A tiger's roar shook heaven and earth. Fierce winds sprang up, and barren Qingshan trembled violently, its forests heaving.
Beneath the pitch-black night, a vast Azure Blade Ray swept across the Taoist Temple with unstoppable force, churning the sea of clouds and dimming the stars and moon.
"Pfft, pfft...!"
One saber stroke cleaved the sea of clouds, sending blood mist surging everywhere it passed.
Even with all their strength thrown into defense, more than a dozen Third Grade Enforcers and dozens of bald lackeys were shattered along with their treasures, without even a chance to escape.
Brother Tiger ripped open the night sky with one stroke. Like a lone general charging into an army, he gazed with tigerish eyes at the blood-filled sky and the endless enemies surrounding him. Raising his chin slightly, he said coldly, "The mortal world cannot stain an invincible heart. What of extremism? What of scheming at every turn?! In the end, it all comes down to a single stroke..."
He rested the Ancient Great Saber on his shoulder, ignoring the enemies around him as he stretched his powerful body to its fullest and said softly, "Woman, you've come this far, yet you still dare not show yourself and fight?!"
Though Brother Tiger spoke softly, his words brimmed with disdain and contempt, echoing beneath the night sky like the voice of the Great Dao.
Silence surrounded him. No one answered.
All the Bald Enforcers stared coldly at Yin Tiger without a word.
Not far away, Pan Lianrong sneered at Yin Tiger's words. "Was that meant for me? Heh, why would fine porcelain clash with a roof tile? What a brainless brute."
She paused briefly, then waved lightly. "Send six of the twelve Lingguan with a large squad of Enforcers to hunt it down. The rest will