"Come out, all of you!"
At Xiao Yi's command, the radiant heavens' net above the earthen wall suddenly tore open with countless fissures.
Within those fissures...
Shadows began to emerge bit by bit.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
These specks transformed into nearly ten thousand silhouettes, steadily descending and landing behind Xiao Yi.
An oppressive sea of black, like a steel torrent, they lined up in neat squares, each face bearing an aura of severity.
Leading them were none other than Little Lin and the Shadow Demon, among others.
Whoosh!
Turning into a two-meter-tall Little Lin, she moved her body, settling to Xiao Yi's left, her golden scale armor shimmering with a dazzling light. Glittering and blinding, each scale looked as if it were forged from endlessly tempered metal, producing a chilling metallic sheen as she moved silently.
Her two-meter stature stood erect, with four claws dangling from her underbelly and two particularly brilliant dragon horns atop her head.
