The morning sun rose, casting a majestic tiger-shaped mountain into a shade of red.
White Tiger Mountain was located on the edge of an expansive plain, and it was very conspicuous — an isolated mountain with sparse greenery, lacking the mystery of the Azure Dragon Mountain.
White Tiger was a very proud person; he didn't need to hide himself.
Of course, ordinary people wouldn't dare to provoke this Guardian God of Longxia lightly.
One White Tiger Mountain, one White Tiger Guardian God, intimidating all nations. Especially the nearby Southern Country, which dared not cross the border lightly.
White Tiger Mountain stood two hundred meters tall, with a flat summit and only a small courtyard, its structures made of wood.
The White Tiger Guardian God was a laid-back person; his life was solely devoted to the pursuit of power, indifferent to material conditions.
