"Seal!"
"Seal!"
Multitudes of voices emerged, one seal after another appearing above the battlefield.
Yet there were two teams, four battle formations, eyeing Su He with a predatory gaze.
Off to one side, a phoenix's cry rang out, and Feng Qi took the opportunity to escape his constraints, rage and embarrassment painted across his face. The Cloud Leopard that had trapped him was torn to shreds.
All his life he had hunted geese only to be pecked in the eye by one, a mere battle formation, borrowing the power of half a Magical Treasure, had actually trapped him for a moment. That brief moment had plunged the little Peacock into danger.
After today's battle, among all the adult Divine God Beasts of the Four Spirits, he could no longer shake off the badge of third from the last.
