Zhu Yi looked at Shao Qingcheng calmly with a radiant glow in his eyes as he puffed lightly, releasing a ball of white gas from his mouth.
The white gas condensed to solid form, forming clouds of vapor shaped like the scales of a fish. They floated above Zhu Yi's head, measuring over 2000 square meters.
Above the scale-shaped clouds appeared a Kirin, large as an imposing mountain and black like the December night. Its size was even larger than the day when Shao Peng was captured, and its air of dignified might even more intense.
The two mammoth projections – the Kirin and the Turtle – appeared beside Zhu Yi together, while simultaneously, in the air in front of him, a pitch-black stone stele emerged like the boundless darkness and engulfed the Green Glass Jade Stand. It was none other than the Metaplasia realm magic treasure, the Eternal Night Demonic Stele.
