White Tiger

Within the Divine Relic Site, Vermilion Bird's sword shattered the illusion. Yet at the very instant the space shifted, an unprecedented sense of danger struck.

Caught completely off guard, heaven and earth darkened together. Amid the shimmering streams of light, streaks of white radiance shot past, their powerful aura making space-time tremble without cease.

Ning Chen's expression tightened. His figure flashed, True Phoenix Fire surged forth, and Star Soul revealed its edge. The instant he drew his sword, he forcefully withstood the divine might.

With a resounding bang, sword light scattered in every direction. The aftershock shook violently, instantly sending both men back more than a dozen paces.

"White Tiger."

Every strand of white light surrounding them carried an aura no weaker than theirs. Its frenzied killing intent could drive one mad. Among the Four Symbols Divine Beings, the only deity who ruled slaughter had finally revealed itself.

Both their expressions grew grave. They had not expected to encounter the worst possible situation after all.

Nine streaks of white radiance rose and fell in the dim world. The nine incarnations of the White Tiger deity exuded an extraordinarily powerful pressure, making it hard even to breathe.

"Be careful."

Ning Chen gave a warning. Phoenix fire surged violently around him. White Tiger bore the heaviest burden of slaughter among the Four Symbols Divine Beings. This meant that what awaited them was no longer a trial, but life and death.

Vermilion Bird answered, condensing essence into his sword. Vermilion Bird Divine Fire surged forth as well, opening the domain of flames once more.

Phoenix and Vermilion Bird joined forces. The Fire Deity faced the god of slaughter. Before the battle had even begun, the immense pressure had already twisted the entire space.

"Roar!"

Amid an earthshaking beastly roar, the nine White Tiger