"Roar!"
The majestic Tiger-Headed Serpent Jiao, having torn its opponent to shreds, let out a furious roar towards the sky. However, those lifeless tiger eyes signaled that it may not be acting on its own will but instead under the influence of its master, Xu Huan.
As for Xu Huan's opponent, a middle-aged man who had been brimming with vigor, his face turned deathly pale after his Meridian Spirit had been destroyed by the Tiger-Headed Serpent Jiao.
Although a Meridian Spirit may seem like an external entity, since it has been refined by a Cultivator, there naturally exists a connection. And this time, the Meridian Spirit was directly torn apart, inflicting substantial damage on the middle-aged man.
"You have given me leeway!"
Because of the observation of the special envoy, Xia Yong, Xu Huan didn't act too ostentatiously. After showing off the might of his Tiger-Headed Serpent Jiao's Meridian Spirit, he simply clasped his fist towards his pale-faced opponent.
