The two were locked in fierce combat when suddenly, from another direction, a massive roar of a tiger echoed through the mountains.

A skeletal white tiger rose among the peaks, its true form towering at a height of sixty meters. Despite its emaciated appearance, it exuded an overwhelming majesty. With a single roar, countless gales spun out from its body, uprooting trees in its path.

Meanwhile, dozens of monks from the Formless Monastery had set up a formation to trap it in place, using the power of the formation to suppress it.

Xiao Yifeng understood immediately that another demon had been released from a different direction.