The Fisherman Reaps the Benefits
The middle-aged man watched the scene, satisfaction and relief deep in his eyes. At last, all his efforts had paid off. This was the result he wanted!
Unfortunately, he had miscalculated one thing: he had still underestimated the ferocious beast's strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state!
The Black Mo Tiger lay on the ground, unable to get back up. The Heavenly Tribulation's lightning had yet to cease.
It knew that this time, it probably wouldn't make it through. Its amber eyes brimmed with hatred and resentment!
If not for the interference of these people, it would have had a good chance of surviving this Heavenly Tribulation!
By then, it would have become a Chaos Celestial Venerable-level powerhouse. In the future, it would even have had a chance to reach the Chaos Divine Venerable realm and transform into a spirit beast with bloodline powers!
But now, all hope was gone.
A trace of sorrow flickered deep in the Black Mo Tiger's eyes, but a moment later, an air of grim resolve covered it.
It knew these people had deliberately come while it was undergoing its tribulation because they wanted something.
But with its pride, it would never let them have it—even if it meant destroying itself. In an instant, a powerful force gathered inside its body.
Bi Fan watched in silence. Suddenly, Dragon Sable's voice rang out. "Master! This is bad! The Black Mo Tiger is going to self-destruct!"
He and Zheng Shi'an instinctively retreated. Dragon Sable hurriedly called out again, "Master, if the Black Mo Tiger self-destructs, its Inner Core will be gone!"
Bi Fan froze, then smiled wryly. "What do we do?"
Dragon Sable said gravely, "Unless we stop it from self-destructing, there's no way to preserve its Inner