Its hind legs were already in the air, relying solely on its two front legs for support, and now unable to bear the weight, it had no choice but to lie prone on the ground, scrabbling fruitlessly at the earth.

In the next moment, it was yanked up forcefully by a great strength.

Tracing an arc in midair, it was slammed violently onto the ground by Su Mo.

This impact was indeed extraordinary, shaking the entire mountain; after the White Tiger landed, it even attempted to roll over and get up - how could Su Mo tolerate such defiance?

Without waiting for the White Tiger to stand, it was again pulled up and ruthlessly smashed onto another section of the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Once Su Mo started tossing, it seemed there was no end in sight.

From the left side to the right, then from right back to left.

From the ground onto the mountain wall, then from the mountain wall to the Tiger Lord Hall.

The Tiger Lord Hall collapsed, the mountain wall shattered, and the ground was pummeled into one large crater after another.

The little bridge in the babbling brook was now entirely broken into wooden debris.

The splashing water scattered everywhere.

The High Priest and the Chief Steward narrowly avoided getting hit several times, almost crushed to death by the White Tiger.

From then on, they kept their distance, instructing their underlings to watch from afar and absolutely not get close…

Even so, it was possible for Su Mo to casually flick his wrist, and by accident, the White Tiger would end up right in front of them.

If this were called an accident, the High Priest wouldn't believe it even if she were beaten to death.

This was clearly deliberate retaliation.

Ever since Su Mo grabbed the tiger's tail and threw it for the first time, it seemed he had taken a liking to this sport.

Initially, the White Tiger was still considering getting up to continue the fight with Su Mo.

But it quickly came to terms with reality, the reality that it was unrealistic to resist…

So it just let things take their course.

Allowing Su Mo to toss it around as he pleased.

After all, its body of steel and iron most likely wouldn't die just from being thrown around a few times.

It just seemed that Su Mo did not look like he would tire.

Sometimes it symbolically turned its head to grimace at Su Mo a couple of times, then was obediently smashed again.

Eventually, even Su Mo felt that this was not the way to go.

After all, relying on the White Tiger's own weight to smash it did create a huge commotion, but the actual effect was negligible.

This thing was indeed very hard to kill.

However, if Su Mo really wanted to kill it, it was not something he couldn't achieve.

With a thought, Su Mo suddenly flung the White Tiger away.

The White Tiger had even forgotten to resist this time.

After being thrown out, it did not adjust its posture in midair, allowing itself to crash onto the ground and then wait for the next toss.

But the wait was in vain, the next toss never came.

It lifted its head somewhat puzzled and looked towards Su Mo...

Its eyes full of "why aren't you coming anymore?"

"Have you become addicted to being thrown?"

Su Mo was caught between laughter and tears for a moment, and gazing into the now somewhat lazy White Tiger's eyes, he spoke softly:

"Seems like you, this monstrous beast, aren't completely devoid of wisdom.

"Killing you outright does seem a bit of a waste, to be honest.

"The White Tiger Clan has cultivated you for so many years, so I will give you an opportunity.

"If you are willing to follow me, I will spare your life today; you come with me.

"If you refuse, I will beat you to death here; you cannot blame your fate."

In response to Su Mo, all he heard was a tiger's roar.

This time the White Tiger finally understood; Su Mo had stopped throwing it. It immediately rolled over and stood up, eyes locked onto Su Mo, gathering its killing intent anew.

But in the next instant, its pupils suddenly contracted.

A faint smile still hung on Su Mo's face, but his eyes had begun to show hints of purple.

A distant bell's toll thundered forth, and surrounding him, emerged a layer of a crude-shaped golden bell, like an eternally unbreakable ancient existence.

Accompanied by the uplifting chorus of the Longxiang Wisdom, dragon-shaped Qi Force intertwined with purple light, spiraling around the Golden Bell, thirteen strands in total.

Each strand's Pure Yang Inner Power was so intense that it was daunting to even look directly at.

The might and power surged, the ground could scarcely bear it, and nearby rocks instantaneously burst into dust.

This was the first time since Su Mo's martial arts achievement that he had channeled all he had learned with all his might.

He had never used his full power with Longxiang Wisdom before; that day within the Iron Blood Escort Agency, when facing Yang Yizhi's strike, he had used two dragon-shaped Qi Force.

After that, whether in combat with the Youquan Sect master or with the Night Lord.

He had never fully unleashed the power of these thirteen paths.

Since his mastery of the Yixuan Divine Skill, all he had learned had been integrated and interconnected.

Able to separate or unite, to complement and enhance each other.

Now, activating the Twelve grade Golden Bell Shield, Longxiang Wisdom, Nine Nine Primordial Yang Skill, and merging with Yixuan Divine Skill, various extraordinary phenomena immediately manifested, dazzling and bewildering those who saw, enough to cause heartbreak and fear!

The High Priest and the Chief Steward were utterly shattered with fear.

"How can there be such a person in this world?"

The High Priest muttered to herself.

The Chief Steward, on the other hand, sincerely thanked the High Priest for intervening in the battle between Su Mo and himself that day; otherwise, he would have been pushing up daisies by now.

As for those attendants, they were speechless with shock.

Not to mention them, even Yang Xiaoyun and Xu Lu had never seen Su Mo like this.

Xu Lu couldn't help muttering to herself:

"When will Master teach me these martial arts?"

"..."

Yang Xiaoyun was awakened by this sound and turned to glance at Xu Lu:

"Learn the Qiankun Acupoint Technique thoroughly first, you can't even secure Jun Luo with an acupoint seal."

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