Moonlight bathed the earth; the air in the dense forest was particularly humid. The continuous primitive woods rustled under the caress of the wind, wafting the scent of blood and the wild tang of wolves far away, causing hearts to race. Everyone watched Luo Zheng with disbelief on their faces. In the moonlit night, the campfire's glow highlighted Luo Zheng suddenly springing from his hand and foot crouched position—an agile lunge forward; his robust body exuded a beastly aura. Then, Luo Zheng took a deep breath and suddenly opened his mouth wide, roaring—!
A domineering tiger's roar burst forth once again, and with a tiger-like physicality, he roared wildly—the mountains and forests trembled, creatures were awed!