Master Tiger rolled across the ground, dodging the ghost flames and the blade trailing a chill wind... sweat had already beaded on his forehead.
He knew that unless he dealt with these ghost flames quickly, that elusive blade would bleed him dry, cut by cut.
As the flames swarmed him, he put away his long saber and swiftly darted thirty feet away, drawing all the fireballs behind him.
He inhaled sharply, turned back with glaring eyes and bristling brows, and opened his mouth wide. The savage beast's energy surged in his chest as he unleashed an earth-shaking tiger's roar!
The air itself seemed compressed by that earth-shaking roar!
Visible ripples pinned every ghost flame in midair.
Tiger Guard · Roar
This tiger's roar was not merely loud; it also carried the majesty of the king of beasts.
The tiger was the Mountain Lord.
Even an ordinary tiger could not be approached by common demons in the mountains, such was its innate bloodline suppression and the absolute terror of a flesh-eating beast.
All the more so when these demon-soul ghost flames had once died beneath Master Tiger's blade.
The ghost flames lasted only a few breaths in midair before dissolving into wisps of smoke amid the sound waves, vanishing without a trace.
With a single roar, Master Tiger had actually dispersed hundreds of ghost flames.
At the same time, a saber-wielding figure tumbled out of the air ahead amid a spray of bloody mist.
Crimson blood streamed from his ears, mouth, nose, and eyes. He fell to the ground, unable to rise!
It was none other than the Daoist acolyte Feiguang, who had concealed himself within the Grand Formation.
When Master Tiger roared, he had been unable to dodge and was right at the center of the sound waves. As the