Lin Tiemu drew a deep breath and shouted sharply from the side, "Lin Qi, you still..."
Miao Xiangtian shot Lin Tiemu a frosty look and rebuked him coldly, "Still what? Escape this place? He can't return to the surface either! What do you want him to do? If he violated military discipline, then he must be punished. Don't tell me you don't even understand that rule?"
Lin Tiemu lowered his head. Faced with such harsh military law, even a hot-blooded man like him could say nothing more.
The nine Tiger Guards stepped forward without a word. A scorching aura blanketed the fortress's entire interior, while a terrifying baleful qi surged toward Miao Xiangtian like an overwhelming tidal sea. Miao Xiangtian's pupils suddenly contracted, and her beautiful face abruptly dimmed, like a peony flower ravaged by a wild boar's fat backside, becoming exceptionally haggard.
"You people!" Miao Xiangtian's body began to tremble violently.
The Tiger Guards qualified to stand watch over the Tiger Clan's Hall of Clan Decrees were the Tiger Clan's most core elite. The Tiger Clan's Tiger Guards had always numbered fewer than a thousand; even during the finest period in their history, there had only been thirteen hundred of them. For a vast Tiger Clan, where nearly half its members were cultivation geniuses and its demigods were countless, to have fewer than a thousand Tiger Guards showed just how powerful and valiant they were.
Every guard was a monster that had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The aura they casually emitted was enough to crush an ordinary demigod's soul. The nine Tiger Guards jointly released a thick, near-tangible bloody baleful qi, and Miao Xiangtian felt as though the flame of her soul were a dying candle in the wind, liable to go out