As the White Tiger's body trembled slightly and uttered these words, in this valley, time seemed to be frozen in an instant, the originally raging wind disappeared directly at this moment, and the extremely turbulent blood-red Evil Qi on the White Tiger also dissipated instantly in the valley, turning into strands of blood-red smoke, slowly drifting upwards.
In this eerie valley, Xu Ran would not miss any chance to recover himself.
He waved his tender little hand filled with Innate Qi constantly, quickly making hand seals, as a golden vortex began to spin rapidly, the blood-red Evil Qi drifting into the air was sucked in by the storm, entering his body, transforming into Innate Qi, diffusing around him.
The White Tiger's trembling white eyes stared at the Evil Qi that had been transformed into Innate Qi, coming back to its senses.
