For Xing Tian to travel from Mount Buzhou to the outskirts of the Central Continent and obtain permission to hunt within a million-mile radius,
he had needed the Tiger-Head Great Shaman's approval.
Without the Tiger-Head Great Shaman's permission, Xing Tian would never have had the chance to lead his Hunter Team in pursuit of prey within this territory.
But no matter how much prey Xing Tian hunted, he had to hand over fifty percent of anything below the Great Unity Golden Immortal Realm.
If he could hunt down Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Fierce Beasts, or Spirit Beasts at the Great Unity Golden Immortal Realm or above,
then Xing Tian could keep seventy percent himself and hand thirty percent over to the Tiger-Head Great Shaman.
After all, dealing with Fierce Beasts, Spirit Beasts, or Spirit Plants at the Great Unity Golden Immortal Realm or above carried enormous risks.
Even though Xing Tian had reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm.
Still.
Among his hundred-strong team, the vast majority of Witch Clan Warriors and hunters were only at the early Great Unity Golden Immortal Realm or the peak Golden Immortal Realm.
This team had followed Xing Tian for less than a thousand years.
He had gathered them along his journey to the Border Mountain Forest in the Central Continent's Borderlands, taking people in and expanding his ranks as he went.
Within this hundred-strong Hunter Team,
every Witch Clan fighter possessed a different aura, strength, and fighting style, each bizarre in their own way.
Yet at that moment, the Tiger-Head Great Shaman rode his White Tiger mount straight into the encirclement, and the White Tiger's claws were already pressing down on the Spirit Vine firmly bound by the black arrow ropes of Xing Tian's hundred hunters.
The Tiger-Head Great Shaman's intention was