Everything happened in the blink of an eye. A disdainful grunt echoed through the sky, the dazzling golden light illuminating between the peaks of Wuyi Mountain, denoting that Ma Ba'ao's adversary had arrived.
Within the brilliant golden radiance, a tall and straight figure slowly descended, his head of golden hair seemingly condensed from the fierce sunlight, brightly dazzling. What was most captivating was his third vertical eye between the brows. He radiated the domineering air of a powerful warrior, and his body was enveloped by a sanctified golden glow.
Surprisingly, it's the Golden Lion King with limitless potential!
The red-haired youth simply cut off the residual waves of the Om Sound with two fingers, without truly destroying Xiao Chen. He felt a bit surprised, but now that the opponent he had been waiting for had arrived, he didn't get distracted. He turned to face the Golden Lion King.
