This was his first encounter with a being that could undergo so many transformations in such a short amount of time. This shift opened his eyes to something new.
Still, these basic morphological changes merely broadened his horizons; they didn't stimulate Feng Qing'an in any other aspects.
After all, the creature's demonstrated size was simply correlated with its current power. It didn't pose any threat.
If need be, Feng Qing'an felt he wouldn't even need Black Mountain's help. He could probably take it down with his bare hands and guarantee himself a win.
"This is what it looked like when we first met, although it was much larger then."
Feng Qingping casually gestured, and as he did, a dangerous gleam appeared in the eyes of the Xuan cat, now in its white tiger form. It looked poised to spring, but after catching Feng Qingping's gaze, it quickly retracted its neck, not daring to act out.
"It looks quite adorable."
