Dragon Subduing Tiger True Essence

"Your sect's fighting was fierce enough."

Zhou You had said it from the heart.

There were well over a hundred Witch Clan Tribes besieging the foot of Dayin Mountain. Their scale far surpassed that of the prefectural city, and they had even more experts.

The number of Witch Clan Martial Artists capable of matching the gigantic tiger spanning the heavens reached double digits, most of them Mid-stage Strong Martial. Fourth Heaven and Fifth Heaven cultivators were hardly rare.

If not for the tiger corpse erecting a long bridge of saber light to guide him in, it would not have been easy for him to force his way inside.

"Not bad. The witchmen are merely clowns hopping on a beam. How could they be a match for my Dayin Mountain?"

Yan Baihu was greatly satisfied with the great medicine. After solemnly accepting it, he seemed to recall something. "Stay a moment. The old ancestor wishes to see you."

A moment later, the sound of fleshy paw pads scraping against rock came from the mountainside.

A young girl rode a fierce tiger as it leaped onto the mountaintop. She lay sprawled across its back, her bare back appearing and disappearing amid its drifting fur.

This was a white tiger over ten meters long. Unlike ordinary tigers with their golden and black coats, its black and white markings were sharply distinct.

What was going on?

Zhou You subconsciously looked overhead. The gigantic tiger stretching across the heavens was still there, so who was this before him?

Yan Baihu gave him a look, indicating that everything was normal and that he should not make a fuss. The old ancestor's methods were as myriad and strange as the stars in the sky.

The girl riding the white tiger was clearly one of Tiger Corpse's beloved