Cui Yuan had seen many things in this world, and he had turned countless spiritual and demonic beasts in the Kunlun Mountains into his mounts.
Every year, he would even go out with the major families of Danxu Town to hunt beasts. Therefore, in terms of knowledge in this area, he was very well-versed.
However, at this moment, his mind was blank. What was this strange creature?
Furthermore, it could speak!
The fear of the unknown crept into his heart.
His only guess was that this beast came from ancient times.
Spiritual beast? Demonic beast? Or something completely unheard of?
In any case, he had never seen anything like it.
The other two old men with broken right arms walked over quickly and said, "Master, are you alright? You seem a little dazed."
Cui Yuan waved his hand and stared at Ye Chen and Little Gold with a burning gaze. The fear in his eyes had transformed into greed.
