In the line of sight, the gleaming claws grew larger.
"Sister! Run!"
Despair flickered in the eyes of the Female Cultivator Chu. With her last Spiritual Power, she summoned a cloud-like defensive Magical Treasure, forming a thin mist in front of her.
She knew the hastily summoned cloud veil could hardly withstand the tiger demon's deadly assault.
"I only hope my sister can escape alive..."
The Female Cultivator Chu smiled wryly and closed her eyes, awaiting the final pain and darkness.
The foul wind like blades scraped her face.
A thick, acrid Demon Qi filled Chu Yuehua's mouth and nose.
However, the anticipated pain of her body being torn by sharp claws did not come.
By her ear, she heard her sister Chu Yueyun's short cry of surprise.
Chu Yuehua's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
What she saw made her momentarily stunned and incredulous.
A tall, blue figure quietly stood before her.
