Green Lion looked at Bai Xiang with a puzzled expression, not understanding what was happening. He hadn't felt any flow of Mana, so why was there a suppression?
"The Holy Elephant is no ordinary character. Even after so many years of being dead, the remaining aura of might won't allow us to ascend so easily," said Bai Xiang.
"What should we do then?"
"What to do? Naturally, we walk up there. Although the mountain is high, it's nothing to us three brothers," Bai Xiang said gently.
Dapeng, disbelieving, flashed a golden light behind him and prepared to shoot straight into the sky. However, a massive force descended from the heavens, pressing heavily upon him. Despite his fierce resistance, it was to no avail. Instead, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating he was injured.
"As expected of an Ancient Sacred Beast, truly extraordinary," Dapeng said softly.
