Crack!
Crack crack!
As one piece of rubble fell away, stone after stone followed suit.
Indistinctly...
Inside that mountain of rocks, a series of intense rumbling sounds echoed without end, as massive boulders burst apart, scattering in all directions, or else falling and smashing into the ground.
Boom!
With a loud noise, rocks pierced through the air.
Two figures shot up from the midst of the stone debris.
In the blink of an eye.
The two figures were now suspended in midair, Little Lin still transformed into a hundred yards in size, his body shimmering with golden light, his head crowned with dragon horns, his dragon whiskers fluttering, his dragon scales dazzling with brilliant light, emitting an unparalleled majesty.
A pair of golden wings grew from his back, stirring up gusts of wind with their slight quiver.
Below his belly, his four claws reached into the void, creating ripples in the air.
The aura of the Beast King seeped out.
