Aoo——
The Black Mountain, which had been swallowing and spitting out the rosy and purple dawn, stopped in its tracks and stared at Sen Miao with round wide eyes. The creature, once inferior to Black Mountain in strength, had suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds and was on the verge of breaking into the realm of the demon king, surpassing Black Mountain. This spectacle left the great mountain creature to let out a low growl in an unrestrainable manner.
"Black Mountain!"
Feng Qing'an made a sound upon seeing this. He couldn't allow this jealous creature to disturb Sen Miao, whose transformation was not yet complete.
Whoo——
The Ghost Wolf King let out a whimper of discontent. His deep blue eyes were still tightly fixed on the Qilin Beast, constantly observing her transformations, an involuntary expression of anticipation and envy glowed in his gaze.
Divine Demon bloodline!
