Li Xian's brilliance shone brightly, undisguised. He swiftly pursued his target. With his Heavy Pupils, his vision was exceptionally sharp, and although the snow tiger excelled at concealment, it was difficult to escape his observation.
He soon reached a vast mountain wilderness. The surroundings were covered in white snow, fairly open. Wang Dezhong was crawling through the snow, quietly moving towards the southeast.
He had agreed to a contest of hunting skills, purely to test archery prowess. Wang Dezhong had high expectations, knowing that ten wild beasts could not compare to one snow beast. Thus, he prioritized hunting the snow beast. After half a day of searching, he finally found a snow tiger.
