In order to kill Huan Xinhai, Xiang Shaoyun had exposed his back, allowing several attacks to strike him. Even with a god body, he had a feeling that his body was on the verge of falling apart. Just as his defenses faltered, a tiger roar resounded. The domineering voice carried a strong murderous intent. A new group appeared in the distance and approached them rapidly.

When everyone looked over, they saw a large number of demonic beasts. The beasts' demonic auras were boundless, and each beast had an incomparably sturdy body. They blotted the sky with their massive figures while their roars demonstrated their immense prowess.

Standing atop a white crane was a sturdy-looking young man. The youth had a thick demonic aura around him, with a symbol that resembled the character "King" on his forehead. His long, white hair drifted about. Clad in clothes made of tiger fur, he emanated a wild aura.

That young man was none other than Little White, the white tiger that had not shown himself for many years. The Heaven Battling Ranking Competition allowed all races to partake in it, and Little White had also entered the ancient battlefield with a group of demonic beasts. Rather than hunting the aliens, they were here to look for ruins of the white tiger race. Little White had sensed traces of some seniors from the white tiger race after entering, and they had been searching for those ruins since then.

It wasn't that Little White did not want to look for Xiang Shaoyun, but he had arrived late with his group. Even after entering the ancient battlefield, he hadn't been able to encounter Xiang Shaoyun's group. Rather, he had clashed against some other groups of humans.

He was now a peak Demon Pseudo-God, a step away from becoming a Demon God. With the white tiger race's innate combat abilities, he was no weaker than any true Gods. Nobody had expected Little White's appearance. He rushed down from atop the white crane and threw a golden punch toward the aliens attacking Xiang Shaoyun. That one punch radiated the domineering aura of a tiger king, a dreadful aura that planted fear in everyone's heart.

"You actually have more helpers? It's pointless. All of you will die here," said a powerful alien.

He then flew over and intercepted Little White's punch.

Boom!

The two experts clashed, creating oppressive explosive sounds before a figure was sent flying away while coughing blood.

"All who stand in my path will die!" roared Little White violently.

The other demonic beasts also roared in excitement as they bombarded the aliens with numerous different attacks. The demonic beasts had arrived in a large group. They had over 500 members in their group, and none of them was weaker than a Saint. They had several Demon Pseudo-Gods among their ranks, each with different powerful abilities.

More importantly, this was a fresh army that was still at its peak. Their arrival was perfect for alleviating the pressure on the human army. It was unfortunate that some humans took that as a chance to flee.

These people had thoroughly lost their courage. The aliens were so strong that they saw no way of defeating them. They did not wish to stay behind and throw away their lives. In the end, only about 1,000 humans remained. From the initial number of over 10,000 people, only about 10 percent remained.

Even many from the Overlord Legion had fled. Fortunately, more humans were also arriving from different directions, including several lone experts such as Song Tiandao, Ximen Xue, and some others.

They had sensed the massive battle and had rushed over rapidly. They showed no fear despite the aliens' numbers. Instead, they dove into the midst of the aliens like ferocious predators.

After all, they were the people who pursued the pinnacle of martial cultivation. If they were to escape in fear over such a situation, they would be essentially severing their own paths to godhood.

Little White did not spare any attention to his underlings. Rather, he charged toward Xiang Shaoyun while throwing punches all around him. Rough, golden radiance flooded his surroundings as he pulverized one alien after another.

The Tiger Roars Upon The World!

White tiger energy!

One white tiger ability after another was used. These abilities seemed like simple attacks, yet they contained domineering strength. Not even Gods could stop his advance. Little White had grown into a powerful demonic beast that could stand on his own.

"For daring to interfere in this, all of you shall transform into Blood Spirit's food!" roared an alien God as he charged at Little White with an incredibly powerful attack.

The alien held nothing back, reducing everything before Little White into nothingness as his attack headed toward Little White. Power at that level was not something a mere pseudo-God could stop.

However, Little White showed no fear. His fists rippled with gold energy as he threw yet another punch out. The vicious gold energy unique to the white tiger clan was pushed to its limits and blasted forth with an unstoppable momentum. This energy, unique to the white tiger race, played a great role in granting Little White his formidable combat strength.

Rumble! Rumble!

Two powerful energies collided, sending shockwaves rippling in all directions. By the time the shockwaves faded, the alien had failed to see Little White anywhere.

"Where did that kid go?" muttered the alien doubtfully.

"Looking for me?" A massive white figure appeared abruptly. It was none other than Little White, who had transformed into his true form. His body was as big as a mountain, and he opened his massive jaws wide before biting mercilessly at the alien.

The Tiger Feasts!

His jaws seemed to contain the dreadful power of the universe, obliterating even the energy attacks the alien threw his way.

"Impossible!" the alien exclaimed in alarm. When he tried to retreat, he found himself incapable of doing so as his surroundings had been sealed by the vicious tiger energy. He was eventually swallowed into the massive mouth.

Humans and aliens alike were overwhelmed with shock to see Little White swallowing a God alive.

"Is-is this a legendary white tiger beast? Th-this strength is too terrifying!"

"Haven't the four great beast races gone extinct long ago? Seems like they had merely hidden themselves."

"That white tiger seems to be here to help Xiang Shaoyun. What a lucky bastard, to have such powerful allies."

"There are still thousands of aliens around us. Even with the demonic beasts on our side, I'm afraid it will still be hard for us to defeat the aliens."

...

Little White did not bother turning back into his human form after devouring the alien. Rather, he rushed toward Xiang Shaoyun, knocking away all the aliens in his path.

"Boss, are you fine?" asked Little White when he saw Xiang Shaoyun, who was strenuously propping himself up.

A smile formed on Xiang Shaoyun's pale face, and he said, "Of course your boss is fine. I still need to kill all these aliens."