Lin Yan had long been aware of this situation and had expected it. Yet he remained unmoved, merely watching with cold eyes. He was waiting—for an opportunity to appear.
The southeastern sector of the Myriad Spirits Defense Army's main camp had now been designated as the West Mountain White Tiger Clan's temporary quarters. Eight thousand White Tiger Elite Soldiers formed an array with their military tents, their Killing Intent faintly connected into one mass. Even while resting, a fierce Battle Intent permeated the air.
The White Tiger Clan was renowned throughout the Prehistoric World as a race skilled in slaughter and battle. Their individual combat strength was no weaker than that of top divine beast races such as the Dragon Phoenix Qilin.
The West Mountain White Tigers were a branch of the White Tiger Clan. Ordered by the White Tiger Clan chief, they had led a force here to aid in battle. Their commander, Bai Xiao, was at the Mysterious Immortal Mid Stage. Among the twenty-two Mysterious Immortal Realm commanders of the Myriad Spirits Defense Army, his strength ranked among the top five.
At that moment, Bai Xiao was nurturing a tiger-headed saber inside his tent. The weapon was an Innate Spiritual Treasure containing a strand of Innate Geng Gold Qi. It was incomparably sharp and had followed him through years of battle, leaving countless souls dead beneath its blade.
"Commander." A White Tiger general at the True Immortal Late Stage lifted the tent flap and entered, his expression grave. "A message has just arrived from the Main Military Tent. Liuyun Mountain's forces were ambushed by ferocious beasts eight thousand li to the southeast and are trapped in a hard fight. The central command has ordered us to hurry to their aid."
Bai Xiao paused and looked up. "Liuyunzi's bunch?