"Absolutely!"
"Black Mountain, stop standing there dumbfounded. What are you looking at? Come over here and join me in killing!"
Feng Qing'an admired Youyou, whose physique and strength had gone to the next level. His gaze then turned to Black Mountain, who was staring in envy.
Despite his outward appearance, Feng Qing'an felt a hint of regret about Black Mountain. After all, in terms of potential alone, Black Mountain wasn't much weaker than the current Youyou.
However, from a racial perspective, Black Mountain was nothing special. The phoenix lineage was enough to trump everything else.
Awoooo—
At Feng Qing'an's call, Black Mountain let out a howl and then watched as its owner took out a golden rope.
"Sniff this!"
Feng Qing'an held out the only Immortal Weapon not belonging to him in front of Black Mountain.
