A pillar of light rose from Wei Yuan's hammer, shooting straight into the sky. Inside the light, a Yin Tiger roared silently, its imposing presence fully displayed. Although the Power Witches present were battle-hardened, rolling between life and death daily, at this moment, most felt a shiver of fear.
This Yin Tiger, although not a Divine Beast, was very close to one. The blade's inherent spirituality could be used until the late stage of the Imperial View. In Fengmang Fortress, only two Desert Witch weapons matched this level.
Mad Bull trembled as he held the knife, feeling the Yin Tiger roaming through the blade, naturally forming a faint connection with him, allowing him to vaguely sense the Yin Tiger's emotions.
