasing Tiger gave an odd howl. Its body swelled drastically, and its aura surged with it, rising from Third Order Mid Grade to Tier 3 High-Grade. Its face twisted and warped, transforming into Wang Xiansheng's features.
Roar!
The Wind Chasing Tiger beat its wings and flew toward the Cyan Flood Dragon at tremendous speed.
More than a dozen Third-Order Puppet Beasts