Wild Fang shook his head to rid himself of the old memories.
What was in the past should remain in the past.
There was no need to think about a lost cause.
Usan had obviously lost his mind since then.
In the first place, Wild Fang wasn't planning for a truce.
So many of his Disciples and Elders had died.
Only an absolute moron would simply forgive the genocidal killers.
"Have it your way," Wild Fang said with a growl, his eyes narrowing.
A moment later, a reverberating hum left Wild Fang's glowing body, shaking and bending the very air surrounding him.
Ethereal forms began to exit Wild Fang's chest one after the other, which slowly gained color and depth.
Once they settled, everyone watching took deep breaths.
All around Wild Fang were dozens of peak Rank 4 beasts!
A chameleon drake, thunder serpent, azure carp, brown bulwark bull, reaper wolf and much more.
