The Little Fox's ruby-like eyes were filled with disdain. She blurted out, "If it's not for eating, what's it for?"
"It's for picking!"
...
Tiger God Mountain.
This is the dwelling place of the White Tiger Race, where ancient trees tower to the sky, lush and abundant, with mountain ranges extending endlessly and soaring into the clouds.
Here live various kinds of tigers.
However, it is the Divine Beast White Tiger that reigns supreme.
Here you can see enormous tigers everywhere, hundreds or thousands of feet tall, in colors of white, gold, black, and more......
Bai Kongsheng arrived seated on the back of a flood dragon, immediately attracting the attention of countless members of the Tiger Race.
"It's the Saint Heir!"
"The Saint Heir has returned!"
"Wow, the Saint Heir has subdued a flood dragon!"
"How incredible!"
"The Saint Heir seems injured?"
"This flood dragon is truly formidable, it actually injured the Saint Heir!"
One after another, the giant tigers ran over.
