The killing aura over the Vast Ancient Plains had yet to fully disperse.
Ye Tian and his companions had already pierced through the beast tide like a sharp sword and entered an even older, more secluded mountain range.
Ancient trees towered here, their branches coiling like dragons and blotting out the sky, casting everything in an eerie gloom.
Only faint slivers of sunlight could penetrate the canopy.
It was utterly terrifying, as though countless Dark Fierce Beasts lurked within, waiting for the chance to claim lives.
The air carried the damp scent of rotting leaves and a faint, savage pressure.
Deep within the mountains, the presence resonating with the fragments of the primordial heavenly dao laws inside Ye Tian grew clearer and stronger.
Yet a land of opportunity was also a place of peril.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
A deafening tiger's roar suddenly erupted from a pitch-black valley ahead.
The sound waves seemed almost tangible, shaking rocks loose from the surrounding mountains, rocking ancient trees, and sending leaves fluttering down.
Then came a dark aura, violent and chaotic, filled with the will to destroy.
It shot into the sky, churning the wind and clouds!
It was as though an ancient fierce beast had emerged, unstoppable.
An enormous white blur lunged out of the valley, bringing a blood-reeking gale and deathly stillness!
It was a gigantic tiger. His fur should have been a sacred, snowy white, but now dense, ink-black dark power coiled around it, leaving him mottled and hideous.
His body was as large as a small mountain, his knotted muscles brimming with explosive strength.
The claws on his four limbs glittered coldly, capable of tearing through space with ease and striking terror into the heart.
Most chilling of all were his eyes, which had turned completely scarlet.
Nothing remained in