Yang Shi's eyes shone as he digested the knowledge given by Old Ghost. " It seems he already touched the dao of Saber." Yang Shi thought inwardly. He took a step back as his purple eyes became fiery crimson, like crystal flames. " Appear!." Yang Shi roared as a phantom of a giant White Tiger appeared.
" Hoho, Primordial Spirit of a White Tiger, One of the four cardinal divine beasts!" Old Ghost became surprised. " This domain is so interesting." He chuckled. " Tiger Descends from Mountain!" The White tiger behind Yang Shi gave a warcry as Yang Shi lept from the ground. Using his momentum, He slashed his saber vertically. His saber thrummed as the air around it contorted. A faint shadow of a leaping tiger enveloped the saber.