After recalling the silver Tiger and the other silver beasts, Zhao Hai really didn't know what to do. The silver beasts all looked alive. Was he going to just throw them into the origin space? Just as Zhao Hai was worrying, the flowing Silver Tiger seemed to know what Zhao Hai was thinking. Zhao Hai let out a sharp cry, and the surrounding flowing silver beasts all ran toward him. One by one, they merged into the flowing Silver Tiger's body. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Hai was only left with one flowing Silver Tiger.