A creature with the head of a dragon, the antlers of a deer, the body of a horse covered in golden scales and with bone-like wings... A majestic and beautiful auspicious beast stepped out of the ripped void at the call of the youth in white, its gentle eyes reflecting the scene of bloodshed were like jade.
"Is it... a Qilin?!"
The old Taoist stared wide-eyed at the spirit beckoned by the youth in white. His body and even his lips started to tremble slightly, his face flushed with excitement.
However, he quickly noticed something was off. Although it looked a lot like the Qilin, the divine beast described in the Daoist sutras, there were differences. The creature had wings, something not described in any sutra.
"A dragon horse?"
