Chapter 497: Desolate Mountains and Ridges, Lonely Men

The White Tiger's four hooves thundered across the dim night sky, Jin Mo in his white robes didn't speak, his radiant visage glanced back, then turned around, looking at the dark figure sitting cross-legged before him, not knowing what he was pondering, in any case, he too quieted down, following Shi Feng and the White Tiger as they descended toward the jungle below.

Entering the jungle, Shi Feng dismounted the White Tiger, found a large tree, sat cross-legged leaning against it, and silently entered a state of cultivation, while the White Tiger lay next to Shi Feng, motionless, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

The sky grew increasingly dark, and suddenly, within the jungle, a fierce wind arose, as if Mad Demons were dancing wildly in the night.

"Little Shi! Little Shi!" Within the pitch-black jungle, Jin Mo's loud cries suddenly rang out.