Under a stone pillar, a demon tiger as large as a small mountain crouched.
The demon tiger's body was long and muscular, with fur as red as flames growing on its surface. On its back were a pair of black wings, which had no fur but were covered with diamond-shaped scales, resembling two black blades, giving it a formidable presence.
Beside the demon tiger, stood a tall and imposing member of the wild tribe. He was a head taller than ordinary people, with eyes that sparkled with a fierce gleam, exuding an aura of thunder.
"It's the Purple Flame Flying Tiger! The combat power of an adult Purple Flame Flying Tiger is enough to rival top experts in the True Yuan Realm. Someone actually uses it as a mount."
"Well, just look at who its owner is. The beast taming skills of the wild tribe are not just for show."
