Song Junhou's combat experience was indeed considerable. With the Winged Tigers closing in, he knew that further trouble was brewing.0

Even facing a single Winged Tiger King was already a formidable task, as it was a ninth-order powerhouse while he was only at the eighth. Only by leveraging his golden bloodline could he narrow this gap. However, the prior exertion had taken a considerable toll, and with so many Winged Tigers around—four of them at the eighth order and the rest at the seventh… it would be like ants overpowering an elephant, except he was no elephant and they were no ants.0

He had to flee and he had to flee now.0

In an instant, he made his decision. Continuing the fight would lead to certain death. Escape was the only viable option.0

A fierce golden light suddenly burst forth, and the golden lion silhouette emerged again.0

With its appearance,...0