Han Changming nodded and waited quietly.
The young man in golden robes flipped his right hand, and with a flash of azure light, a palm-sized azure paper crane appeared in his hand. Its surface was covered in mysterious runes, giving off an astonishing fluctuation of spiritual energy.
"A talisman soldier!"
A flicker of surprise passed through Ye Xue's beautiful eyes. She recognized at once that this was a Spirit Transformation-stage talisman soldier. The Xie Clan was quite formidable indeed—even their patrolling cultivators possessed Spirit Transformation-stage talisman soldiers.
The young man in golden robes gave his wrist a light shake, sending the azure paper crane flying. The runes on its surface all lit up brilliantly as its body rapidly expanded. The young man in golden robes spoke a few words and struck it with a spell seal.
The azure paper crane fiercely flapped its wings and shot away through the air as a streak of azure light.
A tiger's roar that resounded through heaven and earth came from the horizon. Han Wenlong turned toward its source and saw a streak of golden light in the distant sky, rapidly flying toward them.
Before long, the golden light came to a halt, revealing an enormous golden tiger. A pair of golden fleshy wings grew from its back, while golden flames wrapped around its four limbs.
"A sixth-rank Golden Flame Tiger!"
Han Wenlong narrowed his eyes, an interested look appearing on his face.
A group of cultivators stood on the Golden Flame Tiger's back. Their sleeves were all embroidered with a miniature tiger, clearly the mark of some faction.
At their head was a burly man in golden robes with thick brows. He had the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear, broad shoulders and a thick waist, with a murderous