The silver Wolf King's fluffy fur flew in the air as the air current surged.
Every silver hair seemed to be wrapped in the luster of flames, making the beast's aura abnormally fierce.
Blood spurted out from the fur at the corner of its mouth and dripped down, like a broken string of pearls.
The moment Mr. Xuanmiao and the pair of gray-blue eyes met, he saw a hint of human-like mockery in the silver Wolf's eyes.
Its aura was like a vast ocean, making Mr. Xuanmiao feel pressured.
ninth-grade?!
Mr. Xuanmiao could not believe it, but the scene in front of him proved that he was not wrong.
How many years had it been since there was a ninth rank beast King in this star field?
The beast King in the starry sky sea back then was only at the peak of the eighth rank.
When did song qingxiao get her hands on a ninth-rank demonic beast? the Institute of martial arts didn't even have any news about it.
