Sarriel blushed profusely hearing Ryu's almost commanding words. Yet, she still obediently floated over and stepped onto Little Rock's back. She immediately felt as though much of her strength had been restrained, the arcs of golden lightning sapping away much of her power. But, it felt more numbing than painful.
The young men of the cohort immediately felt a belly full of rage. But, with a single flap of his wing, Little Rock had already vanished, appearing more than ten kilometers away. The speed left even the elders of the Moonlight Blossom Sect feeling numb. Could they even catch up to such a speed?
'That beast… is of the Sovereign Grade at worst…'
The more they learned about Ryu, the less things seemed to make sense. There was no way that a Yang Lightning beast of that caliber could be born in this world of Yin. Just where the hell had Ryu come from?
