The Soul Molding process had not been as intense as Zhou Sining had imagined, but Tiger Lord's soul had proved far stronger than he expected.
By the end, even he, with his Fifth Realm mental strength, felt a little worn out.
"I wonder if it's because of the wound to my soul. My mental strength just doesn't feel anything like it used to."
Zhou Sining shook his head and did not dwell on it.
The Sand Prison Flame Demon Tiger's advancement was complete.
He looked up. Golden-red light enveloped the Sand Prison Flame Demon Tiger ahead of him, then rapidly swelled and spread.
Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...
Sixty meters!!!
The mass of light did not stop growing until it reached a full sixty meters. Then cracks appeared across its surface, one after another.
Crack!
Crack!
Once the cracks covered it completely, the shell-like mass of light shattered. It dissolved into specks of starlight, revealing the creature within.
A giant tiger, a full fifty meters tall at the shoulder, stood before Zhou Sining.
It had the shape of an enormous tiger, with powerful muscles and a sturdy build. Its fur was crimson, marked by irregular stripes of a brighter orange-red. They shone with white light, occasionally spitting threads of scorching flame.
Solid crimson plates covered its joints and vulnerable spots. A drifting, cloudlike flame curled around each ankle, making it look as though it stood atop blazing clouds.
The familiar Flame Seed pattern still marked its forehead above its eyes, so lifelike it seemed to burn. At the pattern's center, a tiger emblem formed the character for "king."
The greatest change was the broad pair of fiery wings behind its shoulders, made up of crimson feathers. Each wing stretched at least two hundred meters.
That made sense. The