"The moment to witness a miracle is upon us!"
Xiao Yi smiled with confidence.
He walked straight up to the beast-taming pouch that contained the Ice-Phoenix.
With a flick of his finger, he sent the beast-taming pouch flying into the air and grasped it in his hand.
Everyone's gaze converged on his hand, their eyes filled with puzzlement, "What exactly does he intend to do?"
"Could it be that he can summon a mythical creature even stronger than the Silver-Winged Sword Dragon?"
"Hmph, it's nothing more than smoke and mirrors!"
Yang Kun scoffed coldly, his face oozing with scorn. He simply didn't believe that Xiao Yi had a way to make the Ice-Phoenix stronger than the Silver-Winged Sword Dragon, especially since it was a creature cultivated by Xiao Tianjiao himself.
Just the name Xiao Tianjiao alone signified supreme superiority above all else.
