Chương 1697: Demon Saint's Tomb

"Spacetime Sword Technique!"

The sword descended with a bang.

Ye Chen's fingers formed a strange seal and a white tiger appeared behind him.

The white tiger behind Ye Chen let out a roar. This was the technique he had stolen from that Creation realm expert, the Four Divine Technique!

The White Tiger roared and charged forward. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked.

The White Tiger's aura continued to soar, and in less than thirty seconds, it reached the eighth level of the Dao Integration realm.

The white tiger's huge body opened its bloody mouth and bit the spider.

The spider let out an angry roar and spat out spider silk frantically.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The spider silk hit the white tiger's body, and it soon disappeared. However, by this time, Ye Chen had reached the spider.

"Time flies!"

Ye Chen extended a finger and struck the spider's body.

The power of time invaded the spider's body.