In the next moment, the White Tiger Demon Venerable straightened, confidently striding towards Jiang Shu.
The punch just now hadn't caused much damage to this White Tiger.
"Interesting, is this the Gold Dao Master's inheritance?"
Jiang Shu's eyes turned cold as he looked at his right fist, where there was a thin, long wound.
There's no doubt this was left by the previous clash between them.
In some ways, the Golden Dao is akin to the Power Dao, possessing both offense and defense.
"But that makes it interesting, finally a demon that's worth looking at."
Jiang Shu grinned.
At that moment, a White Tiger pounced again, radiating gold light and cutting through everything with sharp qi.
Every strand of the White Tiger's fur stood on end, absorbing the vast power of the surrounding Golden Dao.
Facing this attack, Jiang Shu snarled, and chaotic brilliance surged in his eyes.
"Kill!"
