As time slowly passed, the third-level Mutated Giant Tiger trapped in the blood-colored sea roared incessantly, trying to break free from its bonds.
But no matter how it struggled, it was all in vain.
Eventually, the Mutated Giant Tiger showed a look of despair, and its roars turned into a piercing wail, like the wails of ghosts from hell, sending a shiver down anyone's spine.
The body of the Mutated Giant Tiger was covered with Blood-colored Vines.
Those sharp Bloodthirsty Vines crazily burrowed into the wounds and mouth and nose of the Mutated Giant Tiger, penetrating deeper into its body.
They continuously sucked the blood of the third-order Fierce Beast, just like pumps placed in a pool to draw water.
In no time, the once majestic and robust Mutated Giant Tiger shriveled under Lu Chuan's watchful eyes, its gaze dimming.
The screams of the Mutated Giant Tiger grew fainter and finally disappeared.
