"And this giant tiger, its demonic power contains a terrifying aura of slaughter. It should be... a powerful warrior from the Celestial Demon White Tiger Race! Its strength has reached the peak of the Demon King Realm!"
Qin Yang's gaze shifted and once again fell upon the enormous, blood-golden tiger, thousands of meters in size. He exclaimed in shock.
"How could this happen, the one descending upon Earth is actually a warrior of such level!"
Even with Qin Yang's resilient disposition, unafraid and fearless, facing a being of this magnitude, his heart sank to its lowest point.
He had anticipated that someday, experts from other worlds would descend upon Earth. However, he hadn't expected it to happen so soon, and certainly not at a level this strong.
As known on the Immortal Yuan Continent, giants of this level usually remain in seclusion for years; elusive and mysterious. And now, upon Earth's descent—how can we possibly fight?
