Yang Yan mischievously weighed the dregs of the potion in his hand, his gaze flickering uncertainly over the Void-Devouring Tiger.
The Void-Devouring Tiger recoiled repeatedly at the sight.
Huh?
It was actually able to move!
Without a moment's hesitation, it quickly activated the Power of Space and vanished without a trace.
A moment later, Yang Yan gathered everyone around him and took out some blood-red elixirs.
Above the elixirs, blood-red mist transformed into little elves fluttering around.
Ao Tian and the others merely took a whiff and felt a slight enhancement in their physical strength.
Their eyes couldn't help but show eagerness.
The Void-Devouring Tiger had just finished cleaning off the foul-smelling potion dregs from its body, but a strong stench still emanated from it.
Suddenly, the Void-Devouring Tiger's eyes tightened, and with a swift movement, it swallowed one of the elixirs from Yang Yan's hand.
