Without the disruption caused by the Polar Sea Holy Man, the Kun Peng attacked again and it was a close battle between it and the black pavilion hall.
But Lin Feng’s power was not only restricted to this black pavilion hall.
The Kun Peng converted to a Leviathan form and brutally knocked the black pavilion hall. But it did not seem to be pleased. On the other hand, it felt a chill down its spine, as if it sensed something ominous coming.
The air outside started to boil and there was a subtle flashing of a huge figure.
In the next moment, this huge figure became small and travelled across the cave opening that was carved out by the primordial fire. This huge figure entered.
The feathers on the Kun Peng’s body stood and it stared at Lin Feng with hatred. As it looked at the black pavilion hall, it was even more furious.
"Humans, this vengeance will be exacted by the Kun Peng demonic tribe!" It shouted, but the voice was not of the ancient Kun Peng. It was from Black Feathers.
