A sinister curve lifted at the corner of the man's lips. His gaze fell upon the mountain peak floating in midair, a cold glint flashing through his eyes as he said icily.
"Whoosh!!!"
Then the man stomped his foot against the ground. A streak of white light immediately erupted from beneath his feet, transforming into a massive White Tiger that lunged savagely at the mountain peak.
This White Tiger had been condensed from the White Tiger essence soul and possessed extremely terrifying strength.
"Bang!!!"
However, just as the White Tiger was about to approach the mountain peak, a streak of lightning suddenly flashed past. The White Tiger was struck apart by the lightning, turning into countless fragments.
"Hmph!"
After the White Tiger was destroyed, the man's expression changed slightly. Yet he was not overly surprised. After all, Shen Xiu was a freak; he had forced his way into the sixth-grade Martial Ancestor realm through his own strength and had even cultivated the Thunder Dragon Art to the major mastery stage. Naturally, he was no ordinary person.
"Shen Xiu, this time, I'll let you properly experience just how much your strength has improved!!!"
After saying that, the man spread his arms and shot forward once more, charging toward the mountain peak.
Elsewhere.
"Screech!!!"
At that moment, all the lightning erupted. Like sharp swords, the bolts slashed viciously toward the blood-red lightning.
Yet the instant the blood-red lightning touched those bolts, it was swallowed by them, turning into wisps of minute energy.
"H-How is this possible?!"
Witnessing this scene, the man's face instantly turned much paler. He had spent vast resources to condense this blood-red lightning, yet now it had been effortlessly devoured by a single bolt of Shen Xiu's lightning.
He found it impossible to believe.
At this moment, Shen Xiu