Hmph!
Seeing the giant axe in Shen Xiu's hand, the White Tiger gave a cold snort. Its tiger eyes locked tightly onto Shen Xiu, and then its massive claw viciously slammed down at him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under the White Tiger's assault, Shen Xiu's body was sent flying backward uncontrollably. Blood spurted constantly from his mouth along the way, and his face turned deathly pale.
"Damn it, what exactly is this thing?!"
Shen Xiu looked at the giant axe in his hand and could not help cursing. Then, gritting his teeth, he stabilized the injuries within his body. With a flash, he charged at the White Tiger once more. This time, he held nothing back, fully activating the spiritual essence within him. Clenching both fists, he savagely blasted them toward the White Tiger.
Boom!
Crack!
Pfft!
Yet, just as Shen Xiu's attack came crashing down, the White Tiger suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Its enormous body then turned into a pile of ashes.
"Is it dead already?"
Watching the ashes vanish within the giant tower, Shen Xiu could not help staring blankly. A trace of shock flickered in his eyes.
"This White Tiger seemed quite powerful."
Shen Xiu muttered to himself. Though this White Tiger was not a true White Tiger, the strength of its physical body had definitely reached the peak level of a Sacred Beast. If it had been an ordinary Half-Emperor expert, killing this White Tiger would have been exceedingly difficult.
Moreover, before the White Tiger died, it had poured all the Soul Power within its body into the giant tower. Without that Soul Power, Shen Xiu would never have been able to kill it.
"It seems this thing should be the Spirit of the Artifact within the giant tower."
Shen Xiu muttered.
"But this