This beast roar was very familiar to Gu Sheng. It was the cry of a tiger!
However, the might of this roar was far superior to that of the ones he had hunted before.
The beast's roar seemed to have a unique kind of magic power. The wild animals in the mountains were in uproar, and even the people in Gu's Manor who were engaged in a life-and-death battle just moments earlier felt their hearts shake, their courage waver, and their limbs tremble uncontrollably under its influence.
As the saying goes, "The tiger's roar dominates the mountain forest." This was nothing less than that.
Gu Sheng furrowed his brows instinctively, his gaze becoming serious as he looked deep into the Cang Mountain.
"Could it be another demonic blood beast has appeared?"
