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At this moment, Wu Bingji\'s nerves were taut. He was well aware, once discovered, whether facing the Winged Tiger or the Beauty and Beast Squad, it was not something they could handle with their current strength.

The first time luring the Winged Tiger over, the enemy might think it\'s a coincidence, but if it happens a second time in the same way, how could it still be a coincidence? They would definitely become suspicious, knowing that someone was deliberately setting them up.

So, the second round of Winged Tigers attracted were even stronger, one Eighth Stage, two Seventh Stage. These were all selected by Tang San.

One Eighth Stage plus two Seventh Stage, this was basically the limit that the Beauty and Beast Squad could handle. Moreover, after having already fought two battles, facing three such powerful Winged Tigers, and if they were to engage them directly, it would be very difficult for them to kill the enemy without sustaining damages, even if they knew they might be falling into a trap, they still had to confront the Winged Tigers first.

When Wu Bingji clearly felt the Winged Tiger speeding towards the direction he led, away from their side, he looked at Du Bai with a noticeably different expression.

Without a doubt, Luck\'s blessing played a very important role. Otherwise, with the Winged Tiger\'s perception, discovering them wasn\'t an impossibility, considering the difference in strength.

At this time, Gu Li\'s face was pale, whether it was from overusing the Time Variation Seal, or from fear.

When they heard the sounds of fierce fighting not far away, they couldn\'t help but heave a huge sigh of relief. Tang San\'s plan, at this point, could basically be considered a success.

What followed was naturally their opportunity to catch the cicada, with the oriole behind.

"Can we see the battle situation over there?" Wu Bingji whispered to Du Bai next to him.

"I can\'t anymore. I\'m too tired. The eldest senior told me to rest." Maintaining the Luck\'s blessing continuously, the strain on Du Bai was not small. To see the situation over there, he needed the Heavenly Fox Eye and Purple Demon Eyes to grant his vision the fortune to pierce through the treetops and see into the distance.

"Eldest senior, what do we do now?" Gu Li asked in a low voice.

Wu Bingji shook his head and said, "Stay put, wait for Xiao Tang\'s signal. Chengzi will relay the situation here to him. He will definitely be prepared with follow-up measures."

Tang San\'s next move was unknown to him, but he believed that the Beauty and Beast Squad must be going crazy now.

Indeed, Song Junhou was about to lose his mind.

He had great confidence in his own strength and golden bloodline, but that depended on how many opponents he was facing. Too many and too strong opponents, he would be overwhelmed!

When the three Winged Tigers charged madly at them, Song Junhou\'s face turned somewhat green. If it were just three Seventh Stage, it wouldn\'t be a big deal, but now he faced one Eighth Stage plus two Seventh Stage Winged Tigers. In terms of strength, they were already a match for his side, not to mention that they had already fought two battles before.

The three Winged Tigers would definitely not consider them friends—they still carried the scent of blood from the previous Winged Tigers they had killed. The Winged Tigers wouldn\'t make a mistake in recognizing the scent of their kin.

In the center, the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger\'s eyes had turned completely aquamarine. It would not hesitate for a moment against these individuals stained with the blood of its own kind. Numerous wind blades, solid as if tangible, roared forth under the push of the Wind Protective Energy, transforming into a raging storm.

The Beauty and Beast Squad couldn\'t afford to pause and consider who might be ambushing them. Song Junhou darted out in a flash, and this time, he did not fight in human form. Accompanied by a mighty roar of a lion, he was already crouched on the ground, transformed into a Giant Golden Lion over eight meters long, as dazzling golden flames burst forth. His bloodline suppression was unleashed in full force towards the opposition. Golden Holy Fire surged in an instant, clashing with the fierce storm. Immediately, the golden flames erupted in the woods, reducing large swathes of trees to ash.

Had he been in his prime, Song Junhou would have been confident in defeating the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger. However, the consumption from the two previous battles was significant. After all, Winged Tigers were demon beasts of tiger lineage, incredibly powerful. His continuous battling and the use of the Golden Holy Fire meant his bloodline depleted at a fast rate. Only upon reaching the Ninth Stage Realm would he have the ability to recover more quickly.

Opposite him, the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger was no ordinary one; it was approaching the peak of the Eighth Stage, near the Tiger King level. Every hair on its body was steeped in the Wind Protective Energy, making it seem as if it was carved from greenish-blue jade.

The Golden Holy Fire held back the Winged Tiger\'s storm, but it was clear that the Golden Holy Fire had also been weakened.

The Giant Golden Lion that was Song Junhou barked, "Quick battle, quick decision. Use whatever abilities you have. We have other enemies lurking in the shadows."

As he spoke, intense golden flames burned on him, and the massive golden lion silhouette also emerged behind him. The two silhouettes merged in an instant, turning his eyes to pure gold. On his forehead, a golden crown-shaped phantom light faintly emerged.

A Prince\'s golden crown, a sight that only appeared in bloodlines higher than the golden bloodline, even though the golden crown on his head seemed vague, suggesting it had just formed not long ago and was not yet solid. The ability to form a semblance of a golden crown, however, proved the purity of his bloodline and that there was a possibility for him to eventually lead the Lion Clan.

As the Prince\'s golden crown appeared, Song Junhou\'s presence soared, reaching the peak of the Eighth Stage Realm. The crown emitted circles of golden light, noticeably weakening the greenish-blue light from the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger opposite him; the bloodline suppression remained effective.

A touch of madness in the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger\'s eyes seemed to diminish, replaced by wariness. Though it had not gained true intelligence, it knew instinctively to seek good fortune and avoid disaster.

Three massive wind blades slowly coalesced in front of it, each appearing incredibly substantial and soon forming terrifying entities five meters long. It gave a resonant and loud tiger roar. Out of the three wind blades, two hurtled directly towards Song Junhou, while the third shot up into the sky, transforming into a strong teal light that headed high above.

Song Junhou\'s pupils shrank instantly—this creature was calling for reinforcements.

There was no time to lose; if more powerful Winged Tigers were to arrive, even they would be in danger.

At this moment, he held nothing back. As he sprang into action, an even more intense layer of golden light appeared on his body\'s surface. As the light expanded outward, it swiftly condensed around his body, making his already eight-meter length appear to have grown to ten meters.

This was Saint Fire Golden Cover formed from the condensation of the Golden Holy Fire, a formidable power that could only be cultivated by those with the golden bloodline.

The two enormous wind blades had just reached him when they were instantly shattered by his claws, now clad in Saint Fire Golden Cover, before he lunged directly at the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger.

The Wind Protective Energy on the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger had also been boosted to its extreme. When the two forces collided, golden and aquamarine light erupted constantly. The Eighth Stage Winged Tiger was forced into a retreat by Song Junhou\'s attacks, completely suppressed in strength and attributes.

While Song Junhou unleashed his full combat effectiveness to suppress the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger on one side, his teammates were already locked in battle with two Seventh Stage Winged Tigers on the other.