While Bibi Dong led the Titled Douluos in a fierce battle against Da Ming and Er Ming, Ren Tao sat in a distant tree, watching from afar.
It felt like he had come to the African Savanna to watch a pride of lions hunt.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was nowhere near as composed. Its eyes remained fixed on the small lake in the forest, every muscle twitching faintly, as though it might spring out at any moment and join the battle ahead.
"They've started fighting?"
Thunderous crashes rang out, followed by great clouds of dust. The rumbling sounded like an earthquake, leaving it unbearably anxious. It wished it could rush over and give Da Ming and Er Ming a few vicious swats itself.
The humiliation of being driven out, the suffering those two soul beasts had inflicted on it-being unable to avenge those grievances with its own paws left it seething and restless.
"This is all small fry. Life and death won't be decided until the final moment. What are you so anxious about?"
Ren Tao casually took out a piece of fruit and began eating, tossing another to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
The tiger swatted it away.
"Big Brother, what exactly are you waiting for?"
At a time like this, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had learned the art of flattery without a teacher. "With your abilities, Big Brother, once you show up, what chance would any of those fellows have? Why not go slaughter everyone in your path?"
"We're soul beasts. What would we be if we helped humans hunt down other soul beasts?"
"More importantly, if you're going to kill someone, destroy their spirit too. This time, your big brother will show you what true cruelty looks like!"
As Ren Tao spoke,