Ye Qing and Papersmith continued forward as if they couldn’t feel the pressure though. Every time Ye Qing took a step, the roaring white tiger in the sky would back a step, and the powerful wind that swept heaven and earth would fall back a tad.0

By the time Ye Qing reached the entrance of White Tiger Monastery, he white tiger had been forced all the way back into the dark clouds, afraid to show its face. As for the powerful wind, it had been pushed back into the monastery itself and toppled over walls.0

It was at this moment a man wearing a Taoist robe stepped out from inside the monastery. He had a human body but a tiger’s head.0

The wind that was pushed back abruptly grew stronger in power and shot high into the sky. Then,...0