This clearly was another ingenious use of totemic power; the totem now seemed to become a protective dharma treasure that, using Lie's fresh blood as energy, started to operate.
This also somewhat resembled an array; perhaps the totemic patterns could be understood as something of the same category as formation patterns.
As Chu Zheng calmly pondered the totem, the Ming Sculpture suddenly began its dive, swooping straight toward the ground.
Above the earth, dust clouds filled the sky, herds of savage beasts were roaring, their cries piercing like thunder.
This group of savage beasts belonged to the same species, adorned with dazzling tricolored long feathers, relying on their sturdy limbs to crawl, resembling lizards, and within their short and broad blood-filled mouths, interlocking sharp teeth crisscrossed.
"After we catch this group of tricolor land fish, let's head back to the tribe."
