With his physical body, if he were slightly scratched by the Tiger Demon, he would probably be paralyzed.
Mo Hua's head hurt a little, and he became increasingly shocked and confused in his heart:
"Isn't the tiger the king among the demons?"
"Isn't it common for Tiger Demons to be solitary? The strong act alone, while the weak group together. Where did so many tigers come from?"
Mo Hua had no intention of battling these ferocious tigers. But these tigers kept chasing him.
This group of tigers pursued fiercely, while Mo Hua fled. They tangled for a good thirty minutes, causing Mo Hua to furrow his brows.
"I don't even know if killing a tiger would incur some fateful evilness..."
"After all, tigers aren't human."
Just as Mo Hua's eyes filled with increasing murderous intent, suddenly a roar from a Tiger Demon echoed through the mountains and forests.
This roar was more resonant, more vigorous, and sounded very familiar to Mo Hua.
"Is this... Big Tiger?!"
