The strength of this demon tiger lay between Marrow Cleansing and Blood Exchange.
It was immune to pistol bullets, yet could be penetrated by rifle bullets, which only caused it to bleed slightly.
After it had killed all the smugglers, it used its barbed tongue to lick its wounds, licking out the bullets in the process.
It also conveniently licked its fur straight, and those shallow gunshot wounds healed up considerably.
But just then, the eyes of the demon tiger, large as copper bells, suddenly widened, and it whirled around.
Behind it, at some point, a young man had appeared—none other than Lu Li.
Though Lu Li had descended in his most ordinary form, beasts possess an uncommonly sharp intuition.
The wild beast, panicky to the extreme, bared its teeth and roared continuously, adopting a threatening stance.
Its pair of tiger ears also lay flat against its head, making its skull look smooth and rounded, a state known as "airplane ears" peculiar to felines when agitated.
