"Could this Demon Tiger be the Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger of the Southern Forest's Tiger-head Tribe?"
Shui Linglong looked at the crimson giant tiger blocking in front of Yan Hu, a hint of surprise and doubt flashing across her delicate, pretty face.
"There was a circulation method hidden in that roar just now; it's definitely not an ordinary case of Beast Taming. Plus, with that ever-burning flame on its tail, it can't be mistaken."
Gu Xifeng stared at the crimson tiger; even her usually indifferent face grew a bit more grave.
Hearing this, Shui Linglong's Daimei slightly furrowed. The Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger was also the king of beasts in the Southern Forest; in the Tiger-head Tribe, only the Clan Leader's blood relatives could command it.
Since a Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger had appeared here, this young Wild tribe warrior's identity was likely not simple. Shui Linglong had no idea how Luo Feng had gotten involved with a powerhouse from the Wild tribe.
