In the sky above, there were six White Tigers. Atop five of them sat five women dressed in white hunting attire.
Both humans and tigers were of the Fifth Grade.
Peak Fifth Grade!
The faint aura they naturally exuded from the air made all the birds in the city duck their heads and the Exotic Beasts tremble in fear, looking as if they were about to lose control of their bowels.
The major factions grew secretly tense.
They had agreed on five Fifth Grade masters.
But now, there were a full twelve Peak Fifth Grade masters in the city.
One had to understand that the gap between different Fifth Grade masters could also be immense.
Someone at the Initial Entry or Senior levels of Fifth Grade would likely be taken out in a single combo if they faced a Peak-level White Tiger head-on.
It was no wonder they were nervous.
The upper and middle echelons of the various families were fine, as they knew what was happening.
